Chapter 19 Punishment to kneel in the rain and ridiculed
"Well. Ah. Your Majesty, please be gentle... be gentle."
The woman's soft and glutinous panting slowly flowed out from under the man's body. Her little face as white as snow was slightly red from the bed. There was an obvious layer of thin sweat on her forehead. Her enchanting white legs were tight.
Clinging tightly to the man's strong waist, his black hair rose and fell as his body twitched.
The two balls of Hunyuan on the chest slowly and suddenly rose up under the caress of the man's fingers. A pair of black and white eyes narrowed slightly, and the cherry lips raised a beautiful arc.
Yehua responded lightly, and slowly moved his big hands from her two balls to her round waist. He rubbed it hard, and his lower body became firm. All the hotness exclusive to men was left in the woman's Wenxiang.
In the heat.
As the woman under him let out the last moan, Yehua let out a heavy breath, frowned slightly, and brushed his fingers ambiguously towards the woman's face. The face that was gentle just now was suddenly covered with a layer of frost.
He said coldly: "What happened just now."
"That's what Wanyao said just now." Wanyao avoided Yehua's burning gaze, tilted her head slightly, slowly moved her fingers towards Yehua's chest, and said softly: "Your Majesty, should we...
Again......"
Yehua avoided her fingers with some boredom. At this moment, a flash of thunder suddenly flashed across the dark night sky. Then, with a "crash...", heavy rain poured down from the sky quickly.
Come down.
"She's just a child, why do you treat her like this? Didn't you have a childhood? Did you spend your childhood like this?"
Following the muffled sounds of thunder, Ye Guoguo's stubborn voice lingered back and forth in his ears.
When he was a child, Ye Hua snorted coldly from his nose. There was a hint of chill in his cold eyes.
Wanyao frowned slightly, stretched out her white right arm and climbed up slowly along his waist, pressed her cheek against his back which was covered with a thin layer of sweat but smelled of mint, and coyly whispered: "Your Majesty
, don’t go, I’m afraid.”
"I'm here." Yehua just responded lightly, patted her little hand around his waist, handed one side of the clothes to the woman, and said calmly: "Put it on, it's cold.
"
Seeing that Yehua didn't mean to blame her, Wanyao responded with a smile, took the clothes from his hands and put them on her body. However, there was a sharp look in her eyes without any concealment.
Yehua looked thoughtfully at the increasingly heavy pouring rain, and the stubborn face of Ye Guoguo once again appeared in his mind.
Damn it. Yehua cursed secretly in his heart. He put on his clothes calmly and said, "Tomorrow, you have to go back to Wanchun Building."
Wanyao's clear black and white eyes were covered with a layer of tears, "My lord, are you..."
"I won't abandon you, just do your thing with peace of mind, and I will arrange the rest." Yehua replied calmly. As he spoke, he opened the door, and the bright red color was faintly submerged in the heavy rain.
Looking at Ye Hua's retreating back, the hand holding the quilt suddenly tightened, and the obedient demeanor just now disappeared, leaving behind a vicious face.
He said sternly: "Li Qiu, get out of here."
"Mother...Mother..." Li Qiu, who knew that she had made a mistake, did not dare to stay where she was. She staggered to Wanyao's bed and knelt on the ground timidly, kowtowing.
It's like pounding garlic.
"Your Majesty, this slave is wrong, this slave..." "Pah." Before she could finish her words, a cruel and ruthless slap had already been slapped on her face.
Li Qiu did not dare to talk back, because she knew that fighting back might result in a more severe beating. Her eyes were slightly red, and she shed a layer of tears but she still did not dare to leave them.
"If that Hua Xuanji hadn't been unfavored today, it would have been your master and me who were beaten." Wanyao shook her slightly aching palm and said sternly: "Have I taught you this since I was at Wanchun Tower?
, you must be cautious in your words and deeds, especially in this palace."
Li Qiu did not dare to reply, but just knelt on the spot, lowered her head and bit her lips, listening quietly.
"The palace is just as mixed as others. If you continue to be like this in the future, don't blame your master for being ruthless and driving you away."
Yehua's questioning again just now had already made her feel a little weak. When Li Qiu handed her the soup, he had actually told her the process vividly. Before she had time to explain, Hua Xuanji had already lost her sense of comprehension.
Came over.
Moreover, Ye Hua has always believed in himself, and he has almost never refuted what he said. A few days ago, he clearly said that he would give himself a status after this woman got married, but the result...
.it turns out.
"I realize my mistake." Li Qiu kept kowtowing with tears in her eyes, her smooth forehead already turning a little bright red.
Wanyao glared at Li Qiu angrily, turned away, and looked out the window at the world filled with rain.
That woman should still be kneeling there.
"Qingge, Qingge." Hua Xuanji, whose legs were already numb from kneeling, staggered to Qingge's side the first moment the heavy rain fell, and held her tightly in her arms.
Heavy raindrops hit my body, feeling cool in waves.
His cold conversation with himself seemed to be ringing in his ears again.
"As long as you kneel at the gate of this palace for a day and a night without eating or drinking, I will send Qing Ge for treatment."
"Qingge's injury won't last until that time."
"Kneel down or not?"
The smell of dust splashed by the rain went straight to Hua Xuanji's nose. Her fingers had been softened by the rain, and her broken wrist hung down weakly. She hugged Qingge tightly in her arms, trying to use her only remaining strength.
The body temperature warmed her, but her little face, which was washed white by the rain, was not weak at all.
The heavy rain was pouring down, hitting Hua Xuanji like whips. Pedestrians passing by saw the figure of a woman appearing in front of the palace. Some people were not afraid of the cold and stopped to watch carefully under umbrellas. There were even a few people who were not afraid of the cold and held umbrellas.
A meddlesome servant from the palace came out and hid under the eaves, squinting and commenting on Hua Xuanji.
"So she is the one whose body was broken." A boy finally couldn't bear the doubts in his heart and spoke softly.
"That's right!" Xiaojiu ran up from nowhere, leaned against the door with her arms crossed, and spat at her, "Shameless woman. She deserves it."
Hua Xuanji raised her head slightly, glanced at Xiao Jiu gently with her black and white eyes, and then moved to another place in an instant.
Xiao Jiu couldn't help but tremble when she saw him. He wanted to glare back, but was frightened away by her indifferent eyes.
The long eyelashes were soaked by the rain, and the world slowly became blurry. Hua Xuanji pinched herself hard, forcing herself to wake up.
Trembling and stubborn, he spoke out, standing straight: "In the face of evil forces, never bow your head!"