Spring Breeze Crossing Guanshan

Guan Junchen looked at Yan Chunxi who was kneeling in front of him and trembling all the time. The young man was obviously too scared, and he crawled forward two steps desperately to beg for mercy, and hugged his brocade boots tightly, his tearful almond eyes were helpless looked up at him.

He thought for a while, but he didn't have the heart to pour salt water on the blood-stained slender back. It wasn't because he was soft-hearted, it was because he knew in his heart that Yan Chunxi was really innocent when it came to writing the confession. .

Of course he knew that what Yan Chunxi wrote was true, but what happened on the ninth night of October last year must be a lie.

In fact, when he saw Yan Chunxi's confession, he remembered that he had indeed given Yu Taojiu.

Yutao Wine, whose name comes from the word Fentao, is a wine of warmth.

Guan Junchen has been a masculine man for many years, and he knows that it is hard work for a boy to become a lover, so if it is the first time for a son who has just entered the mansion, he will give Yu Tao wine to relieve some pain.

This wine is warm but not harmful and not strong, as long as you don't drink too much, even if you don't have a good time, it's not a big problem, it's just that it's more difficult for a few hours.

He bestowed Yan Chunxi with the intention of staying in the Twelfth Hospital, but he couldn't control himself that night after all.

The ninth day of October is the key point.

That was the death day of King Xiang, but now he can no longer be called King Xiang.

In the first year of Chengde, King Xiang conspired against him, and his whole family was executed by Zhou Yingdi. Now... he should be called a rebel against Guan Zhenyang.

Although everyone in the world knows that Guan Zhenyang died in October, they don't know that his real death day is on the ninth day of October. It's all because King Xiang died in the sky prison before the day of execution.

Guan Junchen knew about this, because Emperor Zhou Ying ordered him to secretly take that cup of poisoned wine to the prison.And he is the only direct brother of King Xiang.He knew about this matter, Emperor Zhou Ying knew about it, but Wang Jinzhi didn't know about it, and no one in the whole house knew about it, and Yan Chunxi naturally didn't know about it either.

Drunkenness is not a serious problem, but getting drunk on the ninth day of October is definitely not a good thing.

The emperor who sits in the central dragon court is such a terrifying and mysterious emperor, even if he takes every step carefully and guesses carefully, he may be punished by many families, not to mention that Emperor Zhou Ying's fear of the sons of the former emperors is obvious to all.

But fortunately, he would actually have a few drinks from time to time, so the whole palace never took the matter of that day to heart, and no one talked too much. Guan Junchen didn't want to cause trouble, so he skipped it.Later, because he was busy with trivial matters such as collecting rents in the fief after autumn, he completely forgot about the day when Yan Chunxi was given wine, and he never thought of this person afterwards.

But he never expected that because of irrelevant things like Yan Chunxi and the guards, this incident would reveal the drunkenness on the ninth night of October.

It has always been the rule of the Great Zhou Dynasty that the private prison of the prince's mansion must have a confession for the record, and the Yamen can investigate the case at any time to show the law.

He didn't want to make a big fuss and let the whole family know that Yan Chunxi had retracted his confession. Instead, he would attract attention. He could only come here in a hurry at night to force Yan Chunxi to admit that he had lied and then rewrite a confession. , it's no wonder that Yan Chunxi was shocked and frightened, but he didn't know what to do.

Thinking about this, Guan Junchen really felt bitter, thinking that he was a dignified prince, who enlisted in the army when he was young, and won the three armies bravely, but now he has become a timid and frightened bird, but even so, what should have come can be avoided.

Last year, he was promoted and demoted secretly. He was given the title of first-rank prince and general of the southeast. The day before yesterday, he was given the title of 'Chen'. He retreated step by step like this, but where else can he retreat.

If one day he also retreated to the underworld, how could he face his own brother, King Xiang?

As soon as he thought of this, the bad breath suddenly vented.

Guan Junchen looked at the young man at his feet, raised his hand and splashed the salt water aside, then turned around and sat on the bench as usual, and said flatly, "Go, get the pen and ink."

Yan Chunxi felt like he was alive after a catastrophe. He took the pen and ink, struggled and knelt down next to Guan Junchen, spread the paper on the other side of the bench, and looked at Guan Junchen pitifully after holding the pen.

"Shall I teach you how to write?" Guan Junchen lowered his head.

