After dressing as a villain national teacher

Liu Junyi's eyes were full of fear, and because he was controlled, he said with difficulty: "No, don't ruin my face, Your Majesty, please..."

Xiao Jin chuckled, "How is this possible? I have wanted to destroy your face for a long time, not to mention that you have seduced the national teacher many times, do you really think I don't know?"

At the end of the young emperor's words, one could clearly hear the chill inside.

Seeing that the emperor had made up his mind, Liu Junyi did not intend to let him go no matter what, and begged for assurance with tears in his eyes, "Your Majesty, please forgive me, I don't dare to have any unreasonable thoughts about the national teacher... Woooo... I just beg you not to ruin my face. As long as my face is not ruined, you can punish me however you want..."

In front of his most valued appearance, Liu Junyi finally chose to give up his love for Master Guoshi.

Xiao Jin shook his head away fiercely, fearing that his tears would stain his hands, he smiled contemptuously and said, "Why, wasn't it tough just now? Didn't you curse me for not being able to win the heart of the national teacher?!"

Heh, even this kind of guy dares to compete with himself for the national teacher!

Thinking of how he once wore a tulle with visible flesh to seduce the national teacher, he wished to tear him to pieces.

But since he cared so much about his appearance, he would not let him do what he wanted. Not only did he want to destroy his face, but he also ordered someone to torture him to death, otherwise it would be difficult to dispel the hatred in his heart.

Xiao Jin took out the silver thin blade from his bosom, stuck the thin blade to Liu Junyi's face, and said with a smile: "Hehe... enjoy it..."

The coldness from the thin blade to the skin made Liu Junyi feel like he was in an ice cave in an instant. Xiao Jin raised the thin blade, and in Liu Junyi's terrified eyes, slashed towards his face.

"Oh no!!!"

No matter how much Liu Junyi screamed in pain, Xiao Jin didn't stop and continued, leaving a long bloodstain on his face easily.

"Ah, my face!!! Woohoo..."

Tears fell on the fresh bloodstains, and Liu Junyi trembled in pain even more, but the torture was not over yet, this was only the first cut.

The emperor has already started the second knife...

Xiao Jin's second cut on Liu Junyi's face was horizontal on the original vertical mark, and this cut formed a "cross"-shaped bloodstain.

The subsequent strokes were also similar to the previous ones, one knife after another, leaving dozens of criss-crossing scratches on Liu Junyi's handsome face.

During the whole process, Xiao Jin always maintained an extremely happy expression, and even Liu Junyi's screams and wailing became more and more ear-piercing, but it didn't affect him at all...

Those marks finally occupied Liu Junyi's entire face, except for the eyes, nose, and mouth, none of them survived, and they were all covered by bloody scratches.

The similar faces of Liu Junyi and Xiao Jin have been blurred by blood and scratches, and the scratches on the skin and flesh look like ravines, which look extremely terrifying.

But Xiao Jin felt extremely satisfied as if appreciating a work of art. He took out a white brocade handkerchief from his arms, wiped off the blood on the thin blade, and then put the thin blade in his arms and put it close to his body.

Liu Junyi's appearance was ruined and he had completely collapsed. Looking at the emperor in front of him, he cried and laughed helplessly, "Hehe... Please... kill me... Woooo..."

Xiao Jin glanced at him and said indifferently, "What's the hurry? I will do what you wish."

Liu Junyi's lifeless eyes suddenly lit up, thinking that he would die immediately, so he didn't have to face the fact that his appearance was destroyed.

Give him a good time, he doesn't want to live anymore, he has been tortured, his appearance is gone... what else is there to miss.

The cold and delicate face of the national teacher flashed in Liu Junyi's mind, but there was still reluctance in his heart. He closed his eyes, waiting for the imminent death.

National teacher, if there is another life left, Junyi will not dare to like you anymore...

It's too expensive to like you, it's too painful...

Xiao Jin flicked his sleeves and left the dark room, and ordered the guards to torture Liu Junyi to death before leaving in peace.

Before Liu Junyi died, his wish to die quickly was not fulfilled after all. He was tortured by the guards who guarded him from burning to whipping to several other punishments and died miserably...

In the end, it can be said that his body didn't have a piece of good flesh on it, it was all bloody and bloody, and he became an unwilling dead blood man.

After dealing with Liu Junyi, Xiao Jin went to the imperial study to correct the memorial of the day, and then returned to the bedroom.

Who knows that the national teacher is still not there.

Xiao Jin frowned and went to look for the national teacher in the imperial garden. The national teacher seemed to like flowers very much. Let's keep some in the palace in a few days.

It also prevents the national teacher from running back and forth, and when I always fail to see the national teacher, I feel flustered and feel that the national teacher is going to leave him.

At this time, Wen Leng didn't know that the little emperor had arrived, and he was still surprised to see Murong Xiao in the palace.

Originally, he just came here for a walk, but he never expected to be called by his name, and it was also the name "Wen Fan" of him and the male erhu in the book.

