Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Ye Qingyou pretended to be very interested, walked up to him, reached out and pinched his chin.

Xiang Feimo's eyes held a sense of humiliation, but because Ye Qingyou was the emperor, he still didn't dare to make any moves.

Li Jinhuan, standing to the side, kept his head down, barely daring to breathe, but a strange smile played on his lips.

"Your Majesty, please have some self-respect!"

Xiang Feimo spoke coldly again.

"Snapped--"

In the blink of an eye, Ye Qingyou slapped him.

After all, he had been practicing internal energy for a month, and this slap he delivered used a great deal of force.

With one slap, his face swelled up like a steamed bun in no time.

Xiang Feimo also spat out a mouthful of blood, along with two large white teeth falling out.

This unexpected turn of events surprised everyone.

Hasn't His Majesty always been fond of men? Judging from the expression on His Majesty's face just now, he was clearly attracted.

How did it start hitting so quickly?

Everyone was completely stunned.

"Someone is coming!"

Ye Qingyou called out again.

"Beat him to death! I want to see if he'll kneel down or not!"

Ye Qingyou took two steps back, and immediately someone grabbed Xiang Feimo's body, one on each side.

Then, another eunuch took a board and kept hitting Xiang Feimo's legs with it.

When he struck, it wasn't just a simple slap; it was a blow to his own knee...

Each strike required immense effort.

Soon, Xiang Feimo's white shirt was stained with blood.

His eyes still held that stubborn look, and he remained standing, even as he was beaten and swaying.

"Your Majesty, spare my life!"

Jin Huan couldn't bear to see this, so she quickly went to Ye Qingyou's side, knelt down, and begged for mercy.

"Spare me? Haha..."

Ye Qingyou smiled but ignored Jin Huan.

Jin Huan lowered her head, her eyes filled with anxiety.

How come now... even Xiang Feimo can't attract His Majesty?

Isn't this the kind of man His Majesty likes the most?

Poor Xiang Feimo, who loved Changge the most... is now suffering this humiliation.

He's already like this, does that mean Xiang Feimo should too...?

Thinking of this, Jin Huan recalled Ye Changge's expression.

No, he couldn't let anything happen to Xiang Feimo.

Without even thinking, Jin Huan knelt on the ground and took two more steps toward Ye Qingyou.

"Your Majesty, this Xiang Feimo was invited to the palace by my servants, just to hear him play the zither. If Your Majesty continues to beat him like this, someone will die!"

Jin Huan patiently and earnestly offered her words of comfort.

Ye Qingyou lowered her head and glanced at him.

"The whole world belongs to the king. All within the four seas are his subjects."

After saying this, Ye Qingyou turned and left.

After Ye Qingyou left, the eunuchs beat her even harder.

Xiang Feimo, after all, was a man of principle; even after being beaten to this state, he still stood still.

The bloodstains on the white shirt, drop by drop, resembled red plum blossoms painted on the white snow.

"Fei Mo, you..."

Li Jinhuan stood up and walked to Xiang Feimo. In front of many eunuchs, there were many things he couldn't say.

In the end, all he could do was signal to him with his eyes that he could kneel down.

Not kneeling down was just one of the methods they had thought of to attract Ye Qingyou.