Waiting for you online - - - Chapter 141

Chapter 141

The three days in the palace were three days of extreme promiscuousness. Song Zi Xiao was obsessed with the name “Xiao Jiu” and he tormented Song Zi Heng in every possible way. His inability to pry his big brother’s teeth out caused Song Zi Xiao pain and hatred, and his morbid thirst turns into a catharsis of possessiveness and torment in the end.

Song Zi Xiao used every position to fuck him at every place. He even ordered some nasty instruments from the folks to be sent to the palace for “enjoyment”. Regardless of day, night and occasion, it was a new pleasure to grind his big brother’s shame on the ground.

For example, today’s new trick, was Song Zi Xiao wrapping his own cloak around his big brother’s naked body and did whatever he wanted in the snow, knowing that his big brother was afraid of the cold. The fear of freezing to death in the Kunlun snowfields and the fierce violation broke through his mind and he instinctively clung to the only source of heat, desperately pressing his body against Song Zi Xiao’s hot chest and even wrapping his legs around the powerful waist.

The black cloak from a bear demon, with its thick, luxuriant fur, wrapped around his big brother’s increasingly thin body, looking like a magnificent, ferocious carnivorous devouring a thin herbivore. He spasmed and trembled with Song Zi Xiao’s ramming, like a death struggle.

Song Zi Xiao bit into his white shoulder and plundered insatiably.

Song Zi Heng cried, begged for mercy, broke down, but could not escape this humiliating erotic torture.

When they returned to Wuji Palace, Song Zi Heng was so sleepy that his eyelids kept fighting to remain open. Without regard for others, Song Zi Xiao carried him down from the sedan chair and went into the bedchamber. The subordinates and superiors have been used to seeing and did not feel weird, and the lewd rumours have long ago spread through the whole immortal cultivation world. A dignified Emperor Song, has been reduced to the Demon Supreme’s property on the bed and below the crotch. What other after-dinner conversation is better than this?

When Song Zi Heng returned to his bedchamber, he drifted off to sleep.

Song Zi Xiao looked at his thin, narrow jaw and whispered, “Look, I have ordered someone to prepare the evening meal. They are all your favourites.”

Song Zi Heng lowered his eyes and said nothing.

“You’ve lost so much weight, and you still don’t eat properly.” Song Zi Xiao took his big brother into his arms and gently held his hand. His spirits were not as good as before and he was getting thinner and thinner. Song Zi Xiao was heartbroken and worried, but he refused to show it, “I didn’t intend torment you, but why are you so stubborn?”

Song Zi Heng swept him a faint glance: “You didn’t ‘intend’?”

“…I just want you.” Song Zi Xiao tightened his arms, “Big brother, if you are more tactful and sensible, you and I will have an easy time.”

“‘Tactful and sensible’?” Song Zi Heng repeated Song Zi Xiao’s words again, but his voice was like an ancient well with no ripples*, “You treat me like a prostitute and you still want my approval?”

Song Zi Xiao frowned, “Don’t say such words again.”

Song Zi Heng simply closed his eyes.

“Do you understand how forgiving I am towards you or not?” Song Zi Xiao said in a cold voice, “The evil you have done is not enough to be pitied for dying a million times, but not only did I not kill you, I even let you keep your throne, and let you still enjoy a life of luxury. Which prostitute sells more than you? What are you aggrieved about?”

“And for Shen Shi Yao and Song Ming He, I didn’t drag them out and whip their bodies, wasn’t I also giving you face?”

“I also said I could treat you well as long as you were obedient.”

“How many times have you been fucked by me, and what have you not shouted under my body? I was just asking you to call me by my maiden name, and instead you disobliged, is this your memorial archway*?”

Song Zi Xiao observed his big brother’s face with a blazing fire beneath his cold gaze. Every day he was repeatedly cut between love and hate. He could not repress his endless desire for this person, but whenever he could not resist caring, could not resist being tender, could not resist showing affection, he was tormented by the guilt he felt towards his mother. From time to time he had to return to Bailu Pavilion for self-reflection, just to admonish himself over and over again that his mother cannot die in vain.

