Orange

Orange - a very hot color, though giving the sensation of heat, orange is not as aggressive as red.

--- Associated with : Joy, sunshine, fascination, happiness, attraction, success, encouragement. 

Second Color - Orange

The sound of the birds chirping loudly had called Lu Cang from his dream world.

Letting out a low complaint, he slowly tried to open his eyes, yet, being greeted directly by the sunlight had caused him to rapidly close his eyes again.

Judging from the dazzling to the point of blinding radiance, it might be already eight or nine o'clock, yet Lu Cang had no way to get up. His body was still awfully tired. ---Last night, Jing had demanded for another two to three rounds of intercourse despite their vigorous lovemaking during the daylight.

"If you are still sleepy then just back to sleep. No need to force yourself to get up. After all, we only will go sightseeing for the whole day. Nothing urgent......" Jing pulled him closer to him. Their naked bodies were pratically glued to each other from last night's lustful residue.

His tired and lack of strength body, doubled with Jing's gentle caress on his back, Lu Cang almost purred like a cat from the comfortable treatment, little by little, he drifted back to his dream world.

At the time when he was fully awake, the sun was already high above the crown of a man. Jing was already freshened up and waiting for him to wake up with a set of lunches ready on the table.

"Good morning!"

Lu Cang rolled his eyes. Obviously Jing only wanted to ridicule him for waking up so late in the afternoon. But whose fault was it in the first place? If it was not for Jing who drained him to the last burst of his energy, Lu Cang wouldn't end up as powerless.

Sighing while dragging his aching like hell body to get up, he was a bit surprised to see a bath tub filled with warm water was already placed in the room, saved him the time to go down by himself to bathe in the inn's bathroom.

"I asked the servant to bring the water here. Go, wash yourself. After this breakfast and lunch altogether, we will go to the lake."

"Jing, you......"

"What?"

Lu Cang swallowed back his words. Initially, Lu Cang wanted to say that Jing sounded so much like a nagging housewife, or a fussy mother, but from Jing's eyes, a flash of mischievous gleam made him wisely stop himself from saying unnecessary comments, else, he would suffer from his own words.

"No. Nothing. Thank you for the kindness, Your Majesty."

"No need to be so polite, it is my job as a good husband when my good-for-nothing wife couldn't even get up in the morning!"

Lu Cang almost vomitted blood from Jing's shameless words.

Grumbling to himself, he wrapped his naked body with the quilt before going to the bath.

"Aiyaaa...... No need to cover yourself like a shy virgin ma. Which part of you haven't I seen yet......" A pillow flew to Jing's direction before Jing could finish his teasing words. Laughing loudly, Jing without much effort caught the pillow and threw it back at Lu Cang whose face flushed to crimson red from both anger and shame.

"Fuck you!"

"No. It is me who fucked you!"

"Go die!"

"We'll die together."

"Go die by yourself!"

"No way! I certainly will bring you with me even to the afterlife."

"Who wants to be with you in the Netherworld?"

"You!"

"Only a foolish ghost would want to be with you!"

"Yes, there is one here!"

Couldn't find another offensive word, Lu Cang just clenched his fist and gritted his teeth while stomping towards the bath.

From his back he could hear Jing laughing triumphantly. In spite of his angry state, he couldn't help but draw a smile on his face from hearing Jing's pleasant laughter.

"Do you want me to wash your back?" All of a sudden, didn't know how or when, Jing already stood behind him and whispered into his sensitive ear.

Startled, Lu Cang shuddered from the warm and fragrant breath......

Before Lu Cang could say anything for the reply, Jing already rolled his sleeve and began to rub Lu Cang's back. --- Jing knew that Lu Cang loved to have his back rubbed. Every time he did this, Lu Cang would practically let out his low groan out from the comfort.

"Feels good?" From his back, Jing's hands were lingering on his shoulders for a while, massaging the strong and broad shoulders, then slid down to Lu Cang's chest, to play with the small hills.

"What the hell do you think you are doing? I can wash the front by myself."

"I just wanted to make sure whether you have properly washed them or not....."

"No need!"

Lu Cang harsly brushed away Jing's hands from his chest, but instead of pulling away, that pair of white as snow slender hands were coiling on Lu Cang's neck, and the owner of those sinful hands just leisurely rest his chin on Lu Cang's shoulder.

"Xiao Cang, quickly finish your bath. Otherwise, I will eat you instead of the meal."

"And how should I finish my bath when you purposely came to annoy me?" Ignoring Jing's naughty tone, Lu Cang irritatedly turned his head to throw a stern glance at Jing.

Not at all intimidated, Jing made use of this moment to catch Lu Cang's lips into a lingering deep kiss.

------

"Never had thought, it would be this late for us to come out of our room."

This time, Lu Cang didn't bother himself to retort at Jing's careless remark.

