The Mad King's Heir

The past version of himself wrapped his hand around Li Jun’s cock and stroked while matching his rhythm. Gasps, pants and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room making Yu Wen’s ears burn.

Yu Wen seemed unable to bear it anymore. He swapped positions, flipping them both over. He rolled Li Jun on his back without pulling out. He began to thrust, long and brutal strokes like a beast finally unleashed from its chains.

The aphrodisiac was clearly still in his system. His movements were chaotic and unrestrained. Li Jun bit down on Yu Wen’s shoulder, his teeth sinking into flesh. Yu Wen groaned, the sound guttural.

He stroked Li Jun’s cock dripping with precum while thrusting hard into his guts. Unable to bear such stimulation, Li Jun convulsed the pitch of his cries getting higher.

He shot streaks of cum across his stomach and chest in pulses, his mouth open in a silent cry. Such a lewd and seductive scene sent the watching Yu Wen over the edge. He wanted Li Jun. He wanted Li Jun back in his grasp.

His breathing heavy, he watched enviously as his past self thrust long and hard before his muscles locked and his jaw clenched. With a beastly cry, he shot his load into the condom before collapsing, his weight pressing Li Jun into the couch cushion.

For what felt like an eternity, they lay there catching their breath. Li Jun’s fingers were resting at the back of his head, playfully twirling his sweat-damp strands as he said, "We are going to regret this."

Yu Wen who was still not satiated responded with a kiss on Li Jun’s chin. He trailed upwards and kissed the corner of his lips, then his mouth. The kisses started gentle and tender but not for long.

Li Jun seemed not to have had enough either. He gripped Yu Wen’s hair his tongue invading his mouth. He thought Yu Wen wouldn’t get hard again but he was wrong. The cock was wide awake and already grinding up against him. The kiss was an accelerant, aggravating the flames.

Yu Wen coaxed a second round out of him and this time, they were standing while facing the camera directly as though putting on a show for someone.

He watched himself thrust with such ferocious intensity, well, that was until he noticed something. He leaned forward and paused the footage before zooming in. He was looking at the scar on Li Jun’s abdomen.

He took screenshots before advancing the recording frame by frame. On Li Jun’s back, he saw the same scars he had seen a few minutes before they slept together. When the angle shifted during a particularly violent thrust making them more visible, he took screenshots of it.

Without any hesitation, he imported them into an analysis software. He wanted to compare the scars to the documented photographs taken by the imperial guards as part of the prison records. These scars had to be documented as Li Jun’s distinct features.

He logged into the inmate system and found Li Jun’s records. Others didn’t have access to them but he did. Side by side the looked identical. At a glance, one would think they were the same lengths and jagged shapes but when he ran them through the software, the results were a huge contrast.

The abdominal scar was slightly off by two degrees. The one on his back that should have a unique vascular-like spread that diverged in three places, didn’t match. It was the same for the scar with jagged edges. Even his height, the software flagged it.

Yu Wen couldn’t contain his smile. This was the confirmation he was waiting for. By the time this inspection happened, Li Jun had already been swapped with a lookalike.

He was right, Li Jun had swapped places with his replacement. As for his conversation with Luca, the exchange with his uncle and the words he spoke to the imperial Council, they were all his words.

He was speaking through his lookalike. The lookalike was like a puppet in his hands bearing his face and mannerisms to fool the audience but Yu Wen didn’t know that.

All he knew was that Li Jun was alive somewhere and he was going to find him. No matter how long it took him, he was going to find him and settle score.

Just then a screen popped up in front of him. It was a message for him. There was only one person who had the guts to send him messages this way and that was Draco.

Li Jun had nothing to do with your father’s death_

The message disappeared and another popped up in its place.

Let him rest in peace_

Yu Wen snorted coldly. Now that he knew the truth, he saw through Draco’s act. If there was anyone in this world who could find Li Jun, it would be him.

Draco was afraid of exactly that which was why he sent him this message. Yu Wen didn’t even feel like responding to him and it seemed Draco wasn’t expecting him to.

Suddenly a video appeared on the screen. He pressed play wondering what the hell Draco had sent. Was it some sort of threat or a weak attempt at blackmail? When it started playing Yu Wen didn’t understand what was going on. The video was a little grainy and slightly damaged.

A few minutes in, his blood flowed backwards the second he realised what this was. The time stamp and date said it all. It was a video of the day his father died.

That day he had come to the imperial palace under Li Yu’s invitation. They weren’t close at all but she lured him in using the secret ancient mech displays belonging to the kings and queens in the past.

Being so mech-obsessed he accepted the invitation. But when he arrived, Xiu Ying asked if he had come with his father. Yu Wen thought his father was on a month-long mission so how could he be in the palace? Xiu Ying pointed in the direction of the divine temple.

With her permission, Yu Wen went to find his father but the temple was empty. Confused, he looked around and spotted a secret entrance behind the altar. He walked down the narrow stone stairs and the hatch closed behind him. There was no other way to go but forward.