Yan Chunxi nodded repeatedly.

"You just write what day it was and what you did, and you don't have to write anything else."

"Yes." Yan Chunxi replied, he was injured, and it was still difficult to hold the pen, but he still started to write seriously with the help of the oil lamp.

This scene was really a bit weird, Guan Junchen just looked at this young man who was supposed to be his son of the Twelfth Court in such a silent manner, and lowered his head in front of him, confessing those dirty things that made him, Prince Ning, lose face.

"Have you ever read a book?" Guan Junchen asked after seeing that Yan Chunxi was holding the pen in a correct posture. Although he was injured, he was still writing gracefully.

"Before the Yan family was convicted, they had been studying in the academy."

"Which Yan family? What was the crime?"

"A small tea merchant in Gusu...my father, Yan Qiusheng, was accused of bribing the prefect of Gusu with 300 taels of silver."

"Is there anyone else at home?"

Yan Chunxi paused, and whispered: "No one. The emperor's new policy to eradicate corruption, the family ransacked the family's house, beheaded my father, and all adult males were exiled for three thousand miles. Chunxi was not yet an adult at that time, so he was not exiled, but he was not an official. Slave—Your Majesty, Chunxi has already written it, please read it.”

Emperor Zhou Ying's New Deal began with the purge of corrupt officials, but its ultimate goal was not like this.

In the first year of Chengde alone, thousands of officials were convicted in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and more than [-] merchants were implicated.Among them, there are countless giant merchants, including the Lin family of Jinling and the Bai family of salt merchants.

Some people got greedy and ransacked all over the house.Some people are not greedy, but they have to die.The little Gusu salt merchant, with a mere 300 taels of silver, also suffered such a catastrophe.

Guan Junchen knew very well that during the Chengde period of the Great Zhou Dynasty, behind the mighty national power of the country and the people's security, there was another bloody and terrifying picture.

Yan Chunxi and the Yan family are just the most insignificant corner of this gruesome scene.

Yan Chunxi lowered his head, couldn't see his expression clearly, but held up the written rice paper with both hands.

Guan Junchen didn't answer: "Your status is lowly. Only the Eighteen Crane Gardens of the palace don't care about the status, give you the title of son, eat and drink, and make offerings to you, but you do things like this? You have read books, don't you?" Do you not know the four characters of etiquette, righteousness, honesty and shame?"

Yan Chunxi's palms trembled.

"Look up and watch the king answer! How many times have you been together?"

Holding the confession, Yan Chunxi lifted his head weakly, his lips were already biting white: "Four, four times..."

Guan Junchen kicked the young man hard on the chest with a "bang", and watched Yan Chunxi stand up in pain as he got up, and knelt down again holding the confession, before continuing to ask slowly: "What have you all done?"

Yan Chunxi trembled all over, unable to utter a single word.

Now he is terrified of Prince Ning, who is handsome and handsome in front of him, but also as terrifying as Shura—this person is really more frightening to him than the nine-section whip.

Guan Junchen said expressionlessly: "If you don't want to say it, then you just want to show it to me?"

"No, no," Yan Chunxi shook his head in fright, "We hugged each other... kissed, touched, touched the front, nothing else..."

"You wrote in your confession that you took the initiative to ask for sex?"

"Yes."

Guan Junchen sneered: "You have a heart, and you are not afraid of death if you still hug yourself at this time. However, death is not terrible at all, but can you bear the crime of living?"

Yan Chunxi looked at Guan Junchen, a look of misery flashed across his face, and suddenly said: "My lord, that night...why did you give wine to tease Chunxi?"

Guan Junchen's face darkened: "This king has already told you - don't tell lies."

Yan Chunxi didn't ask any more questions, his round almond eyes suddenly glowed with a moving light because of Yingying's tears, he just looked at Guan Junchen like this, as if he was lost in his thoughts, but he didn't think so. Terrified, she just murmured: "The entire Yan family has been convicted, the father beheaded, the elder brother exiled, and the women's relatives sold off, Chunxi is nothing more than a lonely ghost in this world from now on.

"Only after that, after that night, Chunxi finally tasted the joy of being alive, tasted the joy of love, Chunxi couldn't resist...Chunxi should die, she has nothing and shouldn't be alive People, perhaps should have died a long time ago, but having suffered this before death, it must have been worth it. I only hope that the prince will grant Chunxi a death, the pain of the nine-section whip is really... unbearable."

