Fast-traveling female supporting role specializes in all kinds of dissatisfaction

Chapter 660 Becoming the King of the Sea in the World of Female Venerables 27
"Tsk tsk, you had something to say before, so don't hold back now."

"My Highness has let you 'get your wish', why don't you want to?"

"If you want me to say, this person is cheap."

"You...you!"

Situ Yan was about to faint from anger.

He couldn't help looking at Nan Zhi, pointing at those sluts talking nonsense, and questioning her: "You just let them say that about me?!"

Nan Zhi showed a dazed expression: "What they said is true, you really said that."

"I used to think that you didn't plan for anything, but I didn't expect that you were planning for my position as the head of the empress's mansion!"

She looked at him with distaste, as if she had paid for it infatuatedly.

Situ Yan's breath stuck in his throat.

Seeing that he was so angry that he couldn't say a word, Nan Zhi waved his hand, and the scene immediately fell silent.

Just as Situ Yan raised his hopes, he saw Nan Zhi waving to the maid behind him,
"Come on, go to the house!"

Situ Yan immediately took a deep breath and widened his eyes: "Nanzhi, how dare you!"

Nan Zhi gave him a cool look: "You, a male pet, call me by my name, you should be punished!"

Just as Nanzhi spoke, the two women behind Granny Li had already stepped forward to hold Situ Yan down. No matter how hard he struggled, he finally landed on his knees.

He raised his head angrily, and the servant called him in a low voice: "Young master."

Situ Yan didn't know what he thought of, the hatred on his face twisted for a moment, and then disappeared.

At the moment before the family law fell on him, he struggled a few times, and looked at Nan Zhi injured: "Zhier...Zhier, I was wrong, don't treat me like this, okay?"

"I'm moving, I'm going to move out of here immediately, and I'll listen to you from now on, okay?"

The moment the words fell, there was a "snap", and the whip actually fell on his back.

"what……"

He cried out in pain, tears came out of pain.

Distorted hatred flashed across his face, and he looked at Nan Zhi with tears in his eyes.

Another "pop".

Now, his face and lips turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said two words with difficulty: "Zhi'er..."

Nan Zhi had already sat on the chair brought by a considerate and considerate handsome man.

At this moment, just as he wanted to see Situ Yan's distress, the men who were afraid of her softening rushed up one by one.

"Oh, Your Highness! Are you tired? Let me squeeze your legs for you!"

"I squeeze my arm for Your Highness!"

"I'll squeeze His Highness's shoulders and back to relax!"

The one who said to pinch his shoulders and beat his back directly covered Nan Zhi's eyes, then leaned into his ear and said warmly:
"Your Highness, I'm here to massage your temples to relieve your fatigue. Your Highness can just close your eyes and enjoy it."

Don't say it, it sounds really nice.

Nan Zhi didn't open her eyes, enjoying all the services.

While Situ Yan was being whipped, he saw several men surrounding Nan Zhi, each with an arm and a leg.

Two more got fans from nowhere to fan her, and another got some snacks from nowhere...

No one is idle anyway.

Nan Zhi enjoys it openly and aboveboard in front of her, regardless of his life or death!
Thinking about it this way, Situ Yan felt the blood rushing up in his throat, and it was fishy and sweet.

Finally, when the ninth whip fell, he vomited a mouthful of blood all at once, and his body was on the verge of falling.

When the boy saw it, he immediately shouted: "Stop! Stop! My son is vomiting blood from you!"

"Nan...Your Highness, even if you are an empress dowager, you can't treat my son like this!"

(End of this chapter)