Death

Who's death could this be..?

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"So uh, do you want to eat anything??.. please have some porridge at least..?" Mobei said with a concerned expression.

Shang Qinghua looked to the side and ignored him, putting his arm in a defensive pose.

"You know.. i get that you're mad, and it.. probably still hurts.. but it'll get worse if you didn't at least fill up your stomach.." Mobei-Jun said with a concerned face.

"You get that you went overboard? Yes?" I said.

"I know, i'm sorry.. that still feels good though.." he apologised in a not so sincere way.

"Hey! My ass were about to rip do you know that? Why don't you compare the thing in your pants to the giant llama outside?! I bet he'll be shitting the grass if he saw that thing bulging out your pants to enter him!" I just splurt out whatever out of my mouth out of anger.

"Even i won't be doing it with a goat.. Qinghua" Mobei-jun said.

Oh god, what have i done.. getting devoured by a child-behaving demon that doesn't even know the difference between a llama and a goat..

"Mobei.. come here" i said.

"Put that ointment on me, i'll take this as your repentance" i said to him.

"This time, make sure you know how to control yourself" i warned him.

"Y-yes, sir!" Mobei answered.

As i pulled untied my robe and pull down my pants, i bended over with my butt facing him.

"You can reach it deeper with your fingers than mine.." i spoke to him.

He blushed, covering his mouth with his right hand and turned away, taking the ointment container, changing his gaze from my eyes to the ointment lid, twisted it open and smearing it on his index finger.

I looked behind for a moment as he avoids my gaze, i turned around.

He stroke the area around the hole with his palm, asking me if it hurts.

"Does ..it hurt? Mobei asked.

"How can it hurt when you haven't put the ointment.." i replied.

"Quick put it, this position isn't good for my back.." Shang Qinghua said to him.

"Y-yes, i will.." Mobei answered

With his finger suddenly thrust inside his butthole, Qinghua can only try to hold his moan and covered his face with the pillow, gripping it tightly with his nails.

"It hurts?" Mobei-Jun asked.

"Nono, continue" Shang Qinghua answered with a muffled voice.

"Please say if it hurts" Mobei said.

Compared to what you did last night, a finger is a pleasure, i thought.

This time Mobei quickly thrust his finger in and out, smearing all the ointment on his finger

"Nnghh" i let out a little moan.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

Why would he suddenly thrust in and out back and forth like that? Does he think my butthole is something to play with?

"Why did you do that..." I said in a hoarse voice, with my pillow under my face, muffling it.

"Sorry, i thought it'd be better to finish faster." He said.

"It's all done, you can put your pants back on" he said.

I turned around and laid on my back, closing both eyes with a sense of relief.

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"you know.. today is actually the death anniversary of my father" He said

"Is that so.." i said

"His death cause was the demonic energic that went out of control inside of him, like a balloon of ink about to burst, that's what they say.." Mobei explained.

"But i don't think that's the only reason.."

"What do you mean?" I asked

"He has always trained his energy flow at a young age, it's not possible for it to go out and rampage out of nowhere, the plausible cause is... Poison." He explained.

".... who do you think poisoned him?" I asked after a brief.

"Why are you not surprised?" Mobei asked.

"Poison.. is commonly used disguised as medicine, cosmetic powders, mixed with food, drinks and such. You know they poison dukes in england daily.. my pen pal was dead by poison too, his maid whom he has trusted for years poisoned him and took his mansion, land and golds." I answered.

"The one who poison my father.. i suspect it was uncle" Mobei-Jun said.

"Linguang-Jun? Why?"

"Not only is he planning to take the throne, he also envied my father since he was favored more than him, by the people and the clan."

".. yeah that makes sense, that Linguang-Jun, i knew something was off about him, but how did he manage to get hold of that poison? It was slow but sure to kill the one who consumed, disrupting the energy flow, making it hard to trace and identify the suspect"

"That.. i'm searching for information.. actually not long ago, some fishermen came and brought loads of newly shipped goods, the crate smelled oddly familiar, to the scent lingering on my father when he was dead." Mobei-Jun explained.

The room went silent.