Guan Junchen's palms were quietly clenched under the wide sleeves of his robe, his red phoenix eyes narrowed sullenly, and he suddenly asked: "You said, you have tasted the joy of love, and death is worth it?"

"I beg the lord to grant Chunxi a death." Yan Chunxi didn't answer, but kowtowed resolutely.

Guan Junchen was about to kill Yan Chunxi immediately, but after hearing this, somehow, he became truly angry in vain.

worth it?Did he want to die laughing?

A rude and lowly guard can understand love affairs, can understand bed, and let him say such shameless words.

happy?Dare to say you know how to love and be happy just by touching the front?

Ignorance, absurdity!Guan Junchen suddenly thought, he must not just go along with his wishes like this.

At this moment, the iron door was knocked lightly, and Wang Jinzhi's voice said outside the door: "My lord, it's almost dawn, Grandma Liu is here to do her work."

Kneeling Yan Chunxi was so frightened that his legs went limp when he heard Grandma Liu's name.

In fact, it's not that he is not afraid of death. In fact, who can think of living a long life, but in the past two days, he has been beaten so hard that he can't live without it. The punishment of the nine-section whip is extremely vicious. It seems that the wound is not terrible. , In fact, a whip can make people faint from pain.

And Grandma Liu is too powerful. First, she applied ice to her back to numb her skin and flesh. At the beginning, she didn't suffer from blood collapse, and the pain was not so severe. But after a while, it became more and more severe. generally.

In the past two days, Yan Chunxi passed out and was woken up by pouring cold water and being strangled. In the prison, the best ginseng soup was always prepared for him to hang his life. There is really no way to seek death.

Such a severe punishment, even the most rough-skinned man can't bear it for a long time, let alone Yan Chunxi.

Although the Yan family in Gusu is not considered to be a great businessman, their family background is well-off. In addition, Yan Chunxi is the youngest son of Yan's father. The family was in trouble, but Yan Chunxi entered Prince Ning's Mansion after a few days of hard life, so he didn't suffer any flesh and blood.

This time he was thrown into the Underworld, and Grandma Liu is the King of Hades, how could he not be afraid.

After Grandma Liu came in, she saw that it was Guan Junchen sitting on the bench, so she immediately knelt down and bowed respectfully, saying: "The villain Liu Bing pays homage to the lord. The lord came here with his family. I don't know the punishment of twenty lashes today." , do you still want to fight?"

"Why don't you fight?"

Guan Junchen opened his mouth lightly, seeing the young man kneeling almost pale and limp on the ground, he continued slowly: "It's just that there's no need to trouble Grandma Liu with the twenty lashes today, I want to beat myself."

Grandma Liu was taken aback for a moment: "Then, can the prince prepare the instruments of torture for you?"

"No need."

Guan Junchen stood up, glanced at Yan Chunxi meaningfully with a pair of dark red phoenix eyes, and then said to Wang Jinzhi: "Grandma Liu's errands are well done, thank you."

"Also—take Yan Chunxi back to the courtyard and find someone to heal his injuries."

Before he finished speaking, he had already walked out of the cell.Only Wang Jinzhi who was standing there, and Yan Chunxi who was sitting on the ground stunned were left behind.

……

Yan Chunxi was taken from his cell back to his twelfth courtyard in such a daze.

For the next month or so, people took good ointments to heal his wounds every day, and his basic necessities were the same as before, without any harsh treatment, as if such a thing had never happened.

In fact, Yan Chunxi wasn't the only one who was confused. People in the palace didn't make murmurs, but no one dared to mention it.

This is not a matter of petty theft by a random servant, the Eighteenth Crane Garden masters are all the prince's pet servants, whether they have been touched or not, they are just the prince's private sex.Messing with the guards is more than pouring dirty water on the prince's face, it is simply throwing the prince's face on the ground and stepping on it. This Prince Ning is not a good-tempered person, but this time it is unprecedented. He didn't kill Yan Chunxi, and even the guard was still locked in the cell without moving.

The wound left by the nine-section whip was quite serious. Fortunately, it was the middle of winter at this time, and the wound was not inflamed. It was slowly healed by the good wound medicine provided by the palace, and it was already healed. But I don't know how many years and months it will take for the scars to fade slowly.

