a school of fox talk

Yin Hanting pursed the corners of his mouth coldly, "...from breaking into my side hall last night to playing a tune today, I have indulged you too much."

"What's the difference?" Bai Ke was still obsessed with this question.

Yin Hanting only thought it was ironic, but he was just a little beast who could change shape, and he wanted to tell the truth without telling the truth, so he actually planned to ask the bottom line at this moment?

Bai Po lowered his gloomy eyes, and twirled his fingers around the ends of his hair, "Hair? Appearance? Identity?"

Yin Hanting laughed back angrily: "How do you think you can compare to him? Phantom?"

Bai Po paused for a moment, and said to himself: "Or... bed skills?"

The faces of the guards in the palace brightened immediately.

Yin Hanting was furious, dropped the teacup in an instant, and said sharply, "Kneel down, execute!"

The guards knelt down on Bai Po, but unfortunately Bai Po's waist was still straight, he suddenly wanted to laugh when he saw Yin Hanting's expression that he would never allow others to defile his treasured things...

It's also ridiculous.

Obviously...he was right in front of his eyes.

Bai Po brushed his hair to the front, unbuttoned the complicated red robe, followed by the snow-white inner garment, the hem of which slid to the crook of his arm, and the hem of the clothes spread out, exposing his thin back in the eyes of everyone.

Ying waved his hand like a whip, and said: "One."

"Crack!" The tail of the whip swept across the white and delicate skin, leaving deep red marks, and when it was pulled up, there was a little bit of flesh.

Bai Po's body trembled violently, it hurt so much.

"two."

"Snapped!"

……

"Nine."

Bai Po clenched his teeth, until the tenth time, his eyes were blurred, his waist softened, and his body leaned forward, but he supported it with his hands when he hit the ground.

How could his body become so fragile now...

By the way, because I didn't finish the medicine...the sachet is still at Yin Hanting's place...

Bai Po raised his head and looked at the man who had already taken the throne, wanting to ask in his heart: Why are you willing to hit me?

Yin Hanting's complexion was a bit ugly, and sweat dripped from Ying Yi's forehead, "Eleven."

……

"fifteen."

……

"twenty."

Bai Ke buried his face on the back of his hand, which was already covered with sweat and tears, and his back was in a burning pain. Every whip seemed to be whipped on his bones, and the sticky flesh and blood would fly away.

The water in the whip washing bucket was already red, and the medicinal juice dripped in earlier could not relieve his pain. Although Ying Yi kept his strength, but Long Jun was watching without blinking, he didn't dare to make it too obvious.

"25."

"Ah——" Bai Ke finally couldn't help crying out, his body trembling violently involuntarily, he didn't want to make a sound, didn't want to show his timidity, and didn't want Yin Hanting to see his jokes, but he really couldn't help it.

"26."

"Uh..." Seemingly yelling could relieve a lot of pain, Bai Ke wiped his eyes, raised his head with the last bit of strength, and turned his pale hair into black.

This way... it's exactly the same as the painting...

He watched Yin Hanting's face turn from ashen to pale and then to ashen, and finally a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but after the joy, there was still a lot of helplessness and sadness, and the man still didn't believe him.

"Thirty, the number of Longjun whippings has been..."

"Fight until he is willing to change his appearance back."

Ying's palms were covered with sweat, "31."

"Snapped!"

He can finally give up...

It's so pitiful to be alone guarding his own memory, that person has completely got rid of his existence and walked out of the haze of separation.A thin canvas left by the gangsters has also found a better home.

"32."

And he can also forget the surprise and apprehensive licking kiss under the abyss. In the darkness where there were only two people, everything was carefully hidden, and he was not forced by the sun to have nowhere to hide, full of ugly appearances.

"33."

It's just that even the thoughts seem to be a lot dull in the pain, Bai Po finally thought of the answer to the question——

Why are you willing to hit me?

"34."

"Snapped!"

"..." Bai Ke's murmur was too soft, and the sound of the long whip piercing the air was too loud, no one could hear it clearly.

Probably because he is just a little fox with no power, no power, and no one to rely on.

Bai Po didn't know when the whipping would end, because he passed out before it ended, and was finally sent back to Lanxuan by the guards.

