My Empress is My Bad Girl

Liu Dequan sneered: "The eunuch, someone has to do it."

"Master, you have harmed me all my life. I am just trying to get some justice from you. Don't blame me."

Liu Dequan sat back on the chair, sighed and said: "Little Weizi, I am an **** just like you. I have been in the palace since I was eight, and I have been doing the dirtiest and most tiring work for five years. Bucket. Can you imagine how hard I have suffered? Later, Empress Zhongli gave me the opportunity to choose me to serve the prince. With my own efforts, I became the **** who accompanied the prince step by step. The prince became the eunuch, and I became a big man Manager. But do you think that I, the chief manager, fell from the sky? King Cheng rebelled, how many beatings I suffered, don't you know?"

He closed his eyes and said in a low voice: "But as for your little Weizi, you entered the palace at the age of sixteen, and I took care of him. What I did was to serve the master. Although I was strict with you, it was for your good. You. It's nothing to be beaten in front of me, but if you make a mistake in front of the master, you will lose your head."

Wei Yi sneered: "How many whips have you dipped on me in the past ten years? My old wounds are a lot of new injuries. Where is a good place on my body? Is it because you are good to me?"

"Since ancient times, you can't be a talent if you don't fight. I really treat you as an apprentice and a son, so I can teach you."

"It's ridiculous, right or wrong, it's not up to you to say with one mouth." Wei Yi was full of resentment. "You hit my board, I remember it all in my heart. Every time I get hit, I swear in my heart that one day, I will Step on you, get these boards and whips back one by one! Without this idea, I wouldn't be able to survive today!"

Liu Dequan laughed, his voice full of self-deprecating.

"It turns out that I have raised a white-eyed wolf these years." He sighed, pinched a pinch of salt in both hands, and gently sprinkled it on the wound on his knee. "Little Weizi, let's be a student. I will ask you a few questions, if you can answer well, I will leave you a whole body."

As he said, he picked up a small sharp knife from a row of tools on the table and showed it to Wei Yi as if showing off, "Little Weizi, do you know what this is?"

Wei Yi saw the small knife in his hand clearly, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Liu Dequan showed a reminiscence on his face and smiled: "This knife was left by the master when I was learning crafts from the master. Don’t look at this knife, but it’s very sharp, on your skin. Cut a thousand pieces of meat, you can still live."

He took the blade and made a light stroke on Wei Yi's belly.

The blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, leaving only a thin wound that was almost invisible.

Wei Yi shivered all over.

His voice was crying: "Master, Master, you...what are you going to do?"

"Isn't what I said clearly enough? Little Weizi, don't move, my craft has been useless for many years, and it's regressed. If I cut the flesh thicker, it won't be enough for a thousand dollars." Liu Dequan With an extremely serious expression, "I am not you. I always respect the master. I will do whatever the master tells me to do. I will never forget the craftsmanship the master teaches me."

He is like treating the most precious gem in the world, carefully carving it with a knife, carefully cutting off a piece of skin as thin as a cicada's wing.

Wei Yi shook like chaff.