C5

Ming You felt a burning pain on her butt. After struggling for a long time, Feng Xian's attacks became even more ruthless. Ming You couldn't do anything about it. It was painful and aggrieved, so she could only cry, "Awoo, awoo, awoo!" It sounded like the sad cry of a lonely little beast in the middle of the night.

The palace maids and eunuchs were so frightened that they lingered outside the palace hall, wanting to open their mouths but not knowing how to ask. Little Shun Zi carried the horsetail whisk as he walked around with a frown. His heart was in turmoil.

What was His Majesty and His Highness up to? Why is His Highness crying so hard? Should he ask? After offending His Highness, General Ming's sword was polished to a shiny point.

However, if he were to ask the emperor, who loved to hold grudges, then he would have to dig out his intestines and feed them to the dogs! He was in a dilemma. Little Shun Zi's lips trembled for a long time before he pretended to be deaf and mute.

"Bastard, the goose will tell father tomorrow. You are so angry, wuu!" "Mingyou was so sad that he couldn't speak properly.

"If you dare to cry again, I will open your butt wide open tonight." Feng Xian gritted her teeth and threatened as she listened to her weeping that didn't stop for a long time.

Ming You stubbornly looked at him. Just as he was about to continue crying and resist, he suddenly felt a snot bubble up from his nose as he opened his mouth. The atmosphere suddenly became awkward and quiet. Mingyou also realized that something was wrong and stared blankly. Feng Qian, on the other hand, couldn't hold back her laughter any longer.

The corners of his handsome face could not help but smile. His smile was still very wide, and his body was still brimming with laughter. That smile was mocking him, mocking him. "Hahahahahaha …" "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" She wanted to comfort herself, but she couldn't. She was sad and angry, angry at her disappointing mucus blisters, sad that her butt hurt and she was mocked. She seemed to have no other choice but to continue crying.

Feng Xian seemed to be prepared to cry again. She quickly covered her mouth and threatened, "If you dare to howl, your butt will blossom." As he spoke, he maliciously poked Ming You's butt.

Ming You was still lying on Feng Xian's leg. Her butt was already in pain and her wound was even worse. The pain caused her tears to continuously flow down, and she just happened to touch Feng Xian's hand.

Hot tears did not only burn his fingers, they seemed to drip into his heart. A drop of hot water quickly burned his cold, hard heart. Feng Xian immediately retracted his hand and looked at her tearful eyes.

His heart softened, but he deliberately hardened his heart as he asked with a straight face, "Still crying?"

Ming You's teeth itched with hatred, while the vile person in her heart raged with rage. With a pitiful expression, he could only nod his head, "Don't cry, don't spank your butt."

"Do you dare to disobey me in the future?" She tried to suppress Ming You's mischievous personality once again, so as to avoid causing trouble in the future. To deal with a milk ball, one must also use violence to suppress it.

Ming You curled up into a small ball of sleep, tears in her eyes, her back to Feng Xian. Clenching her little fist, she humphed and told her father tomorrow that she too wanted to become an emperor. Someone older than him was going to spank him on the butt.

After a messy night, Feng was barely able to fall asleep, so he first got up when it was time to go to the imperial court in the morning. Little Shunzi was still considering waking His Majesty up in the outer hall, so he might as well let him sleep a little longer. Feng Xian then instructed, "Bring the water in."

Mingyou was reliant on the bed. In this strange environment, in this strange bed, there was no one to coax her to sleep. She hadn't slept well at all. When he got up and saw Ru Yi coming in to take care of him, he got even angrier.