Curling his lips to express his dissatisfaction, Lu Cang wordlessly walked by his male lover's side.

After that passionate kiss, there was no need to say what Jing did to his still worn out body next. He only stopped his molestation when Lu Cang's stomach sent out a growling voice --- it was way pass the lunch hour after all.

"Say, Xiao Cang. We have been travelling south for quite a while, but this place is really uneventful. There is no mountain bandit kidnapping women or such spectacular event around this area...... Aii......" Jing heaved a long sigh.

"Isn't it good for you? You are the Emperor and yet you wish for your people to be suffering? What a virtuous and benevolent Emperor!"

"Forget it, you won't understand after all......"

"What? What is it that I won't understand?" Lu Cang refused to be taken lightly. In a challenging manner he raised his chin and gave Jing a sideways glance.

"You won't understand the thrill of facing a bandit. Oh, you were a bandit."

Lu Cang was about to open his mouth to brag about the many villains he had defeated back when he was still a bandit King in Mount Lu Cang, but stopped himself when his sharp senses of hearing heard a soft groan from behind a big tree.

---Apparently Jing also heard it. He frowned slightly, but his eyes clearly brightened up as if he had found an amusing thing to play with.

Cautiously they walked to the tree to check the source of the sound.

Both of them were frowning at once upon the horrible sight before their eyes:

A man in his late forty was lying on the ground. His whole body was covered by blood, obviously it was his own blood since Lu Cang's keen eyes could see some of the wounds were still bleeding. Looking at the wounds, it was crystal clear that they were cut open by blades or swords, and judging from the wounds depth and length, there were more than one type of weaponry involved. ---This kind of sight was nothing frightening for them, both of them were used to the sight of bloody scenes after all.

Calmly, Lu Cang examined his wounds while Jing only slightly frowned, ---He was unhappy to see Lu Cang touching other people, but what's there to be done, this man was severly wounded, and he himself refused to dirty his hands with some random unworthy man's blood.

"There is no internal wound, only physical wounds, but the loss of blood may cost him his life." Lu Cang locked several points on the man's body to stop the blood from spilling more.

The man's breathing was very shallow, it seemed like his life only hung on a thin thread.

"Just leave him! This man is beyond help after all."

Lu Cang shrugged his shoulders and stood up. "Well, he might be attacked by bandits. Didn't you wish to meet one?" At this very moment, the phrase 'be careful for what you wish for' was exactly the line that should be said to Jing's face.

"This is not the bandit. This is the victim."

"Don't you want to check around the area? Maybe we will meet one or two?"

Jing couldn't help but get his interest piqued. His face brightened up all of a sudden. "What kind of disguise should we use?"

Lu Cang threw his glance at the dying man under their feet, --- They were chatting without minding a dying man under their feet as if that man's life or death was for faith to decide, had nothing to do with them at all.

"He doesn't seem to be from a wealthy family." Upon his own words, Lu Cang once again squatted on his heels. His hand was on a weird pattern embroirdered on that man's chest. A deep frown formed on his handsome face. "Jing, do you know this pattern?"

Seeing Lu Cang had become so curious, Jing couldn't help but squat down as well. Examining for quite a while, he still couldn't remember what kind of pattern it was. It was not of any flowers or any animal's shape.

"No. Never see this kind of weird pattern before."

"Jing, seems like this is not your usual bandit. See, the wounds from this sword cut all have the same depth. And all of the wounds are on the vital vein. Though the weapons were of different types, but all have the same depth and length. The objective of the attack is not a direct death, rather......." Lu Cang paused for a moment, then softly continued, "To torture him and let him die slowly from the loss of blood. In short, a very highly skilled kungfu master."

Jing had never doubted his own ability. So far, he had never suffered even a single defeat. Lu Cang's skill also not to be worried. He was the top one hundred of the heroes of the world after all.

However, the vicious way of this peculiar bandit was what caught Jing's attention. Normally, bandits would only rob the victim's possessions then whether killed them or let them go, never before had he heard of any bandit who would specifically torture his victim, to a slow death nonetheless.

A slight ominous feeling slipped into Jing's heart.

"Forget it! Why should we take the trouble for a total stranger. It was not like he is our uncle or whatsoever so we need to avenge him. Let's go."

In his final analysis, it was better for him to listen to his heart over his curiosity. Deep in his heart, he instinctively felt that poking their nose further into this stranger's matter would only bring uninvited trouble upon them.

"Alright."

Though felt a bit compassion for this poor man, after all, this was a total stranger for both of them. There was no need for them to take the pain. He only could silently wish that someone kind enough would find his dead body after his death and properly bury him. For now, since he was not dead yet, Lu Cang couldn't bury him just yet.

Helplessly heaved a long sigh, Lu Cang was about to stand up when all of a sudden the dying man grabbed his hand in his seemingly final struggle.

"Your Higness......Finally, I find you....."

Continue to the Third Color....