The billionaire girl: Daddy and Mommy, love me again

Here, Han Qiaozhen was beaten and scolded, and also realized her identity.

She hurriedly compromised and humbled herself to coax Ye Peitian. After all, if she didn't hold on to this golden thigh, she would not be serving this old man tomorrow. Places like brothels were her nightmare. She had finally crawled out and never wanted to go back.

Although this old man can't do anything except making some money.

But that's what she wanted from him. Although he had a bad temper, he wasn't very smart and was very easy to coax.

Look, Marquis Changyang, who was as furious as a mad dog a moment ago, was seduced by Han Qiaozhen's beauty and lost his mind in the blink of an eye.

"Han Qiaozhen is such a scoundrel. She has never changed her bad habits. Last time, I let her escape. This time, she even dared to instigate others to kill us all.

If I don’t teach her a lesson today, she will go to heaven.”

Cheng Xingwan put his hands on his hips and stared angrily at the figure reflected in the window.

"It's just a fly, just swat it to death, why get angry with her."

Mo Junyi always kills these clowns who overestimate their own abilities cleanly and efficiently.

"Killing her would be too easy for her. She wants to kill our entire clan."

Before dawn the next day, Marquis Changyang got up drowsily, dressed with the help of Han Qiaozhen, and went to the morning court.

Nothing major happened during today's morning court session, and the court was adjourned quickly.

But Marquis Changyang felt that today was particularly difficult, and it could be said that every second felt like a year.

The reason was that he suddenly felt as if there were millions of ants biting his private parts, making them extremely itchy.

He couldn't do something rude like scratching himself in public under the watchful eyes of everyone.

What’s more, it’s that kind of part.

For this reason, he could only grit his teeth and bear it.

But how long could he endure it? Soon he could not hold on any longer and began to twist his body constantly, trying to relieve the pain through the friction of his clothes.

So the people standing behind him witnessed him twisting his butt in a very coquettish manner and making bursts of humming sounds from his mouth.

Such a ridiculous action makes people unable to help but imagine.

I have heard that Marquis Changyang is a romantic man. Judging from his appearance, it seems that he took too much drugs last night and didn't enjoy himself enough.

He was the first person in history to be so ridiculous as to bring such an embarrassing situation to the throne room.

The more Ye Peitian endured, the more uncomfortable he became. He felt extremely restless, and the whispers of the ministers behind him made him feel like a thorn in his back.

After finally making it to the next morning court session, he was so ashamed and angry that he lowered his head and covered his face, and wanted to run away.

But he was blocked by Zhang Shizhong.

"Marquis Changyang is in a good mood, behaving like a hooligan in the Golden Palace, the first person in history, but this general still wants to remind you.

"Being disrespectful in front of the palace is a serious matter. If you are sick, please take sick leave and come back after you recover. Don't bring any dirty diseases in and defile the court."

"Disease! Marquis Changyang, I've heard that you often go to places of entertainment. Could it be that you have contracted that disease?"

Xue Daxueshi followed suit, adding fuel to the fire by saying something that was half-truthful.

"Dirty disease, that kind of disease!"

The gate was blocked and all civil and military officials were forced to watch the show.

Originally, some people thought that Zhang Shizhong and his group were acting too eccentrically. When they heard the word "internal disease", everyone's eyes were all fixed on a certain part of Marquis Changyang.

Even the Left Prime Minister was no exception. This guy was standing behind him just now.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he suddenly felt his body starting to itch.

Marquis Changyang was already feeling extremely uncomfortable. He squeezed his buttocks tightly and controlled his hands from scratching that part.

In order to endure the itch, he bit his lips until they bled, but these people deliberately made things difficult for him and laughed at him.

"Zhang Shizhong, stop spitting blood at me. I just ate the wrong thing. Please get out of my way. You are delaying my treatment. Are you responsible for that?"

"Oh my, my bad, my bad. My Lord, you should have told me earlier that you wanted to see a doctor. Aren't the people from the Imperial Hospital right here? Quick, quick, quick! Doctor Wan, come and take a look at my Lord."

"Just watch it here?"

Doctor Wan, who was named, looked around the crowd in astonishment and asked.

"Oh, the situation is urgent. Can't you see that the Marquis is in pain? We are all grown men, there is nothing we can't see. Doctor Wan, you have to be flexible and see him quickly. If he dies of a sudden illness before he leaves the house, don't blame me for not reminding you. You are responsible for watching him die without rescuing him."

"Well, my Lord, please take off your clothes!"

After listening to Zhang Shizhong's nonsense, Doctor Wan felt that it made sense. After all, human life was at stake, and he should not be bound by the venue. Saving lives was the most important thing.

"What do you want to do? Get out of here! I don't want you to see me!"

When Ye Peitian heard this, he was shocked. In fact, when Zhang Shizhong said that he had contracted an internal organ disease, combined with his own symptoms, he already had the answer in his mind.

There is a high probability that I have really contracted syphilis.

He often hangs out in entertainment venues and has heard a lot about the consequences of this disease.

I heard that the whole body will be covered with dense cauliflower-shaped condyloma, and the lower body will also ulcerate and itch...

There is no medicine to cure it, no cure...

It would be a nightmare, if he was diagnosed, he would be completely screwed.

He held onto his clothes tightly, and in a defensive posture, he kept shouting at the crowd: "Get out! Get out of here! I don't want your false sympathy, just get out of my way, I want to go home!"

"Are you dead? Hurry up and hold him down!"

Unexpectedly, Zuo Xiang, who had always been on good terms with Marquis Changyang, suddenly ordered the guards outside the door to come in and hold him down.

"Prime Minister, you!"

Upon hearing this, Marquis Changyang looked at the Left Prime Minister in disbelief.

As he was distracted, the guards rushed in and held down his hands and feet, making him unable to move.

"Take off his clothes and let Doctor Wan treat him!"

Of course, Zuo Xiang knew that his actions had hurt Ye Peitian's heart. Regardless of whether he was sick or not, there would be a gap between the two of them today.

But he is not afraid. As long as the poison is still in his body, it doesn't matter even if he is alienated. He still has to listen to himself.

He's just a loyal dog. Compared to his own safety, his safety is nothing to mention.

Ye Peitian, a marquis, was pinned to the ground in front of all the civil and military officials without any dignity. He was like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others, without any dignity at all.

Moreover, the person who ordered him to be held down was the left prime minister, whom he trusted and admired immensely. This made him feel even more uncomfortable than Zhang Shizhong's face-to-face humiliation.

He struggled and twisted like a maggot, shouting in fear: "Let me go! Let me go! Let me go! I'm not sick!"

But whether one is sick or not is not up to him to decide.

As his clothes were undone layer by layer, everyone's eyes shone like searchlights on his body covered with red pimples.

In particular, there were clusters of cauliflower-shaped bumps in one place, and some places had begun to swell and fester. The pus and blood made people feel creepy and nauseous.

"vomit!"

The crowd dispersed, and many people held onto the pillars and began to vomit violently.

Marquis Changyang also had a clear understanding of his physical condition at this time.

The only two words that popped up in his mind were "It's over! It's over!" Then his eyes rolled back and he fainted.