Counter attacking the Submissive Role!

Imperial Palace.

Today, the little prince Haifei, the guide who had been ill in the Imperial Hospital all year round, came back and brought back a sentinel.All of a sudden, attendants from all over the palace rushed to tell each other, and the fire of gossip was blazing.

Xiao Lonely went to meet the queen first, Jun also sat in a wheelchair and was pushed into the training room by the chief steward of the palace.

As soon as he entered the lounge, the enthusiastic manager immediately led Jun Ye to a recliner covered with a pink cartoon printed blanket, and bowed to ask for instructions.

You can still walk by yourself after such a few steps, but he feels very awkward being treated like a sick and weak child, and he is not very willing to lie down.

Just as he was about to refuse, he saw the grey-haired old steward talking about how much His Royal Highness liked this reclining chair when he was a child, and how the queen looked at this reclining chair to see things and think about others, and turned his head to wipe the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief.

The attendants with snacks and dolls next to him also looked at Junye with red eyes.

"..."

Jun Ye silently supported the wheelchair and stood up. The old steward rushed forward in fright and grabbed Jun Ye's arm.

The grey-haired old steward was as agile as a young leopard.

Jun also felt that as soon as his body was flying, he was picked up and stuffed into the reclining chair.

Jun Ye: "..."

The old steward smiled kindly, and the attendants came up together.

After a while, all kinds of plush dolls were piled up around Junye.

Jun Ye's expression was a little broken.

Fortunately, after waiting for a long time, Jun heard a burst of hurried footsteps.

In a golden dress and white gloves, the imposing eight-meter-one Empress of the Empire walked in. Dozens of exquisite gemstones on her body shone brightly under the light, like an over-decorated weapon.

A basketball-sized blue jellyfish floated next to the queen, and dozens of strip-shaped tentacles danced with the movement of the jellyfish.

The queen is a male guide whose actual age can't be seen from the outside. She is full of stern nobleness, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, and her skin is as white as a wall that has just been painted with a layer of powder.

The butler and attendants all retreated tacitly. In the empty room, the king who was flooded with plush toys also met the eyes of the queen who was emitting the light of gemstones.

I am most afraid of the sudden quietness of the air...

Little withdrawn was absent, apparently the conversation between them had failed.

Jun also quickly thought about what to do now.

Being together is definitely going to be together, it has already been marked mentally, and more importantly, as another task target, even though the type is completely different, it still suits his appetite very much.

The person in front of him is his father, uh... maybe his mother?

Jun also looked at the male guide standing far away, feeling a little uncertain.

The queen walked to the soft sofa opposite Jun Ye, turned around and gathered her gown and sat down, with her shoulders flat to her waist and her eyes straight.

This gesture is more like an army officer than an imperial queen.

This officer should also be the kind who is not good at getting along with his family members.

From Jun Ye's perspective, the queen's face was calm, but the jellyfish had quietly floated behind the sofa, and dozens of tentacles of the jellyfish could be faintly seen mingled together.

The two looked at each other, neither of them spoke first, until Jun Ye frowned suddenly, and a familiar impulse came to his throat.

So Jun also turned his face to one side.

"Ahem! Ahem! Ahem! Ahem——"

Heartbreaking.

With a movement of the Queen's figure, she almost flashed to the reclining chair where Jun Ye was sitting, her eyes fixed on Jun Ye who was curled up among the dolls, and her white-gloved hands clasped the armrests on both sides of the reclining chair tightly.

The jellyfish floated on the deck chair, and its tentacles spread out in all directions, as if trying to hug the person on the deck chair, but those tentacles landed about ten centimeters from Jun Ye's body.

After coughing for several minutes, Jun Ye's body curled up instinctively, and every time he coughed, the doll on his body trembled.

After a long time, Jun also breathed heavily.

As soon as he struggled to raise his head from the pile of dolls, he bumped into the queen's pale face and sea-blue eyes.

The queen's gaze scanned Jun Ye, and then she stood up straight and walked towards the table beside her. After a while, she brought back a cup of warm tea in a gold-bottomed silver-patterned cup.

Jun also took a look, turned over and climbed out of the doll pile to sit up, took the tea handed by the queen, and sipped it with downcast eyes.

Jun Ye still doesn't know what's wrong with him. The only thing he knows is that he is weak, and he will cough to death if he doesn't move at all.

It seems that as long as you hold a white handkerchief to cover it, and take it away after coughing, you can see the blood plum blooming.

Jun also sipped his tea and coughed a few times in the middle.

The queen stood silently beside the deck chair, and the jellyfish circled around the area a little anxiously.

When the king finished drinking, the queen took the cup, turned around and poured it back.

Jun Ye: "..."

I took it silently.

Just when Jun Ye was sipping tea, thinking that this time the father (mother) and son would meet in the tea, the queen said, "Haifei, are you sure you want to marry Hughes?"

Jun Ye was stunned for a moment before realizing that "Hai Fei" and "Hughes" were his own and Xiao Quo's names respectively.

It was also at this time that I realized that I hadn't mentioned my name to Xiao Guqian. It seemed that I subconsciously felt that the name didn't matter, as long as it was that person.

Which... individual?

It doesn't matter either.

"I'm sure." Jun also looked at the queen solemnly.

The queen was silent again, and the swirling jellyfish stopped, their long tentacles intertwined, almost forming a knot.

Jun also understands the queen's mood a little bit. After all, such a sick and weak guide's son, no matter how you look at it, is the kind who can't get up after being bullied by the sentry.

