His Majesty the Emperor leaned over and touched the tip of Su Yu's nose. "Do you want zhen to treat you like that?"
"No, no..." Facing the Emperor's clear eyes, Su Yu was so embarrassed that he wanted to die. It was too sinful to show such a dirty scene to a little kitten.
An Hong-chul looked at Su Yu's vexed expression with interest and slightly hooked his lips. "I didn't see it clearly just now. Let zhen see it again." As he spoke, he wanted to kiss him again.
"Wait, wait!" Su Yu wanted to reach out to stop him, but he realized that his hands were still pressed down. He didn't have any extra hands, so he could only turn his head.
His Majesty the Emperor's kiss immediately landed on his cheek. He wasn't angry and kissed all the way down his cheek, sucking, licking, and biting on his fair neck.
"Ugh..." Su Yu couldn't help but tremble. In the past, when he and the Emperor were intimate, the Emperor liked to bite his neck. At first, he didn't think much of it, but now that he thought about it, it was simply the instinct of a wild beast. It liked to bite the fatal spot of its prey. Thinking like this, he suddenly felt a shuddering sense of danger, but his body became more and more excited.
"Your, Your Majesty!" Su Yu realized that he was on the verge of falling into a more and more hardcore taste, so he quickly stopped himself from the cliff.
"What?" The Emperor paused his biting and looked up at him.
"Tell me the truth. What's the deal with this blood contract?" Su Yu broke free from the hand that was pressed down and pushed it against the Emperor's chest.
An Hong-chul slightly frowned. "A blood contract is a blood contract. What do you mean by what's the deal?"
Su Yu looked straight at the Emperor. He didn't believe that the blood contract between the State Preceptor and someone else would have the side effect of being able to communicate with each other through kissing. "I mean, this isn't an ordinary blood contract …" He had to figure out what other side effects this thing had.
"Naturally, it's not an ordinary blood contract..." His Majesty the Emperor's ears gradually turned red when he heard this.
Su Yu looked at the Emperor's ears in surprise. The unfinished words were stuck in his throat. Was the Emperor shy? Could it be … All sorts of speculations about this contract whizzed through his mind.
Perhaps this was a life and death blood contract. Once signed, it meant that she would share a long lifespan with him. Perhaps this was a life and death blood contract. Once signed, it meant that the two of them would never be separated. Perhaps this was a partnership blood contract. Once signed, it meant that they would never leave each other and would never fall in love again …
All kinds of beautiful guesses made Su Yu's voice soften. She sat up and looked at the Emperor with a smile. "Then, what is the blood contract?"
An Hong-chul pursed his lips, and his ears turned even redder. He glared at Su Yu and snorted coldly. "Master and slave contract."
Ah, so it's a master-slave contract … Su Yu was still smiling when he suddenly froze. A master-slave contract!
"After signing this contract, you will be my slave for the rest of your life." His Majesty proudly pinched Su Yu's chin and stroked it back and forth with his fingers.
"Why, why, sign, sign this kind of contract?" Su Yu widened his eyes in disbelief.
"You said it yourself. You want to be my slave for the rest of your life." His Majesty the Emperor let go of Su Yu's chin and lazily lay back on the cushion. He yawned. "As a good master, of course, I will satisfy you."
Who would say such stupid things? Su Yu scratched his head. He felt that his information was not on the same level as the Emperor's. "When did I say …"
An Hong-chul took out a piece of green jade from under the cushion.
Sauce, lend me some money. I will be your cat slave for the rest of my life …
I will be your cat slave for the rest of my life …
A cat slave for the rest of my life …
A cat slave …
Su Yu silently looked at His Majesty the Cat Emperor, who was squinting his eyes. He finally understood when he had sold himself. "Ahem, that doesn't count. The money is Prince Zhao's!"
"When you see Hong Kuan next time, you can ask him who paid for it." His Majesty the Emperor calmly put the jade back under the cushion. He used the tip of his foot to nudge Su Yu, who was still in a daze. "I'm hungry."
In other words, the money for the Xian Mantang was actually the Emperor's. His Royal Highness King Zhao didn't pay a single copper coin. Besides, even if the money was Prince Zhao's, in front of the Emperor, Prince Zhao probably wouldn't admit it … No matter what, Sauce did lend him the money. He had to be a cat slave for the rest of his life …
After mourning for himself for a while, Su Yu's shoulders slumped. He resigned himself to his fate and got up to cook.
At night, His Majesty the Emperor, who had eaten and drunk to his heart's content, laid on the bed and fiddled with the tassels on the bed.
Su Yu had already recovered from the blow of the master-slave blood contract. He excitedly jumped onto the bed and said, "Your Majesty, let me see you turn into sauce."
An Hong-chul glanced at him. "Don't call me by that stupid name."
"Okay, okay, I won't call you that." Su Yu quickly smoothed the cat's fur. He smiled and moved closer. "Let me see you turn into sauce. Just once."
His Majesty the Emperor ignored him and continued to focus on the bright yellow tassels. Su Yu didn't give up and kept talking.
In the end, His Majesty reluctantly agreed to let him see. However, he repeatedly ordered, "Don't touch it."
"I promise I won't touch it!" Su Yu raised his hands to show his sincerity.
After a flash of white light, his slender body disappeared without a trace. The bright yellow inner garment embroidered with five-colored dragons lay empty on the bed. There was only a small bulge in the middle. Not long after, a small golden ball of fur came out. He shook the messy fur on his head and glanced at Su Yu, who was staring at him motionlessly. Stupid slave, you're drooling!
"Your Majesty!" Su Yu looked at the eyes that were exactly the same as His Majesty the Emperor's and felt his heart melt. He couldn't help but pounce forward and bury his face in the golden fur. He rubbed his face from head to back, and then from back to belly.
Suddenly realizing that he had once again taken advantage of His Majesty the Emperor, Su Yu chuckled and willingly received a slap from His Majesty the Emperor.
After slapping Su Yu onto the bed, His Majesty the Emperor turned back into his human form. He supported his head with one hand and looked at Su Yu expressionlessly.
"Eh?" Su Yu kept his face pressed against the bed and wriggled over. He touched the familiar white robe on His Majesty's body and then looked at the bright yellow inner garment scattered on the bed. "This one, is it made from fur?" Thinking that this garment was made from soft cat fur, Su Yu fondly stroked it in his hands.
"En." His Majesty gave a perfunctory reply. He was too lazy to pay attention to him. This stupid slave, where did his previous obedience and modesty go?
"Then why is it white and not yellow?" Su Yu pulled up his wide sleeves and rubbed his face. The soft and smooth feeling was exactly the same as the white fur on his belly.
"It's yellow when the weather turns cold." His Majesty the Emperor couldn't take it anymore. He reached out and pulled Su Yu into his arms, not allowing him to move around.
Su Yu blinked. It would turn yellow when the weather turned cold? In other words, this garment was the same as Mao Mao. It would become thicker and thinner as the seasons changed? "Then can I take it off?" Su Yu curiously reached his hand into the garment and touched it. It was soft skin that didn't have any connection to the garment.
His Majesty the Emperor's eyes darkened. "You can try."
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