Wen Leng turned his head, only to see that the person who called him was indeed the purple-robed man he had met twice a while ago, the second male in the book, Murong Xiao himself.

Murong Xiao looked at "Wen Fan" who had recovered his silver hair with a full smile, and joked, "Brother Wen, I never expected to meet you in the palace. How are you doing recently?"

Wen Leng's silver hair was restored by the herbal medicine taken by the imperial doctor of Xiao Jinming Imperial Hospital. Wen Leng was also used to silver hair, so he didn't refuse.

He couldn't help muttering in his heart, this Murong Xiao is also really powerful, it's strange and weird that he can recognize him at a glance from the back that has turned into silver hair.

Wen Leng's attitude can be described as gentle: "Brother Mu An, don't come here to be safe."

Hmph, when Master Wen didn't know about your vest, my little wife had already told Master Wen.

How about playing with you!

Murong Xiao took two steps forward, approached Wen Leng's ear with doubts in his eyes, and said softly, "Wen Fan? Maybe you should call your national teacher Wen Leng?"

Wen Leng's body froze, and before he had time to dodge, he was about to ask him how he knew his identity.

Suddenly, an angry voice came from a distance: "What are you doing!!"

Wen Leng's unspoken words were interrupted and stuck in his throat. Then he turned his head and saw the little emperor who was full of outrage.

Wen Leng was inexplicably guilty, and subconsciously put some distance away from Murong Xiao. Seeing this scene, Murong Xiao looked at Wen Leng, and then at the emperor in the distance thoughtfully.

Xiao Jin pursed his lips and walked towards Wen Leng step by step. Wen Leng also retreated as the little emperor approached.

Xiao Jin sneered, "Master, where do you want to retreat?"

As soon as these words came out, Wen Leng really stopped in his tracks.

Xiao Jin's mind was full of the picture of the man in purple kissing the ear of the national teacher, his eyes were already stained with blood, and he looked a bit mysterious.

Why does the national teacher want to be so close to others!

He passed Murong Xiao straight past, and walked up to Wen Leng, staring at Wen Leng with a pair of angry red eyes, making Wen Leng's scalp a little numb.

Wen Leng couldn't bear the anger from the little emperor, subconsciously, he just wanted to explain, "My lord..." In the middle of the sentence, he came back to his senses.

What can I explain to myself and the little emperor!

He didn't do anything wrong, besides, he came back with the little emperor, part of the reason was because he wanted to abuse the little emperor. At this time, he was like a captured wife desperately explaining, what's going on!

Therefore, Wen Leng rolled his eyes, and under great pressure, he walked up to Murong Xiao with a sweet smile, took his arm, and said affectionately: "Oh, Murong, I didn't expect to see you here again, this deity is really so happy."

Xiao Jin stared at the two of them, clenched his fists tightly, as if he was going to kill them to the ground in the next second.

good very good! !

Murong Xiao adapted well to this sudden change, and was extremely cooperative. He put his arms around Wen Leng's waist, smiled dotingly and said, "Of course I miss you, so I came here to give you a special opinion."

He came here this time to visit the emperor of Sushen Kingdom, but although he recognized the man in black robe in front of him as the emperor, he was unwilling to give up the rare opportunity to get close to Wen Leng.

Wen Leng had a sweet smile on his face, but in his heart he had already scolded Murong Xiao for eighteen generations.

This fellow will really take advantage of Master Wen!

But because he came to the door first, Wen Leng swallowed the desire to vomit blood, and forced himself to endure the discomfort of being hugged by a stranger around his waist.

God knows, being hugged like this, how much he wanted to punch him until his nostrils were bleeding...

Xiao Jin watched the two look at each other affectionately, as if there was a sweet smell in the air, and the expression in his bloodshot eyes was erratic, as if a terrible killing intent was brewing.

He closed his eyes tightly, allowing himself to be buried in sourness and jealousy, as if his heart had been severely cut, and blood trickled out of it.

However, you can't hurt the national teacher because of anger...

Xiao Jin opened his eyes, and the mysterious calm had returned to his eyes, like a pool of stagnant water.

He heard himself squeeze out a few words from his throat, "He is the one you said you like, isn't he?"

Wen Leng listened to the little emperor's voice that became hoarse and unpleasant in an instant, but for some reason he felt great sadness from it, which made his heart twitch violently.

But he still replied affirmatively: "Yes."

Xiao Jin couldn't feel the pain in his heart at this time, he was already numb to a certain extent, so there was nothing more to hurt.

He lowered his head desolately, then chuckled, glanced at the intimate posture of the two people still embracing each other, and walked away in a daze, leaving only a soft sentence that couldn't be softer, "That's it..."

That sigh seemed to hit Wen Leng's heart, making him sore and numb, and immediately made him stand there, watching the little emperor leave unsteadily.

As Xiao Jin walked away, Murong Xiao let go of Wen Leng's waist. Seeing that Wen Leng was still in a daze, he asked with some discomfort in his heart: "Is he the sweetheart you got drunk last time?"

Hearing the question, Wen Leng came back to his senses, and forced a smile on Murong Xiao, "Thank you just now."