After dressing as a villain national teacher

Xiao Jin endured the pain of being whipped, but felt that the intensity today was much lighter than before.

Since Xiao Jin's back was facing Wen Leng, he didn't see Wen Leng frowning every time he hit him, his expression seemed to be quite tormented.

After more than a dozen whips, Wen Leng couldn't let go any more. He casually put the silver whip in his hand aside, and said that he was tired and asked Xiao Jin to go back by himself, and then strode out of the dark room.

Xiao Jin, who was left behind, did not expect Wen Leng to give up after just a dozen hits today. In the past, he kept beating, and he was not allowed to leave when he was tired. After resting, he continued beating until dawn and let him go back. Sleeping hall.

However, today's national teachers are a little different.

It's just that it's different, how can he offset everything he has done to him in the past just because of his occasional whim of pity.

Xiao Jin stained a little blood with his fingertips from behind, and put it between his lips to lick it.

It's just a beast with a beastly face, and sooner or later he will kill him with his own hands!

It's just that the time has not come yet.

Xiao Jin casually put on a black brocade robe, left the dark room, and then left the National Teacher Hall.

When Eunuch Qian, who was waiting outside the hall, saw Xiao Jin coming out, his eyes flashed with surprise, and then he put on a cloak for Xiao Jin, and said with pity: "Your Majesty, you have suffered, but fortunately you came out early today, You can also suffer less."

In the night, Xiao Jin's eyes were cool, and he said lightly: "It may be that the national teacher is in a good mood today, so he didn't torture me too much, but I'm used to this kind of thing, and I don't care."

Eunuch Qian knew that Xiao Jin had suffered countless hardships at the National Teacher, so he didn't say any more, and helped the bruised Xiao Jin back to the emperor's bedroom.

Wen Leng went out of the dark room, entered the bedroom, and lay on the wide bed, feeling exhausted physically and mentally.

There are too many things that have happened in the past few days.

Close your eyes, you can see Xiao Jin's bloody back.

After thinking about it, he called the attendant in the palace and ordered to find the best purple gold wound medicine, but when the waiter found the medicine, he laughed at himself as stupid.

No matter how you say it, Xiao Jin is also the emperor, with a lot of good medicines, and he, the chief culprit, will be the one to show his hospitality.

Swinging away the waiter, Wen Leng braced himself to read the content of the book sent by his little wife in his head, this time carefully, without missing a single word, so as not to cause any strange things to happen again, but he didn't know.

After reading the whole novel, Wen Leng can only say one thing, Yuan Guoshi is really a complete pervert!

But Xiao Jin didn't give in too much, he was a sickly girl with hidden attributes, and he was very cruel.

Sure enough, he couldn't be too soft-hearted towards the little emperor, otherwise he would be killed before the end of the book, and he might be snapped by the little emperor when he showed his flaws at any time.

I have nothing to feel sorry for the little emperor, I should be more ruthless next time.

He is a person who poses a threat to his life, no amount of abuse can be overstated!

Xiao Jin, who returned to the dormitory, did not ask Eunuch Qian to help him with the medicine. He was alone in the dark dormitory, sitting on a chair with his eyes closed, with his chin resting on his chin, as if he was waiting for something by the candlelight.

Not long after, the man in black walked up to Xiao Jin with a cage, put the cage aside, knelt on his knees and said, "Master, the black snake you want has been caught."

Xiao Jin didn't even open his eyes, he hummed casually, and then waved the man in black back.

The dense black snakes in the cage scurry restlessly, knocking the cage to the ground.

Hearing the sound, Xiao Jin opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with boundless blackness, like the abyss dragging people to hell, only a ruthless and gloomy chill.