There are two days left until the ghost market auction begins.
In the past two days, Yun Luo has not been idle.
She changed her original plan to return to Yun Mansion and spent all her time in the library of Prince Jing's Mansion, studying a large number of ancient books over and over again, hoping to find a way to benefit the little fox.
As a result, His Royal Highness King Jing was left out in the cold, and he did not dare to disturb the princess's "business", so he could only vent his depressed thoughts on the two little guys.
On the second day after returning from the East Palace, Jun Buli kicked off his short legs and was thrown into the Siguo Pavilion by his collar.
"Bang bang bang!" Several loud noises.
The doors and windows of Siguo Pavilion were directly fixed with wooden bars, and the courtyard door was locked with heavy chains.
Jun Buli was locked in the room alone. He was stunned for a long time. He was so angry that he ran over and smashed the door: "Bad dad, what do you want to do? Let me out quickly!"
Jun Wuchen stood outside the door and said with a proud smile: "This is what your mother promised, saying that you have made a mistake and must be punished. From today on, you will be confined here in Siguo Pavilion for half a month.
I was punished by copying the family rules two hundred times."
Jun Buli was shocked!
As soon as he turned his head, he saw that the room was empty.
There is nothing except a bed and a set of desks.
Thick white paper and pen and ink were prepared on the desk, which made the little guy’s scalp numb.
"I don't believe it, my mother would never do this to me, please let me out!"
Jun Buli was extremely angry, banging on the door with his little hands, kicking and kicking, even using his spiritual power.
Unfortunately, it is of no use.
Jun Wuchen was determined to lock him up, how could he escape so easily?
"When you finish copying the house rules and the confinement is over, you can ask your mother again." Jun Wuchen happily listened to the little guy yelling in grief and anger in the room, and smiled.
What a picture of "deep love between father and son"...
Turning around, he ordered the guards in the yard: "No one is allowed to let the young prince out. The daily meals and water are handed in through the small door. When he finishes copying, he will come out."
"Yes, Your Highness."
The guards responded bitterly.
"Bad daddy, let me out! Let me out..."
Jun Wuchen curled his lips happily, listened to the little guy's screams, and walked out slowly.
As soon as I walked to the door, I saw some silver-white pointed fox ears, which shrank back into the bushes, as if pretending that they didn't exist.
Jun Wuchen stopped and said with a half-smile, "Why don't you come out yet?"
The little fox remained motionless.
"Your mother said that during the next half month of confinement, you will serve me tea and water, serve me personally, and not complain at all, to show that you admit your mistake..."
"I'm right!!"
The little fox was so frightened that he suddenly popped his head out of the bush, staring at him with big angry eyes, full of milk and fierceness.
"It's all your fault. You must have said something bad to my mother, otherwise my mother wouldn't punish us!"
The little fox is so angry that he wants to bite this big bastard to death.
He actually complained to his mother secretly!
The mother was deceived so much that she locked up Buli and asked him to bring him tea and water...ah!
The little fox won’t do it.
Even if I beat him to death, I won’t do it.
Jun Wuchen felt physically and mentally refreshed and extremely happy when he was stared at by it. He deeply felt that the joy of being a father was based on his son's pain.
After all, during his wife's retreat for research, he was so bored. If he didn't bully and bully his son, there would be no fun at all.
"Yes, I just said bad things to your mother and filed a complaint, so what?"