Quick Wear: Fake White Rabbit! The yandere boss needs to be disciplined

"Oh? Su Jun is the eldest son of Su Fu, the richest man in the Su family?"

"That's right," the Ministry of Revenue doctor said, "Your Majesty, you don't know that Su Fu died of illness half a year ago. Now the Su family is headed by the eldest son Su Jun, and he also expressed his desire to marry the princess."

“Crack!”

A crisp breaking sound was heard, and everyone was startled. When they looked over, they saw that one of the armrests of the dragon throne under the Nine Thousand Year Old Man's seat had broken.

The emperor was immediately furious. "Who is this man who forged the throne? Drag him down and punish his entire clan!"

The angry shouting brought the ministers back to their senses. Wei Jie managed to stand up and saluted the emperor, "Your Majesty, calm down. I have something to say."

"Sit down, my dear minister. I will listen to you."

Wei Jie stepped forward, took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice: "A hostage from Qi is not worthy of the princess, and a merchant is even less worthy of the princess.

The princess is worshipped by the people and loved by His Majesty, so she deserves a better man. Nanmo Kingdom is as powerful as Dayong.

Prince Nanmo is handsome but has not yet married. It would be better to invite the princess to marry him to improve the friendship between the two countries. Then send an envoy to send the hostage back to the country. As for Su Jun, the eldest son of the Su family... "

Speaking of Su Jun, Wei Jie paused, his eyes dark and dark, "When I was investigating the case of selling official positions and accepting bribes, I found evidence that Su Jun bribed Yang Xiu, a cabinet minister.

Secondly, the Longshu uprising army is also supported by the Su family. Today, I am going to report this to Your Majesty. The Ministry of Revenue doctor asked Su Jun to marry the princess, which is really ill-intentioned.

"thump!"

The doctor of the Ministry of Revenue knelt on the ground with weak legs, sweating profusely. "I dare not! I don't know that Su Jun colluded with the rebels. Your Majesty, please spare my life."

No one around dared to speak for him, not even the Minister of Revenue was nine thousand years old.

I don't know how I touched the nine thousand year old's reverse scale, and if I make a sound now, I will bring disaster upon myself.

"How dare he deceive me!"

The emperor was furious. "My dear Minister Wei, I order you to bring people to confiscate Su Jun's property and execute him immediately!"

"Your Majesty, there are still remnants of the rebel army. It would be better for me to personally interrogate Su Jun and eradicate the rebel army completely, so that Your Majesty can have no worries."

"Okay! I'll do as you say!"

…………

All the ministers left, and the Minister of Revenue was brought before Wei Jie.

His pants were wet, it was hard to tell whether it was urine or sweat. He lay shivering on the ground, his eyes lifeless, and he was obviously frightened out of his wits.

"Who asked you to ask for the fourth princess to marry Su Jun in the court?"

Wei Jie sat upright at the desk, his dark blue court robes looking like a lifelike four-clawed dragon, his hair graying but he did not look old. At this moment, his dark eyes were heavy, unable to conceal his murderous intent. He looked at the person shaking like a sieve in the hall as if he were looking at a dead object.

"Yes... Su Jun, he gave me money and asked me to speak well of him in the court."

Wei Jie's aura was even colder than before. "How much silver did he give you, huh?"

“One…ten thousand taels…” the doctor from the Ministry of Revenue stammered.

The whole room was silent.

After a while, he heard the man sneer and said, "Ten thousand taels?"

Oh, what a great ten thousand taels.

The hands on the table were clenched so tightly that veins bulged. The next second, the doctor from the Ministry of Revenue's head fell to the ground and rolled a long distance away, with blood splattering the expensive carpet red.

“Clear it up”

Wei Jie turned his sword and swung it to numb his wrist. "Take Su Jun to the dungeon of the Wei Mansion."

"Yes, sir."

...............

Su Jun was taking a nap in the yard when the gate of the Su Mansion was kicked open and a group of guards rushed in with long swords in their hands.

A large group of people looted the house's money, and one of them carried Su Jun away like a chicken.

