Emperor student

Yin Ning was in distress, and nodded with a forced smile.

King Saibei's heart was filled with love, and he just wanted to spend some more time with him, but someone outside the palace came to report: "Your Majesty, General Lu is asking to see you."

This crisp man's voice is very familiar. Although Yin Ning has never seen his appearance, he is no stranger to his voice.

He and King Saibei didn't like people around, and generally no one was left to serve in the palace.

And as newlyweds, although the big gift is not completed, they are more like glue than others.No one in the royal city dared to disturb the good affairs of King Saibei and his concubine, except this man.

However, Yin Ning expected that he also had a sense of propriety, and would only disturb him when there was an urgent matter that had to be dealt with by King Saibei.

Sure enough, when King Saibei heard the voice coming from the crack of the door, his complexion suddenly became ugly.

"Go quickly." Yin Ning hurriedly took his hand, and persuaded him with kind words, "A good man has lofty aspirations, so it's nothing to be confined to the tent and enjoy this idea."

King Saibei looked at Yin Ning silently for a while, which made him a little uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" Yin Ning asked with hairs on his back.

King Saibei shook his head silently, and stretched out his hand to smooth Yin Ning's long hair on the sideburns: "It's okay, then I'll come as soon as I go."

Not long after he left, A Feng sneaked out from the door.

"Master."

When he came in, Yin Ning was holding his hands behind his head, tightly rolled up in the quilt from neck to heel, leaning on the bed with hair in a daze.

The face is still clean, the mouth is a little swollen, but there are no traces of being beaten.

Maybe it was hurt somewhere you couldn't see.

The hall was warm, but Ah Feng shivered heavily when he thought of this.

When Yin Ning heard A Feng calling him, he lazily replied: "Yes."

Then seeing Ah Feng's red eye circles, he was startled: "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

A Feng pretended not to know, pretended to be stupid and said in a daze: "What's wrong, young master, I just came back from outside, but it's too cold."

The implication is that Yin Ning wants Yin Ning to think that his eyes are blown like this by the cold wind.

But Yin Ning is not a fool, he took a fixed look at him and asked, "Who bullied you?"

His tone was sharp and tough, not like a gentle and refined little scholar at all.

Ah Feng originally wanted to say that no one bullied him, but he was young after all, how could he bear this situation, so he cried after saying a few words.

A Feng knew Yin Ning very well. Compared with the pain of flesh and blood, the fact of being humiliated by others would make Yin Ning more uncomfortable.

It's fine if he can't help the young master out of the sea of ​​suffering, he shouldn't be crying and crying to upset the young master even more.

So Ah Feng firmly held back the sadness in his heart, and poured out a pile of bottles and jars from his sleeve: "Mr. Sheng entrusted me to hand this over to you."

Yin Ning looked at the pile of things beside the bed curiously, and reached out to pick out a small bottle with a bamboo pattern to look at.

A Feng saw Yin Ning showing Yin Ning's arm last night when he asked Dr. Sheng to take Yin Ning's pulse. At that time, there were some red marks on it, but now it is even more shocking to see new wounds piled up with old wounds.

He almost cried.

"What's the matter with you?" Yin Ning felt that something was wrong with A Feng from just now, and he asked seriously, "If you don't want to talk to me, you don't have to call me young master in the future."

Ah Feng choked up suddenly, Yin Ning had always been very kind to him, and had never spoken so harshly before, the corners of his mouth trembled for a moment of grievance.

"Say." Yin Ning dropped the bottle in his hand, and it landed on the edge of the bed with a crashing sound. At first glance, the momentum was scary.

He and Afeng grew up together, and they would not allow Afeng to be wronged no matter what, and his tone was inevitably stiff in a moment of impatience.

A Feng wiped his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Did King Saibei beat you?"

Yin Ning:? ? ?

After this started, Afeng couldn't bear it anymore, and said while sobbing: "It was Afeng who delivered the letter for others, so the young master went to see the young master Biao. If King Saibei offends you because of this matter, Ah Feng is willing to go to plead guilty."

It was only then that Yin Ning vaguely felt that he was struggling with something, and said indifferently: "Well, please forgive me, please forgive me, what are you talking about?"

"Young Master was framed by me and went to the prison by mistake. He didn't say a word to the thief. He escaped after finding out that it was a trap." Ah Feng said firmly, as if it was true.

Yin Ning nodded: "Oh, then why did you do this. If something happens to me, as my personal attendant, do you still want to get out of here?"

A Feng said firmly: "Because I covet the position of my master's concubine, and I want to replace you after you are framed."

Good guy, I can't think of this stuff without getting hit ten times.Yin Ning applauded decisively.

Then he slapped Ah Feng on the head.

"Ah!" Ah Feng jumped away from the bed in pain, jumped up and rubbed his head.

"Don't talk nonsense." Yin Ning stretched his hand up to his waist, and couldn't help grinning with pain, "Ah, help me quickly."

Aggrieved, Afeng helped Yin Ning to sit up, still frowning.

Seeing that he was really worried, Yin Ning asked him to pass the tea on the table to him, and at the same time asked amusedly, "Why do you believe that I was beaten by the king of Saibei? How strong is he?"

Ah Feng said unhappily: "The whole night last night, Ah Feng heard you crying and struggling, and you kept begging for mercy after that..."

Yin Ning almost spit out a mouthful of water, he was still in shock, and said vigilantly: "Didn't you tell everyone not to approach the main hall?"

Afeng nodded, full of guilt: "Yes. But Afeng has already retreated to the side hall, and he can still hear the young master calling for help. Alas, young master, it was Afeng who was useless and failed to rush in to save you."

Yin Ning blushed immediately, and couldn't help but recall last night, if Ah Feng rushed in with a feather duster to fight against Cheng Yuan who was "bullying" him...

That's true, he could hit him head-on to death.

At the same time, Ah Feng was crying with grief and guilt.

Yin Ning remembered that Ah Feng was also seventeen or eighteen years old this year, so he couldn't be so stupid all the time.

"Okay, don't cry." Yin Ning persuaded, "Last night, he didn't bully me or hit me last night."

Ah Feng stopped and said suspiciously: "Master, don't comfort Ah Feng,"

Yin Ning held his forehead in despair, and explained to him stammeringly: "It's really not, it's, it's me, King Saibei and I..."

He thought about several words but they were not enough to cover this matter, and finally he could only bite the bullet and say: "I have consummated the marriage with King Saibei."

Although Ah Feng wandered around the streets and alleys when he was a child, and heard a lot of nonsense, but after all, he had never fought with real swords and guns, so he immediately blinked and expressed that he couldn't accept it.

Yin Ning wanted to get under the quilt after speaking, which is too shameful!

"The young master cried and yelled last night, and later said no, it's also because..." Ah Feng finally turned around and asked excitedly.

"The marks on the young master's body, and on his neck..." A Feng happily pointed at Yin Ning, who immediately pulled up the quilt to cover the hickey marks.

"The doctor Sheng gave me the medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis..." Ah Feng went on and on, and Yin Ning finally couldn't help it, and swung the pillow up against his head.

"I will marry you a daughter-in-law tomorrow!"