Yan Chunxi could only stay in the room all day, and was really depressed, but still a little frightened, not knowing how the prince would treat him.

In the afternoon of that day, Yan Chunxi was wrapped in a thick white fur rabbit fur, lying in front of the window with his head tilted a little bored, watching the servants busily hanging big red lanterns all over the palace.

In a few days, it will be New Year's Eve.

Yan Chunxi sighed softly. In the past two years, he was always afraid of the New Year. Now he is alone in this world, and there is no one with whom he can reunite.This year is even more frightening, the prince let him go, but he hasn't visited him once in more than a month, and he doesn't know what it means.

When Wang Jinzhi came, he was in a complicated mood.

For more than a month, Yan Chunxi seemed to be leisurely and leisurely, but other people in the mansion were on duty with trepidation, for fear that whoever accidentally got into Prince Ning's bad luck.

The year is very busy, Guan Junchen not only has to take care of the fiefs and taxes, but also the court has to be careful. These days, he doesn't go to the Fifth Court very often, but Yan Chunxi will ask about his injuries every now and then. He just heard about his injuries the day before yesterday. The doctor said that most of the injuries on Yan Chunxi's back had healed, and only a day later, he asked Wang Jinzhi to come over.

But this cannot be said to be Guan Junchen's concern, Wang Jinzhi felt chills when he thought of the things Guan Junchen ordered him to prepare earlier.

"Mr. Yan," Wang Jinzhi stood still in front of the window, and said in a deep voice, "I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing? The prince sent me over to see what you want to eat. Please order something tonight."

"What do you want to eat...?" Yan Chunxi just asked back in a daze, and immediately stood up in panic: "My lord wants me to order?"

"Yes, you can order, the prince will come over tonight."

Dishes can be ordered, but it's not about eating.

The rules of the palace are very strict, and the prince wants to stay overnight to favor the young master, but he doesn't say it clearly, because he doesn't want to sound detrimental to the gentleman.

Just before nightfall, simply send someone to ask the young master of the courtyard to order a favorite dish besides the regular dishes, and the meaning is already clear.

Yan Chunxi naturally knew this rule, but why did he never expect that the prince would have such an order to him.

Guan Junchen brought the brocade book to the Twelfth Academy at the beginning of Haishi.

He had just returned from drinking with several officials in Fengxian Tower and Jinling. He was dressed in a white robe and jade belt, and his black hair was tied up in a golden crown, revealing his beautiful forehead and well-groomed sideburns.

Although Guan Junchen was not young, he was born with a natural and graceful appearance, as if he would never grow old.Usually, his inner face is calm, but he looks majestic and majestic, but today he must be slightly drunk, and his pair of pitch-black red phoenix eyes are unexpectedly radiant and full of vitality in the night.

His white robe was not stained with any dust, as if he came down from the moon and opened the door. Even Yan Chunxi, who knelt down to greet him, was a little distracted.

As soon as Guan Junchen came in, he gracefully lifted the hem of his robe and sat down in the main seat of the lobby.

Jin Shuli held a tray covered with red silk, and stood beside him with his head bowed.

"Does the squirrel mandarin fish made in the mansion still suit your appetite?" Guan Junchen seemed to have no memory of the previous events at all.

"It's so delicious, thank you, my lord." Yan Chunxi lowered his head slightly.

"As long as you like it, you don't have to kneel, and go to bed, there are a few things I want to explain."

"Yes, my lord."

Yan Chunxi had never seen Guan Junchen look so amiable, he listened to the order and obediently lay down on the spacious bed, looking nervously at Guan Junchen who was still sitting upright.

"Jinshu, ask someone to bring in more heaters. It's the middle of winter. He has just recovered from his injuries, and he will be naked for half the night later, so he won't get sick from the cold again."

"Ask the small kitchen to prepare porridge with mushrooms and scallops. It's ready." Guan Junchen paused, then continued casually: "I'm in a very good mood today, and the little thing is working hard—don't be hungry at night, I'll send it later People come in."

Yan Chunxi's face turned red, he clutched the quilt awkwardly, looked at Guan Junchen with a pair of round almond eyes, and suddenly asked cautiously, "My lord, is the lotus, lotus seed and white fungus porridge ready?"

Guan Junchen was also happy, and he waved his sleeves: "You like sweets, Cheng, I'll listen to you."

