Your Majesty, the National Teacher is in a bad mood today

"If you can still shout for my death, then you still have energy, let's continue with the marriage." Han Jin looked at Ye Tang and sneered.

Ye Tang fell on the bed and stared at him.

The marriage that Han Jin talked about was just treating him as a plaything under his body, and it was neither a formal acceptance of a concubine nor an announcement to the public.

It's all about humiliating him.

"Don't worry, you will still be my national teacher in the future, don't think that I can let you go just by being a plaything." Han Jin continued to sneer.

Ye Tang lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling, and said nothing.

Then, Han Jin handed the medicine to Ye Tang: "Drink the medicine."

"Take it away, don't drink it." Ye Tang didn't even lift his eyelids.

Han Jin suddenly became angry, and sneered: "Don't drink? Ye Lingshuang, am I showing you too much face?"

Ye Tang sat up straight slowly, but didn't speak.

So, Han Jin pinched Ye Tang's mouth directly, and poured the medicine in his mouth into his mouth.

"Do you think I feel sorry for you? I just want to see you faint again because you have to sleep tonight!" Han Jin's movements were very rough.

Ye Tang was so caught off guard that his eyes were red from choking on the medicine, and the bitter soup was poured into his mouth continuously, and he took another mouthful before swallowing one mouthful.

The brown medicine soup flowed from the corner of Ye Tang's mouth, flowed down his neck and into his collar, staining the white undershirt.

"Cough..." Ye Tang coughed with red eyes, and reached out to push Han Jin's hands that were pinching his cheeks, but he couldn't move them no matter what.

They could only be forced to drink medicine.

Seeing that the bowl of medicinal soup was almost finished, Han Jin stopped, and casually put the bowl aside.

"Ye Lingshuang, it won't be the consequence of you daring to provoke me again." Han Jin looked at Ye Tang and sneered coldly.

Ye Tang resisted the nausea in his stomach, wiped the medicine juice from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and coughed softly with red eyes.

Han Jin looked at the scene in front of him with admiration.

His eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of Ye Tang's collar that was wet with the potion. During the struggle just now, the collar was loosened there, and now he could vaguely see the spring scenery inside.

Han Jin's expression darkened suddenly: "Who is Ye Guoshi trying to seduce with this appearance?"

Ye Tang looked up at Han Jin.

At this time, Han Jin had already grabbed Ye Tang's wrist, pressed his back to him, and violently tore off his clothes.

A burst of cold hit, Ye Tang shivered from the cold, and struggled violently.

"Han Funian! You bastard!" Ye Tang said angrily.

What responded to him was that the waist was pressed even lower by Han Jin.

"Speaking so rudely to me, Ye Lingshuang, are you worthy of being a minister?" Han Jin sneered.

"I supported you on the throne, and now you treat me like this?"

"Support me? What joke are you telling? Isn't it you who covets the throne the most?! Ye Lingshuang!"

There was the sound of clothes being torn.

Ye Tang was pressed on the bed and abused wantonly.

……

Ye Tang's body was already covered with marks, and he had no strength at all, lying on the bed in a daze.

Han Jin beside him was already fully dressed.

"The national teacher's ability on the bed is too bad, I hope to practice more, otherwise how can I serve you well?" Han Jin got up, looked back at Ye Tang and sneered.

After finishing speaking, Han Jin casually threw a set of clothes on Ye Tang.

"I'll let someone come in later to redress you. No matter what happens, I can't delay your marriage. I wonder if the national teacher is moved?"