But seeing Song Zi Heng’s indifference, Song Zi Xiao felt suffocated again. His pupils dulled: “Say no more, eat properly.”

Song Zi Heng looked stupefied at the table of sumptuous dishes. He had not experienced the deliciousness of food for a long time.

“Eat.” Song Zi Xiao chucked a piece of meat into his big brother’s mouth and said in a deep voice, “What benefits do you get from deliberately trampling on your body?”

Song Zi Heng remained indifferent and said, “I am weak because you have sealed my chakra. Even if I don’t eat or drink, I have the rights to fast. What hindrance could there be?”

“Ordinary people do not have chakras. As long as they eat and drink as usual, they would not be like you.” Song Zi Xiao huffed, “If you don’t eat, then Song Zhong Ming shall not eat either. From now on, how much you eat, he will eat.”

Song Zi Heng opened his mouth to eat the mouthful of meat and chewed it slowly.

Song Zi Xiao fed him mouthful after mouthful. That concentration and care made people feel touched, as if he cared for the person in his arms to the utmost. Who could have imagined how much unbearable they had between each other.

This meal, Song Zi Heng really ate a lot, even propped up to the point of being a little uncomfortable, before Song Zi Xiao was satisfied. He said softly as he smoothed his big brother’s back, “You’ve eaten well. If you’re still tired, go and rest. I won’t torment you tonight.”

“Can you temporarily unseal me?” Song Zi Heng said as he looked at him.

Song Zi Xiao’s gaze changed slightly.

“If my chakra is blocked for a long time, it will damage my cultivation and my body …will only get worse.” Song Zi Heng was naturally not as weak as he appeared to be, but this would let down Song Zi Xiao’s guard, and besides, what he said was the truth.

Song Zi Xiao suddenly smiled, “Is big brother begging me?”

“…Nevermind.”

Song Zi Xiao had forced him to learn how to “beg”, and those bad memories were still fresh in his mind.

“Okay.”

Song Zi Heng’s eyes widened in surprise, obviously not believing that Song Zi Xiao would let him go so easily.

Song Zi Xiao actually did unseal him, “I will unseal you every few days so that your spiritual energy can flow. Do you still have an excuse for not eating properly?”

The powerful spiritual energy instantly gushed out of his dantian and poured into all his limbs and bones. The feeling of strength was so invigorating that Song Zi Heng’s pale face immediately showed colours.

As he watched his big brother’s face glow, his heart also throbbed. He was forcing his big brother to submit, but at the same time, he was obsessed with the once spirited big brother whom he admired.

If those things that happened afterwards did not happen, no matter how high he had risen in his life, he would still be willing to look up to his big brother for the rest of his life.

Song Zi Heng was about to get up, yet Song Zi Xiao didn’t let go of his arm around his waist: “You haven’t answered my question.”

“I will eat.”

“No more losing weight.” Song Zi Xiao said flirtatiously, “When I hold you, there should be the weight you deserve.”

“Let go of me. I’m going to meditate.”

“You can’t leave my sight now since your spiritual power has returned.” Song Zi Xiao warned, “And don’t try to pull any tricks.”

“The entire Wuji Palace is in your hands, so what are you worried about?”

Song Zi Xiao looked at his big brother, smiling yet not smiling, “Of course I’m worried about you. With your current cultivation level, how can I not be on guard? ”

Song Zi Heng could only stay in his bedchamber. He sat cross-legged on the couch, trying to meditate and run his spiritual power, but Song Zi Xiao laid down on his lap, his head rubbing against him first to find a comfortable position, and then blinked his eyes at him.

Song Zi Heng looked down at him, “Can you let me meditate for a while?”

“You meditate. I won’t disturb you.” Song Zi Xiao tugged the orchid jade pendant around his big brother’s waist and played with it.

