"You were moving a lot," a nibble on his ear, "Had a good dream?"

He nodded and heard soft laughter against his neck. A light lick against his nape made his body shiver. Hand moved down his bare stomach and wrapped around his member. He felt kisses down his neck and shoulder, before breathing against his cheek.

"Ah Li," he moaned moving his hips upwards into the fists and backwards, rubbing against the hardness of his lover\'s.

"Part your legs," husky voice whispered and he did as he was told.

He felt Wang Li\'s penis pressed underneath his and the king closed his legs once more, leaving his thighs to straddle his husband\'s hard cock. Looking at it, Ying Yue felt even more aroused from seeing their private together. The Ghost King thrust against him as his fist made sure they were connected. Panting out from the movement, the blonde bit his lip when he felt fingers from the other hand rubbed and tweaked his nipple.

"Ah Li," he lifted his arm behind him and pressed his lips on the king\'s.

Wang Li tightened his hold and thrust harder, making them pant into one another\'s mouth until they came. The grip on his husband\'s hair tightened as Ying Yue felt the onslaught of pleasure at the back of his eyes. A hard pinch to his nipple and a bite to his lip had the blonde coming in hot shivers. Panting out and moaning, Ying Yue reached down to wrap his palm around his lover\'s large hand, still fisting him dry.

"Please," he whispered and Wang Li came, nibbling at the tip of his ear with strong balls smacking his ass.

Letting out a pleased laugh, he kissed the king once more before reaching for the handkerchief- white because he was too embarrassed to see the aftermath on it.

He wiped the cum from his stomach and his husband\'s hand, which the man always looked at him amused, before wiping their cocks. When he was done, he cuddled up to the king and sighed. The rubbing against his back was lulling him back to sleep, but there was a knock on their door.

"I apologize for interrupting," Yun spoke quietly, "When you are ready, I shall be in my room, my king."

As the footsteps walked away, he looked at Wang Li.

"You are still tired," his husband said, "Go back to sleep."

"No," the blonde shook his head and smiled, "I should get up and meditate," he sat up with excitement, "I feel close to opening up my channels fully."

"Already?" Wang Li questioned softly.

"Yes!" Ying Yue laughed happily as he got dressed, "I\'ll join Snow after meditating, but I shall join you soon. Isn\'t that great?"

The king watched how happy his wife was and he smiled back, with only the tail end of blonde hair and a kiss from Ying Yue left. Closing his eyes, he let out a sigh and got up as well. Dressing and leaving the room, he walked over to Yun\'s quarter on the other side of her sisters.

"My king," she greeted and stepped to the side as he entered, "Come, sit."

She sat with her king and poured him a cup of medicinal tea. Her purple eyes took in the darkness under those silver eyes, the paleness, and the breaking of the scar. She narrowed her eyes as she placed her cup down.

"You are pushing it," she stated with a frown, "You know the consequence."

"I know," his eyes looked to hers, slowly and lazily, "I am not a child anymore."

"And yet you act like one still," she watched him let out a soft laugh before grabbing onto his left eye.

Purple eyes widening, she went to her table to grab the ointment. Eyes searching his face, Wang Li slowly pulled his hand away with a wince. She grabbed his chin and saw the crease of pale skin as blood began to pool at the surface. Quickly dabbing her fingers with the ointment, she pressed it onto the wound. She saw the wince from the man but ignored it in favor of healing the scar.

"What have you been doing?" She reprimanded upset, "Tell me."

"I will be with him, auntie," he said softly.

"Stupid boy," she huffed pressing her fingers a little harder to see him wince, "Why must you defy the Heavens?! You already know the results, and yet you still push. Stubborn," she mumbled.

"He will remember soon," he closed his eyes, "When he does, I want to be ready."

"Ready for what?" She pulled her fingers back and covered the medicine, "What are you doing to yourself, nephew?" She looked at him hard, "The weather is slowly changing."

"Hm," he sounded, "Thank you auntie," he stood up and headed to the door, "I will be in the study."

She watched the Ghost King leave and closed her door. Hands fisting, she shut her eyes and took a few deep breaths. The king was still young, stubborn, even after all these years.

"When will you learn little nephew," she sighed, "The will of Heavens is strong, even you cannot go against it."

An image of a screaming Wang Li with blood dripping from his face would always be stuck to the back of her mind, along with the excruciating pain she felt. Running her fingers over the wrap around her neck, she stood up to put the ointment back in her place.

"Wang Li," she whispered, "When will you be at peace?"

==

Ying Yue felt exhilarated from his practice. The sword in his hands had became lighter or he had become stronger, maybe both. His footwork was not as sloppy as before from all the times he had practiced and watched his lover. Letting out a sigh, he wiped his sleeve on his face to catch the sweat dripping down. Looking over, he saw Chu and Hien slow their playing of their bamboo flute.

\'Maybe having them play their music helped me get stronger,\' he thought with a smile, walking over to the girls.

"Ah Chu, Ah Hien," he grinned, "Do you all know how to play a musical instrument?"

"Ah Shen does as well," the brunette smiled, "He has not played in a long time."

"Oh?" Ying Yue nodded in interest, "I will ask him what he plays."

"We will be having a celebration in the village," Chu looked at her sister, "In four nights?"

"Yes," Hien nodded, "We play every year. They enjoy it very much."

"Really?!" The blonde was excited, "Does Ah Li also play?"

Both females looked at one another with worry and sadness, making Ying Yue\'s excitement dropped.

"He did," the brunette offered an apologetic smile, "It had been before."

\'Before Sheng Shui left…\' his mind provided and he felt his heart get cold.

Shaking his head, he smiled at the twins.

"Is there any unused instrument?" He asked and the sisters blinked their purple eyes at him confused.

"Why?" Chu asked bluntly, "You want to play?"

He nodded and they looked at one another again. Green eyes watched as facial twitches were seen on both female\'s faces.

"There are none," the blue haired female provided, "My apologies, Sir Yue."

The blonde sighed and waved his hand, gesturing that it was okay. Bidding them farewell, he headed to the library. Maybe meditating will ease his mind from what he was just told. He saw the door open to the study and glanced inside. His green eyes widened before they softened, taking in the sleeping figure. Walking in quietly, he walked around the floor table and saw the beauty before him.

Wang Li was asleep, head on the table and a hand on the same sixth page of his first wife\'s journal. He noted the sheen over the mark under closed eyes and wondered if that was to help heal it. Ying Yue placed his head on the table as well and watched the man, his lover, his husband sleep.

"Ah Li," he whispered, "Will you ever love me the way you love him?"