What am I thinking when I'm cheating on the male supporting role [Transmigration Book]

Xie Duo didn't have to do this, he didn't have to be so responsible.

Han Jiao remembered that Xie Duo in the original novel was a villain who wanted to save face, and he carried his dignity until he committed suicide.

But now, the teachers of the Imperial Academy are all looking at Xie Duo, why don't they put all the blame on Han Jiao, an insignificant concubine?

The future His Royal Highness the Crown Prince should not have such a past, and the future big boss who will be so powerful until the end of his life should not have such a past.

"Is that so?" The emperor obviously felt that his son had lost face, and his gloomy gaze slowly turned to Han Jiao, as if penetrating everything, and asked Han Jiao repeatedly in a low voice: "Is that so?"

No, no, no!

Han Jiao was so confused that he almost blurted out.

Scenes of implicating his family, exile and distribution, etc., rushed into his mind like thousands of horses and horses.

This is not the time to talk about loyalty. It is insignificant for him to share the blame, but it may hurt his family.

The Emperor was still staring at him suspiciously.

Can't hesitate any longer.

Taking a deep breath, Han Jiao bent down silently, touching his head to the ground.

This is what the Ninth Prince said by default.

Lin Weng was the first to breathe a sigh of relief, and slowly closed his eyes. The tension just now made him feel dizzy at the moment, and he shook slightly, and was supported by his colleagues.

"I have wronged you." The emperor's voice lacked the slightest tone of benevolence, "Get up."

Han Jiao didn't move, he still knelt on the ground like that, his fists clenched tightly.

The emperor straightened up and leaned back in the armchair, raised his chin and ordered: "You two scholars, help up the pillars of the Great Chu Dynasty."

This forced Han Jiao to stand up.

Han Jiao didn't dare to bother the two attendants to help him, he stood up slowly and stiffly, his back still couldn't straighten up, his wide sleeves just hung forward slightly, like a phoenix with shedding hair, he was calm and unruly just now aura.

The nobles around him didn't understand what was wrong with him. When he was wronged, he looked calm and composed. Now that the prince took the initiative to bear the crime, he was devastated.

"This son of mine has been a ghost since he was a child, but it's a pity that being smart is not necessary for the righteous way, and he always likes to be lazy." The emperor said.

After all, he was the most favored prince. When the emperor set his tone, the people present were also relieved. They guessed that the Ninth Prince would be grounded for a few days at most.

However, the emperor turned his head and asked the attendant: "If this boy is in a private private school, how will the master punish him?"

The two attendants looked at each other, Lin Weng first said: "Your Highness should be punished to rewrite a Hong Fance theory."

Regarding such a light punishment suggestion, the emperor snorted, looked down at his kneeling son, and said with a sneer, "A Duo, sir, I don't want to punish you, I can only do it myself."

"Your Majesty!" Lin Weng hurriedly knelt down: "Young people are occasionally lazy and playful. I secretly thought that although Your Highness was lazy for a while, but after the incident happened, innocent people were involved, so he stood up to take responsibility without hesitation. This kind of generosity and benevolence makes the old minister admire and admire! Today's small punishment and big punishment will definitely not be committed again in the future."

Another waiter also knelt down: "Your Majesty Fu Wang, please forgive me!"

All the aristocrats in the courtyard hurriedly knelt down and begged in unison: "I hope Your Majesty will be merciful!"

Everyone prostrated themselves on the ground. Although Han Jiaoren knelt down with everyone, he had the guts to look up at the emperor's expression secretly, for fear that he would punish the Ninth Prince severely if he was still angry.

The anger on the emperor's face finally dissipated most of it.

Lin Weng's intercession was well focused, the emperor looked at his son again, and felt that this boy was indeed somewhat heroic and belonged to him.

"Your gentlemen have all interceded for you, do you still have the heart to deceive them by deceiving them?" The emperor stepped down the steps for his son.

"My son will never do it again."

"I believe you once, then listen to the master." The emperor clapped the case: "Go back and spend your time rewriting a Hong Fan policy theory. Today, I will reward you with [-] handwritings, left hand."

"His Majesty!"