After thinking about it, Jun also picked out the biggest one from the pile of dolls, held it in both hands and handed it to the queen.

Queen: "..."

Reaching out to take the soft and cute doll that didn't match him at all, the queen took a deep look at Jun Ye with those sea-blue eyes, and finally left without saying anything while holding the doll.

The steward rushed in again with his attendants.

Jun is also a bit at a loss, the queen just left, and I don't know if his bribery was successful or not.

Throughout the whole day, until Jun also finished his dinner, he didn't see the queen and Xiao Lonely again.

Being helped into the wheelchair by the steward, Jun also listened to the other party talking all the way, from the usage of the automatic wheelchair to the place where the emergency supplies are placed in the prince's bedroom, vaguely felt that something was wrong.

The steward stopped outside the prince's bedroom, bowed and asked, "Your Highness, are you familiar with the operation of wheelchairs?"

Jun Ye was even more puzzled in his heart, but he still nodded truthfully. After being told so many times, he could touch the emergency alarm device in the secret place of the wheelchair with his eyes closed.

But why was the other party so eager to tell him this?

The law and order in the palace won't be so bad that the prince can be attacked, right?

With Junya's confirmation, the steward let go of the handle of the wheelchair and took a few steps back.

Jun Ye: "..."

Does this mean delivery to the door only?

It's even more wrong...

Jun also controlled the wheelchair to move forward, and pressed his hand to the sensor next to the door.

click -

Unlocked successfully.

Jun Ye was about to push the door, when the steward standing far away reminded him again: "If you need any tools, you can look in the first drawer by the bed, or contact me directly from the mastermind."

Jun Ye: "..."

It's really not right...

Raise your hand and open the door.

The room was lit with faint blue lights, like the sea water illuminated by moonlight in the middle of the night, swaying with sparkling light and shadow.

The bed in the middle is occupied by someone.

familiar figure.

Jun also paused for a moment, all the doubts were connected together, suddenly enlightened.

Controlling the wheelchair to slide in and closing the door, only the breathing of two people remained in the quiet space.

A little closer, the outline of the person on the bed became clearer and clearer.

The man was lying on his back in a large font, his posture was very stiff.

Tied with military rope, of course it is stiff.

Jun also stopped by the bed, abandoned the wheelchair under the gaze of the man on the bed, and climbed onto the bed.

The man on the bed was the little withdrawn man who had disappeared for most of the day.

At this time, the little withdrawn limbs were separated and bound in the middle of the bed with a rope. Under the blue light, his strong muscles showed a special charm.

"Hughes?" Jun also called out, looking at the little eccentric on the bed from head to toe with interest.

Everyone was tied to the bed, and I don't know if this counts as a deal with the queen.

The shattered light in Hughes' eyes trembled slightly, he pursed his lips and nodded, then glanced away again.

Being bound by a rope, with all the clothes on his body removed, only a thin sheet covering his waist and abdomen, this posture is too shameful to be looked down upon by a partner who has been spiritually combined, which makes Hughes very uncomfortable.

"This is to not hurt the guide," Hughes reminded himself in a low voice.

Jun also raised his hand and pulled the black bondage rope tied around Hughes' wrist. The rope was tied tightly, and the man's wrist had already been strangled with red marks.

"The queen asked?" Jun Ye asked, holding Hughes' hand to check how the restraint rope was tied.

Hughes looked at Jun Ye with some puzzlement, nodded his head, and added, "I am willing."

Jun ignored him, and untied the knot on his own.

I don't know how worried the person who tied the knot was. A slipknot was tied into a half-dead knot under absolute strength.Even though he knew the correct way to untie it, Jun also pulled the rope with a pair of limp little hands, and after pulling for a long time, he still couldn't pull it off.

Hughes looked at Jun Ye tossing without saying a word, until he saw Jun Ye's palms were rubbed red, and hurriedly said: "Her Majesty the Queen tied it with her own hands. He used to be a lieutenant general in the army. He was tied very firmly. you do not need to worry."

Jun Ye was already very uncomfortable with his sick and weak body in this life, but at this time he was a little irritable, and when he heard this, he lost his temper.

Throwing Hughes's hand away, Jun Ye asked with anger that he didn't know who was angry: "Don't you feel the pain yourself?"

Hughes was silent, looked at his unconscious hand, and carefully looked at Jun Ye who was angry, and comforted him softly: "It doesn't hurt, and the tie is not very tight..."

"..."

Jun also reached out and squeezed the man's obviously congested palm, and didn't believe a word of what the other said.

But I can't untie the rope even with my scumbag strength...

Something seemed to flash through his mind, and Jun also suddenly turned his head to look at the bedside drawer.

If you need tools... open the first drawer by the bed.

Although he knew that this "tool" was more likely to be something else, Jun Ye crawled over with the mentality of trying and stretched out his hand to open the drawer.

Lubricant, no.

Small leather whip, no.

xx medicine... no.

Turning through a full drawer, Jun did not find the tools he needed. Hughes, who was watching from the side, was already breathing heavily and his heartbeat was accelerating. saliva.

If it wasn't for his hands and feet being tied, Hughes might have already posted it.

How can such strenuous exercise be done by a sick and feeble guide?

At least...he can completely lubricate the little guide manually.

Hughes felt jealous and uncomfortable when he thought that he would not be the first to visit the guide's body later, even if it was his own guide finger.