God became the villain's little ancestor

Chapter 5

"Forgive me?" Ying Huo seemed to have heard some joke, with a leisurely tone, "Why don't you let me see how Lord Zhen Guo disciplines his daughter."

Who knows what you want to see?
Duke Zhen was in a dilemma, so at the right time, Qian Lai said, "Well, I can answer this question. Chu Qianxuan is the next one to make a mistake. If you hit a hundred boards, it will be fine."

Chu Qianxuan looked at her suddenly, the insidiousness in his eyes could hardly be concealed.

"Look at what I'm doing?" Qian Lai said with an innocent face, "I'm pleading for you, you see you wanted me to die just now, now it's only a hundred boards, how kind I am."

Kind……

Chu Qianxuan almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

How did she have the face to say that?
A hundred boards down, Chu Qianxuan will definitely not die or be disabled.

"In this case, let's start." Yinghuo had no objection.

...

However, in just half an hour, the scene of the mourning hall, which was filled with gloom, changed, and there was the dull sound of planks falling on the flesh, as well as bursts of screams like killing a pig.

"what--!!"

The emperor gave the order, and the subordinates dared not keep their hands. Chu Qianxuan was beaten until his face was distorted.

However, Qian Lai was still sitting in front of her, eating melon seeds and watching a play.

"Ai, did you not eat, why are your hands sore?"

"Work harder, I'll give you extra meals tomorrow."

"Yes, that's it."

Qian Lai is willing to sacrifice a little sleep time to watch a play if she can see someone's miserable condition.

Duke Zhen couldn't bear to see this, and was sent back by Qian Lai, and now they are the only ones here.

"Chu Qianxuan, why didn't you bark?"

Gritting his teeth tightly, Chu Qianxuan looked at her resentfully, his face was pale, and her hair was wet with sweat.

It's only a hundred boards... As long as she survives, Chu Qianlai must be killed!
"Tsk, it's boring." Qian Lai threw away the melon seeds in a boring manner, clapped his hands and left, "Come on, don't cover up, this is a serious crime of deceiving the emperor."

In fact, if she didn't say this, the servants would know it too.

Who dares to shelter at the feet of the emperor?
...

Qian Lai fell asleep after returning to the room.

When she was in Yujing on weekdays, Qian Lai basically slept in her own hall, never seeing anyone, and would beat her out if she dared to break in.

Gradually, word spread among the new gods and old gods that there is a god in Yujing who loves to sleep late and has a bad temper.

"Qian Lai, why are you still sleeping?!"

Qian Lai, who had just woken up, was struck by an extremely angry voice.

Depressedly, she picked up the pillow and buried her head.

"Mingjun!! Why is it you again!"

Ming Jun, the God of Wealth, nicknamed Yujing Housekeeper, manages the bills on weekdays, but what is common in the God Realm is not jade and money, but merit.

Qian Lai has been slacking off for so many years that the merits she owes can be used to run a small world.

"Are you embarrassed to say it? If you earnestly fulfill your wish, I won't come to block you!"

Ming Jun sneered at her villain's first complaint.

Qian Lai had a bad attitude: "Why am I not serious? Well... so are you okay? I still have to take a nap."

Ming Jun had already given up on her treatment.

"That's right, there's something wrong with the world you're in, and a very dangerous human appeared in it, so I hope you can solve this trouble by the way."

Qian Lai closed her eyes and lay down on the corpse.

"It's none of my business, I'm only responsible for fulfilling the prayer."

(End of this chapter)