When he woke up three days later, the cool wind passing through the veil lazily brushed his face, he only struggled lightly, and a sharp and burning pain came from his back, "Uh."

He was lying face down.

When Changwei and Changxuan heard the movement, they hurried in from the outside, almost weeping with joy: "Young Master! You are finally awake, Young Master!"

"My lord, drink some water." Chang Wei took the teacup and carefully fed Bai Jian to drink a little, moistening her lips and throat.

Bai Po cleared his throat and asked, "How did I get back here?"

It's okay not to mention this, but Changwei's eyes started to turn red when he mentioned it, "Sister Lanyu and Lord Yingyi sent you back."

Changxuan interjected: "I heard that Master Ying Qi entered the punishment hall to send an urgent report to Long Jun, and then Long Jun suspended his sentence and left."

No wonder, Bai Po smiled wryly and said, "I thought I would be beaten to death." His hair was still the black color he had transformed to anger Yin Hanting at that time, but now he has returned to its original whiteness.

"Where's the little jade?"

Changwei and Changxuan looked at each other, and replied: "Sister Lanyu's punishment has been spared, and she is currently on duty in the study room."

Bai Po breathed a sigh of relief, Chang Xuan went to prepare ointment for him to wipe the wound, while Chang Wei was afraid that he would be bored, so she sat on the bedside and peeled grapes for him.

Bai Po wanted to prop up his body, but found that he had more energy than strength, so he had no choice but to give up, obediently ate grapes and said, "Well... am I seriously injured?"

Chang Wei saw that there was hardly a piece of intact skin on the thin back, first bit her lip, and finally comforted her: "Sister Lanyu said that it is all flesh and flesh injuries, and it will not affect the bones, young master, take care of it with peace of mind. , Lord Long bestowed many good herbs."

Bai Po immediately frowned and said, "Don't eat, take it away."

Chang Wei continued to persuade: "Most of the medicinal materials given by the Dragon Lord can be used internally. You don't know. Chang Xuan is best at making soup. She puts the medicine in the belly of the chicken and stews it. It’s not bitter, but very fragrant, and the chicken will be very tender if simmered for a whole afternoon with the chicken.”

Bai Po: "..."

"Hey... This makes me hungry!" A sigh that didn't belong to anyone in the room floated in from the window.

Chang Wei shook her body and exchanged glances with the people outside, "Ah—" She was so frightened that she fell off the bed.

However, Bai Po couldn't move his body, so he turned his head suddenly, and saw a tall figure flashing past the gauze curtain, and then, the screams of the maids came from outside the bedroom one after another.

"Who are you?!"

"Stop! How dare you trespass on Lanxuan!"

A man in an indigo dragon pattern gown turned in from the door without hesitation as if he didn't hear it, and walked straight to the bed, ignoring a group of panicked girls who were about to call for the guards.

Chang Wei, who fell to the ground, was almost stunned until her eyes fell on the golden embroidered pattern on the hem of the man's clothes...

Such lines... only the dragon kings in the four seas dare to wear it.

It is said that the Dragon King of the North Sea grows a beard all year round, and the Dragon King of the West Sea is weak and never goes out. Only the Dragon King of the South China Sea is in his weakest years and has a deep friendship with the East China Sea.

Then Chang Wei bowed to the ground in panic and said: "My servants don't know that the Dragon King of the South China Sea is coming, please forgive me."

"Wha... please... please forgive me, the Dragon King." Chang Xuan, who was carrying medicinal chicken soup at the door, was puzzled, but when she saw Chang Wei kneeling, she immediately softened, and the soup cup in her hand Followed by a shaking, almost fell over.

Bai Po: "Be careful with my soup!"

Man: "Watch out for my soup!"

Changwei and Changxuan: "..."

After a short silence, Bai Ke, who was still obediently lying on his stomach, immediately raised his entire upper body, with a serious and serious expression that Chang Wei and Chang Xuan had never seen before, and squinted his eyes to watch the so-called Nan Hailong Wang Dao: "This is obviously my soup."

"Ahem..." The man forced a serious dry cough, and repeated: "I am the Dragon King."

The snatched Bai Po immediately frowned, completely ignoring Chang Wei who was repeatedly gesticulating with his fingers, and said word by word: "I, my, soup!"

Changwei and Changxuan: "..."

The atmosphere seemed strangely solemn.