He has a gentle face, but a cold smile in his heart, the little bitch can climb the pole quite well, so there's nothing wrong with it, anyway, he won't spare his life at dawn anyway.

Guan Junchen unbuttoned his white robe and sat on the edge of the bed in only a silk shirt, beckoning.When Jin Shu saw it, he quickly took off the red silk, then bowed and lifted the tray to the side of the bed.

"Since it was agreed before, the remaining twenty lashes must be finished."

While speaking, Guan Junchen slowly rolled up his cuffs to reveal a slender wrist, and then took out a dark brown leather whip with a red gold handle from the tray.

After hearing this, Yan Chunxi's body tensed up immediately.He looked at Guan Junchen with a hint of panic and fear in his eyes.

Jin Shu immediately picked up a pair of heavy golden chains from the tray and took a step forward, but Guan Junchen waved his hand, "Wait a minute."

"Whether this kind of thing is useful or not is up to you. If you don't want to use it, you can separate your legs and hold them with your hands. You are not allowed to hide or let go before the twenty lashes are finished—choose."

Yan Chunxi looked at the chains that looked heavy and terrifying, and then looked up at Guan Junchen's unrelenting expression. Although he felt really ashamed in his heart, he could only whisper aggrievedly: "I, I will do it myself..."

"Then that's the only thing left." A smile appeared in Guan Junchen's eyes, and he picked up the last thing on the tray.

When Yan Chunxi saw the little golden ring, he hurriedly shook his head and couldn't help begging for mercy: "My lord, can I choose this way?"

"I can't do that." Guan Junchen waved his hand to signal Jin Shu to back down, and said flatly, "I can't choose this way, it's to punish you."

"Come."

Guan Junchen put those scary things aside first, then hugged Yan Chunxi's thin body into his arms, held that small face with both hands, then turned his head and used his teeth to gently grind the boy's round earlobes :"little things."

"Hmm..." Yan Chunxi's body trembled sensitively, his chest heaved rapidly, but he didn't seem to be too afraid of people, but stretched out his arms to actively hug Guan Junchen's neck.

Guan Junchen reached into Yan Chunxi's skirt, and skillfully took off the thin shirt,

The shoulders of the boy who has not yet grown into a man are soft and graceful, and there are two light red flesh granules on the thin chest, like two small cherries on a white jade plate, standing upright timidly.

He had never been whipped on his chest. Under the lamplight, his jade-like skin was like a piece of unfurled silk, without any scars or roughness. When touched, it felt like his fingertips would be immersed in that kind of tactile sensation.

All of a sudden, Guan Junchen felt a little regretful that he was tortured before he was killed. Such a masterpiece of heaven really shouldn't be destroyed.

Yan Chunxi couldn't stand Guan Junchen's scrutiny, so he buried his head in Guan Junchen's shoulder shyly.

Guan Junchen smiled, and didn't force Yan Chunxi to raise his head. He just stretched out his hand to grab the young man's soft nipples, and kneaded them vigorously.

"Well, ah..." Yan Chunxi's body collapsed, and he couldn't help crying out. Although there was a slight pain in the clear voice, his body became hotter and hotter.

Guan Junchen is familiar with Fengyue, and knows that he should be more careful when dealing with this delicate part, so he has mastered every bit of strength very well, only causing Yan Chunxi a little pain, but immediately followed by a tingling pleasure.At the same time, the other hand was not idle, and he groped down Yan Chunxi's narrow waist, and soon found that the part between the boy's legs had turned up slightly, he seemed to be particularly sensitive.

This young man has a kind of natural frankness, the round almond eyes are always filled with pure and sincere vitality, even if the eyes are moistened by lust now, they look sweet and lovely.

He has such a lively and fragrant body, but there is a certain kind of amorous desire flowing in his greenness.

Even though Guan Junchen kept in mind that this was a young man who had been touched by others, he thought he would feel that such a dirty pampering and courting look was degrading, but he never expected that he would not be able to feel the slightest disgust towards Yan Chunxi.

Guan Junchen is also really hateful. While he was skillfully scratching the fragile bell mouth with his fingertips, making Yan Chunxi unable to restrain his emotion and moaning softly in his arms, he suddenly buckled the gold ring on the boy's upright chest by surprise. The roots of the avatar.

"Woo..." Although Yan Chunxi's body tensed up in pain, he didn't struggle, and only helplessly grabbed the corner of Guan Junchen's silk shirt.