"Don't say any more." The emperor interrupted others to intercede, and turned his head to signal the eunuch to invite someone to carry out the punishment.

Lin Weng saw that these twenty slaps were inevitable, so he hurriedly bid farewell to the emperor, and wanted to take a group of good men away, lest the prince be punished in public.

However, the emperor was determined to let the little prince have a good memory, and no one was allowed to leave, but they stayed together and watched Xie Duo hit the board.

Holding the ruler, the little eunuch walked up to the prince.

Xie Duo lifted up his clothes and stood up, with a calm expression, he spread his left palm towards the eunuch.

The emperor nodded.

There was a crisp "pop", and everyone in the room grinned!

"Hiss..." Xie Duo withdrew his hand abruptly and flicked it wildly, and the double image was thrown out. He lost the slightest of his calm demeanor just now. He looked sideways at the execution eunuch in disbelief, his handsome face was full of "do you want to?" Die?" four characters.

This is the end of the heroism, the Ninth Prince completely underestimated the pain of the palm.

The little eunuch was so frightened by the Ninth Prince's threatening gaze that he almost knelt down, his legs trembling and he didn't dare to hit him anymore.

"Set your hands!" Emperor Long stared.

Xie Duo squeezed his fist, trying to suppress the burning pain in his palm, but he didn't expect it to hurt even more, so he could only smash the jar, spread his hand, and looked angrily at the execution eunuch.

Unsurprisingly, the second board was merciful, and the voice didn't sound as scary as before.

"If you beat him lightly, it doesn't matter." The emperor looked at the execution eunuch: "If you want him to suffer more, you just keep beating him like this. I forgive you if you are not guilty, but I will watch you beat me if you are not guilty. sunset."

Xie Duo's fair face gradually turned red, and the words "I want to go back and tell the queen" were written all over his face.

The little eunuch got the order from the Holy Majesty, so he could only bite the bullet and greet the Ninth Prince fiercely.

After ten boards down, the palm is already full of blood spots, and after two boards, the skin is broken.

The fine sweat on Xie Duo's forehead proliferated visibly, ran across his cheeks, and gathered into a big drop on the tip of his chin.

He was no longer in the mood to stare at the eunuch, and was trying his best to endure the pain.

Han Jiao behind him had a similar painful expression.

Watching the Ninth Prince's back, Han Jiao was sweating profusely. After all, half of the board was his fault. Every time the board went down, he trembled slightly, and his clenched fists almost broke his palms.

It seems that after a century, the board is finished.

Xie Duo's left hand hung down, a few drops of blood dripped down his fingertips, staining his wide azure sleeves and hem.

"Send him to the imperial hospital for medicine." The emperor tilted his head to remind the eunuch: "Don't tell the queen."

Xie Duo saluted his father, turned around——

Han Jiao lowered his gaze immediately, his face paler than Xie Duo's.

Xie Duo's gaze seems to have swept away among the aristocrats, the eunuch at the side wanted to help, but he swung him away, quickly walked around the crowd as if angry, and walked out of the courtyard gate.

"Han Jiao." The emperor said suddenly.

Han Jiao looked up at the emperor blankly as if his soul had been taken away.

A Shu Jishi next to him elbowed him, and he regained his senses.

"The minister is here."

"Write an article on the strategy of attack and hand it to me within three days. I love to read what you write."

Han Jiao even forgot to be modest, and raised his hand blankly to salute: "I obey the order."

The fact that the Ninth Prince stepped forward to excuse Han Jiao spread throughout the Imperial Academy in an instant.

After work was over, three or five colleagues gathered around Han Jiao and invited him to a drink, including a defector who was the number one scholar.

Seeing that he still didn't respond as if he was out of his body, someone laughed and said: "Xiang Xiaobai is facing the saint for the first time today, and his heart is inevitably surging. I am afraid that he has no intention of enjoying the honor and drinking with me. Let's meet again at another day."

The crowd dispersed noisily, and Han Jiao was still in a trance.

The legendary companion is like a companion to a tiger. If you don't experience it yourself, you don't know what the real stamina is.

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Xiaobai: The big boss is too loyal, I want to cover him.