"Why...why are you arresting me?"

The young man's watery black eyes opened wide and he struggled on his hands. The imperial guard gave him a fierce look and he immediately shrank back like a rabbit looking for a hole.

"Don't commit suicide and you won't die"

Retribution finally came, alas.

7410 looked as if it had lost all hope in life. It was tired of saying this.

Su Jun gave the doctor of the Ministry of Revenue silver to block it specially. This system has no say at all, and the host is willful and ignores it at all.

It watched helplessly as Su Jun rubbed salt into Chu Muyang's wound, tearing it open, and rubbed salt again...

"Brother, do you think he won't kill you and do whatever you want? Have you forgotten the time when he tortured you?"

Not forgotten.

Of course I didn't forget it.

It was because he didn't forget that he had the confidence to control Chu Muyang and prevent him from going berserk.

“Still in control?”

7410 wanted to peel off Su Jun's skin to see if he was full of rebelliousness. "You have put yourself in jail!"

"Shut up, it's all because of your crappy mission"

Besides, what's the point of not making Chu Muyang angry? Shaking your tail like a dog every day to ask for sex in front of him?

What a joke, he has been tolerating Chu Muyang for a long time!

"boom!"

Su Jun was blindfolded, his hands were tied and he was thrown into the dungeon. The ground was hard and there were gravels on it, which made him grimace in pain. When he moved his legs, they rubbed against the rough straw mat.

The smell of dampness and mold was everywhere, invisible to the eyes but magnified infinitely by other senses.

Su Jun tried to move his body and pressed his back against the cold wall.

Soon the sound of wheels rolling over the ground came closer and closer.

7410 shouted in his mind, "It's Weijie!"

"???"

Not Chu Muyang?

Su Jun became extremely alert as the iron door opened with a creak.

The sharp gaze was like a knife, cutting through his flesh inch by inch.

In the silence, his breathing was extremely clear, and his heartbeat continued to linger in his ear.

Su Jun swallowed nervously. Footsteps sounded beside his ears. He felt a hand reaching out to him, and then he was lifted up by his clothes.

Thrown into an embrace filled with the smell of blood.

He had his back to the man, and his hand rested squarely on the sticky outer robe.

The strong iron smell permeated every corner of his body, making his stomach churn.

Did this guy just kill someone?

"You want to enter the court?" A low, gravelly, old voice came into my ears.

Su Jun held his breath, his hair standing on end, "Are you Wei Jie?"

Wei Jie is not Chu Muyang?

He should be sitting on Weijie's legs. Su Jun struggled to get down.

His waist was held tightly by a pair of rough hands. He struggled hard and pressed his back against the person's chest. The sound of heavy breathing wrapped in blood lingered at his nose.

Su Jun couldn't help but dry heave, and a few tears came out of his eyes under the silk cloth.

"let me go!"

His voice was trembling, and he angrily kicked the person behind him.

The neck was pinched in the palm of someone's hand without mercy, "I don't know what's good for me"

A feeling of suffocation came over him, and the hand continued to exert force. Su Jun opened his lips and gasped, like a stranded fish. A tear fell, wetting the hand that was pinching his neck.

"Chu... Muyang..."

Loosen the pressure on him a little.

He was thrown to the ground.

"Cough cough cough!" Su Jun coughed violently and accidentally touched the leg of someone in the wheelchair, who kicked him away in disgust.

"What is your relationship with Chu Muyang?"

Su Jun moved back in fear, "No...it doesn't matter..."

"Oh? Since it doesn't matter, just follow me."

"What?"

Su Jun shuddered and shook his head hurriedly, "No, stay away from me"

He kicked his legs and was picked up again. A rough hand went straight into his underwear and reached down, causing a tearing pain to sweep over him.

Su Jun's whole body was tense, the blood vessels on his neck were clearly visible, every inch of his muscles were contracting in pain, and he was crying in pain.

“Get out of here, ahhhh!”

He screamed and shook violently, his mouth was covered with a hand, and the person behind him shouted fiercely in his ear: "Shut up!"