Guan Junchen, however, let go of the boy's body that had been heated up by him, and tore off the hem of his clothes. He picked up the whip at the side, and patted the bed: "Lie down."

Yan Chunxi knew in his heart that he would not be able to escape this tonight, so he was very obedient.

Under the light, the young man's naked body seemed to have a delicate halo. He curled up a little bit shyly, and he didn't know where to look.

How could Guan Junchen let him go, leaned over and patted the round buttocks of the young man under him: "Separate the legs."

Yan Chunxi's face blushed violently, and he did as he was told.

"Separate them again, and hold them with your hands." Guan Junchen kept a straight face, no longer the gentleness just now.

Yan Chunxi closed his eyes, put his hands on his legs and spread them apart, completely exposing the most secret parts of his body to Guan Junchen's condescending scrutiny.Although she hadn't been beaten yet, she was so ashamed that the roots of her eyelashes were wet.

Guan Junchen used the tip of his whip to slowly sweep across Yan Chunxi's pitiful avatar bound by the golden ring, and then paused intriguingly at the tight pink hole between his thighs.

"My lord... Are you hitting there, too?" Yan Chunxi's hands hugging his thighs were trembling with fear.

"If you keep your eyes closed, you may not know where my whip will hit you."

The boy looked up with a pair of moist almond eyes, and his eyes were full of bewilderment.He really couldn't figure out Guan Junchen's methods, when he was gentle, he could make beautiful ripples in his body like a river of spring water, but when his complexion cooled down, it made him afraid to the bone.

"Twenty lashes, don't move, don't hide, remember the number in your heart, if I ask you a question and you can't answer it, we'll hit it all over again."

Guan Junchen caressed the whip, and he used his eyes wantonly to roam the body at his disposal, as if he was picking a place he liked the most to use the whip.

"Crack", a clean crisp sound.

Yan Chunxi yelled in surprise, tears welled up in his eyes at the first glance, he really didn't expect such pain.

A bloodstain slowly bloomed on the boy's chest, and even deliberately hit the soft milk bead on the left, a few drops of bright blood seeped out from under the thin skin, and then slowly flowed down.

But before he could recover, four whips hit him in a series.This time, the four whips were all hit on the inner thigh.

The skin there is already the most tender and sensitive, these few heavy blows, although they were very precise and did not touch the critical part in the middle of the legs, they still made Yan Chunxi burst into tears: "My lord, my lord... forgive me , it hurts..."

Although he didn't dare to move his body at all, he trembled violently because of the pain. The golden ring was not a problem at the moment, because that part was already so painful that it was already wilting.

Guan Junchen was unmoved, he took a pillow beside Yan Chunxi and placed it under Yan Chunxi's body, the boy's upturned buttocks were immediately exposed to his eyes more bluntly, he moved his wrist slightly, and another series of five lashes mercilessly hit him. down.

Each of the five whips landed loudly on the fullest part of the buttocks, but there was no bleeding from a single whip, only five light red marks appeared.

Yan Chunxi was so frightened that his eyes were wide open, but these five whips...but apart from the throbbing pain before, there was more of a strange, numb feeling, all the way to the tailbone.

Guan Junchen touched Yan Chunxi's scalded ass with great interest, and with a movement of his right hand, he whipped lightly around the small hole between his buttocks. This time, there was not even a single red mark left.

Yan Chunxi clearly felt that he was afraid. After all, such a fragile part was hit, but his toes curled up in embarrassment. Somehow, a soft and sweet moan came out of his throat, and his body seemed to move. Rubbing impatiently on the bed like a cat in spring.

In fact, Guan Junchen joined the army when he was young, but the weapon he was good at was neither a sword nor a gun, but a long whip of a wandering dragon.

He specializes in one skill, his wrist strength is not only strong, but also accurate.

There is not only the strength of a whip to smash green bricks, but also the ingenuity of picking up fallen leaves with the tip of the whip within three meters.

Now that the idle gift is in the mansion, it is no longer useful for fighting the enemy, but it is still handy when used in bed, no one is better than him when it comes to manipulating people with a whip.

Whether it hurts or plays well, whether it hurts three points or seven points, whether the injury disappears in one day or three days, for him, he can play steadily and accurately with his eyes closed.

How could Yan Chunxi understand these things? He has only counted half of them, and he has already been fooled.