Your Majesty, the National Teacher is in a bad mood today

There are many maids in the gorgeous palace who are busy in and out.

Ye Tang was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, dressed in a gorgeous phoenix crown and Xiapei, and two court ladies were dressing him up.

But no matter from his handsome face or figure, he was a man, but he was wearing a woman's wedding dress.

Ye Tang looked at himself in the bronze mirror with a numb expression.

Over the years, his hands have already been stained with blood. It stands to reason that no matter what happens, he should have no waves in his heart. Why is his heart throbbing with dull pain at this moment.

He did not expect that Han Jin could humiliate him so far.

"Your Majesty." The maid next to her suddenly panicked.

Ye Tang saw Han Jin standing behind him through the bronze mirror.

Dressed in black robes, with a straight figure, those deep eyes slowly raised up, just in time to meet Ye Tang in the mirror.

Han Jin waved away all the maids, then slowly came to Ye Tang's side, reached out to hug Ye Tang, and let him sit on his lap.

"Is the national teacher satisfied with his appearance today?" Han Jin put his knuckle fingers around Ye Tang's waist and kneaded it gently.

Ye Tang didn't speak, but stared at Han Jin closely with a pair of light-colored pupils, with obvious forbearance, anger and disgust that couldn't be ignored.

Han Jin didn't care about these emotions, and just smiled lightly.

"I forgot. I tapped the dumb acupoint of the national teacher. I can't speak at the moment, so don't force it, so as not to hurt my throat."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Tang clenched his teeth, probably because he hurt his internal organs by forcefully speaking, his complexion changed immediately, a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, and the corners of his mouth suddenly overflowed with blood.

Han Jin looked at the bright red blood and clicked his tongue: "The national teacher doesn't have a long memory anymore."

After finishing speaking, Han Jin lifted him up violently, pressed him on the dressing table, and stretched out his hand to grab his neck.

"Ye Lingshuang, whether you like it or not, from now on, you are worthy to be the plaything of my love. You have no choice but to be played with by me day and night until you die!" Han Jin sneered, pointing his finger Gradually tighten.

Ye Tang propped his hands on the dressing table, looked at Han Jin with difficulty, and opened his mouth.

He couldn't make a sound, but Han Jin understood the shape of his mouth.

kill me……

"You have a good idea!" Han Jin snorted mockingly, and the movements of his hands became more and more fierce.

"Ye Guoshi is really smart and strategic. He is a patriot who protects the country. In fact, what you want is to steal the country. When you have played with me in the palm of your hand for so many years, why didn't you expect to have today?!"

Ye Tang was already speechless, and could only grit his teeth and look at Han Jin, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

The moment Ye Tang thought he was about to suffocate, Han Jin let go.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die until I've played enough." Han Jin sneered.

Ye Tang didn't look at Han Jin anymore, but stood slowly while supporting the dressing table, with his eyes hanging down.

"I will take the national teacher to a good place again." Han Jin suddenly grabbed Ye Tang's hand again, and led him out.

Ye Tang's footsteps were a little unsteady, and Han Jin ignored him and just walked on his own.

He brought Ye Tang all the way to the dungeon.

The light in the dungeon was poor, and there was a bloody smell everywhere, as well as a rotten musty smell, which made Ye Tang frown uncontrollably.

"Hurry up, does the national teacher want me to carry you there?" Han Jin, who was walking in front, looked back at Ye Tang and sneered coldly.