After being dressed as a demon concubine, she was pregnant with the new emperor's cub

Your Majesty is too wild. There are still a lot of people outside. Could this be His Majesty's special hobby?Just like someone outside listening?

Since Wei Lin ascended the throne, he has beheaded and detained many officials. Those who can live to this day, apart from being honest, the most important thing is to know how to judge the situation. This kind of special hobby of the emperor is not something they can listen to.

So all the officials stood there calmly and calmly, pretending to hear everything.

Unexpectedly, the voice from the dormitory became more and more excessive.

A crying voice came from the bedroom: "Your Majesty, please let go, it hurts too much."

This time, the thin-skinned of the ministers immediately turned their backs and walked a few steps towards the gate, trying to stay away from the source of the sound.

The rest is silently reciting the mantra with eyes closed.

In the dormitory, Sheng Qing's ankles were surrounded by Wei Lin's big palms. Because Wei Lin practiced martial arts all the year round, there were many thin calluses on his hands, which made Sheng Qing feel panicked when they pressed against Sheng Qing's delicate skin.

But at this moment, Sheng Qing didn't care about whether he was hurt or not, because Wei Lin's movement of holding his ankle and lifting it pulled Sheng Qing's wound, so Sheng Qing said that sentence, which is easy to be misunderstood. if.

Sheng Qing was inherently beautiful, and the original body had intentionally maintained it for entering the palace, so the redness and swelling on the ankles looked shocking against the backdrop of her fair skin.

Wei Lin stared at the red and swollen ankle with narrow, dark eyes, and frowned slightly. Wei Lin fought with his father when he was young, and he could tell that this kind of injury was a sprain. He wanted to directly Help Sheng Qing screw it back, let the young man have a painful long memory.

But seeing the young man's squeamish appearance with red eyes and screaming pain just by touching him, Wei Lin knew that Sheng Qing would definitely not be able to bear to twist his sprained ankle like a rough guy in the army.

That's it.

Wei Lin opened the bedside cabinet, took out a small wooden box inside, dug out a little of the fat-like paste in it, and gently applied it to Sheng Qing's ankles.

Seeing Wei Lin's movements, Sheng Qing reflexively wanted to retract his feet, but unfortunately, Wei Lin's hands were tightly encircling him and he couldn't move.

Just when Sheng Qing was ready to cry and be ashamed in front of the tyrant, he found that after the ointment in Wei Lin's hand was applied to his ankle, the pain disappeared immediately.

Seeing the young man staring at the redness and swelling of his ankle with wide eyes that were still slightly steamy, Wei Lin couldn't help chuckling and explained: "This is cartilage paste, and it can be applied to people's joints so that people can't feel it." Pain where it is applied, but if it is applied to the knees or ankles, the person cannot move for a while."

Wei Lin didn't intend to apply this kind of thing to Sheng Qing, after all, it would affect his actions, but he thought that Sheng Qing was afraid of pain and didn't need to walk around, so he finally gave it to Sheng Qing.

After hearing Wei Lin's explanation, Sheng Qing felt that this ointment was quite powerful.

If this is applied to the legs or feet of the captured prisoner, then it will be impossible to escape at all!

While Sheng Qing was panicking, Wei Lin had already helped Sheng Qing screw the twisted foot back to its original position.

"Now you explain to me why you made it like this?"

Wei Lin put Sheng Qing's feet down, fearing that Sheng Qing would catch a cold, and thoughtfully covered Sheng Qing's feet with a quilt.

After doing all this, Wei Lin looked at Sheng Qing, who looked a little embarrassed with dust on his face and wounded feet, and asked.

He only left for a while, and Sheng Qing actually made himself like this in the room. When he saw him coming in, he hid on the bed with a guilty conscience. If Sheng Qing hadn't done anything wrong, Wei Lin would never believe it.

"I just... just wanted to walk around the house to digest food after eating, but accidentally sprained my ankle while walking, do you believe it, Your Majesty?"

Always by the tyrant's side, Sheng Qing's ability to make up nonsense is getting better and better. He said it without thinking, and then looked at Wei Lin with a pair of sincere and clear eyes.

Although he felt that this nonsense was not well-made, he really didn't know how to explain it when he put himself in such a mess for a while.

Wei Lin looked at Sheng Qing with deep black eyes, and Sheng Qing read a big 'disbelief' from his eyes.

Just as Sheng Qing's brain was spinning rapidly, wondering if there was any better reason to confuse this matter, Wei Lin's voice came——

"I believe."

Sheng Qing looked up, and found that Wei Lin still had the obvious disbelief. If he hadn't known that Wei Lin was not a joking person, Sheng Qing would have thought that Wei Lin's next sentence would be "believe in you ghost".

But Wei Lin is obviously not someone who can talk like that, Sheng Qing is puzzled, the tyrant seems to have a different heart.

"From now on, I will believe everything you say, but don't try to wear down my trust."

Wei Lin has always been meticulous, and since he came in, he has noticed that there seem to be some subtle differences in the entire inner hall. These subtleties are difficult for ordinary people to find, but they cannot escape Wei Lin's eyes.

For example, the candle on a certain candle holder is missing, the position of a certain vase seems to be wrong...

A long time ago, Wei Lin had doubted Sheng Qing's identity, because the current Sheng Qing was completely different from the previous Sheng Qing.

In Wei Lin's memory, Sheng Qing was a person who would do anything to please the old emperor and to be rich and prosperous.

In my memory, Sheng Qing would order his hands to be trampled to bloody blood, smile and coquettishly invite favor in front of the old emperor, and also order people to brand slave marks on his arms in order to help the old emperor humiliate him.

And now Sheng Qing...

Although Sheng Qing once said that for the sake of the child, no matter how much a person changes, he will never change his personality and habits, unless he is not that person!

Wei Lin's deep eyes were fixed on Sheng Qing, like a hunter watching his prey.

No matter who you are or what purpose you have, as long as you don't touch my bottom line, I don't care.

"Then if... if trust is consumed, what will happen?"

Sheng Qing whispered, he felt that part of the tyrant's trust seemed to have been worn away, but it was still within the range that the tyrant could endure.Sheng Qing felt that if he did something that made Wei Lin suspicious again, it would be when Wei Lin broke out.

"Sheng Qing, the consequences of disappointing me are not something you can bear." Wei Lin said coldly, it was the first time he called Sheng Qing by his name.

"I will not disappoint Your Majesty."

Sheng Qing immediately stretched out three fingers to assure her that she looked cute and had pure eyes.

Sheng Qing is very confident. He has found the secret way out of the palace. Before he escapes from the palace, he will be honest and honest. It is impossible for him to touch the tyrant Nilin again.

Seeing Sheng Qing's docile appearance, Wei Lin's face softened a little.

He was reluctant to see such bright eyes again, even Wei Lin felt that even if Sheng Qing did something unforgivable one day, he would not be willing to kill Sheng Qing.

He might smear cartilaginous ointment on Sheng Qing's patella and make Sheng Qing his prisoner forever to atone for the sin of betraying his trust.

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