“How can I meditate when you’re like this?” Song Zi Heng felt the weight on his lap sink in. Xiao Jiu had always loved to lie on his lap like this when he was little, but his little head was very light, and he would run his fingers along Xiao Jiu’s scalp repeatedly, watching Xiao Jiu curl up comfortably like a cat, squinting his eyes and chanting about what he wanted to eat in the evening.

“But I want to stay with you.” Song Zi Xiao whispered.

After waiting for a long time and seeing no response from big brother, Song Zi Xiao hid his disappointment and sat up, “It’s almost New Year’s Eve. Wuji Palace is going to have a big banquet. What does big brother want to do?”

“No need to be extravagant. In previous years …”

” years are previous years. This year I’m back, so naturally it’s different.” Song Zi Xiao arrogantly said, “As a human emperor, how can big brother not have the ostentation of a human emperor? I want the world to see.”

Song Zi Heng thought to himself: What you want to show the world is how you, Song Zi Xiao, call the shots and can manipulate even the Human Emperor in the palm of your hand.

“Song Clan will also invite Cangyu Sect to the banquet. This is the last chance I will give Qi Meng Sheng.” Song Zi Xiao smiled coldly, “If she doesn’t come, I will visit Fenglin Continent myself.”

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Emperor Ning Hua liked extravagance. When he was alive, he would have a banquet every New Year’s Eve. Although the Song Clan’s reputation was declining, the huge wealth accumulated over the generations could never be squandered.

But Emperor Kong Hua was a very different person, and was known to be a man of modest means.

However, ironically, even though Emperor Ning Hua’s banquets were extravagant, he seldom invited a few sect leaders, especially those from the great families. While Emperor Kong Hua held his first banquet after nine years of ruling, almost no one in the immortal world was absent.

As the year drew to a close, all the immortal families arrived at Daming one after another with congratulatory gifts for Emperor Song, including Xu Zhi Nan and Li Bu Yu, who had come just a while ago, while Cangyu Sect only sent one elder, and Qi Meng Sheng was still claiming to be ill.

There was also a special person who came to the banquet this time, and that was Song Zi Yun, the Fifth Prince.

When the guest list was being prepared, Song Zi Heng took the initiative to say that he wanted to see his fifth brother. He wanted to take this opportunity for Lao Wu to take Song Zhong Ming far away.

Of all his siblings, only Song Zi Yun had not turned against him after Song Zi Heng had killed his father. Although Song Zi Xiao was not close to this fifth brother, there were no past grievances, so he agreed.

Song Zi Yun seems to be a casual man, but in fact he’s somewhat refined in his rough ways. He was neither outstanding or out of the ordinary, and now with good cultivation and a wealthy family, he has become the most carefree among the Song Ming He’s nine sons.

It was a rare occasion for Song Zi Xiao to ask about the whereabouts of his other siblings.

“After I succeeded to the throne, I separated them and sent them out of the palace, letting them find their own way out.” Song Zi Heng said indifferently, “Could I keep them here to confront me?”

Song Zi Xiao said sarcastically, “That’s true, thanks to their childhood admiration for you.”

“Your third sister …” Song Zi Heng’s heart still aches when he thinks of his poor sister. After the incident in Wuyun Sect, Song Ming He still refused to cancel the marriage contract, and soon after she married into Wuyun Sect, her father-in-law took over the position of the head of the sect, and then when Lu Zhao Feng returned, they were tragically killed because they refused to give in.

“I have avenged her and also rebuilt the tomb for her and her husband’s family.” Song Zi Xiao thought of Lu Zhao Feng and the hatred still pervaded him as he coldly said, “As a big brother, which sibling did you protect?”

“…You are right.”

As a big brother, he should have protected his younger siblings, but he failed to do so. No matter who he desperately tried to protect, he would ultimately fail, and all those he loved would either leave him or turn against him.

Perhaps this imperial destiny, which is one in a million, represents nothing but suffering.

an ancient well with no

ripples*[古井无波]—inner peace

is this your memorial

archway*[你的牌坊]— a person who did bad things and still want

others to think they are good people.