This villain's style is crooked

Royal Garden.

Before the palace banquet started, many family members of officials and ministers came here to hang out to pass the time.

Naturally, he also saw that the young master in brocade clothes surrounded by a few followers surrounded the blindfolded man in front of a rockery.

Upon hearing the identity, it turned out to be the son-in-law of the protégé and the young master of Gu Shaofu's family, and they all stopped to watch the fun.

And the rockery side.

Gu Jingyuan, who was the leader, weighed the gold-plated waist card he had snatched in his hand, and sneered with a smile: "You want to crush me with the eldest princess?"

"You're just a bed-warming male favorite! Do you really think you're a son-in-law?!"

He has been recuperating from his injuries these days, and he couldn't find a chance to clean up Yuanlucha, so he just happened to vent his anger on her people first!

If there is a sister who delays that bitch, he can torture this blind man!

"Second Master Gu, please be careful with your words." Xun Ji stood helplessly against the rockery.

At his feet was the yellow wooden crutch that Gu Jingyuan took and broke just now, as if trying to maintain his composure, his voice trembled slightly:

"Xun Ji and His Highness are married by the emperor."

Hearing that he wanted to scare herself with the royal family, Gu Jingyuan rolled her eyes, took care, put the waist card into her arms, and deliberately raised the volume:

"Bold! How dare you steal the crown of the eldest princess! Sneaking around in the palace!"

"Do you want to steal the defense map of the palace and send it back to Beilin Kingdom?! Search for me!"

A group of followers behind Gu Jingyuan immediately rushed forward and pushed Xun Ji to the ground.

On the surface it was looking for something, but in reality it was punching and kicking.

Xun Ji covered his head with gloomy eyes.

There are people all around, and he must not do anything.

It's no big deal, just bear with it and it will pass.

Just like when Bei Lin was beaten and humiliated by those well-dressed young masters and princes.

They didn't hear the cries they wanted, and soon, they would stop without interest.

He understands best.

The slipped long sleeves covered the corners of Xun Ji's sarcastically raised lips.

The eyes behind the ribbon gradually fell into a dead silence.

It was as if the prosperity of this world, even if it was crushed, could not be sprinkled into his pupils to reflect a little bit of brilliance.

"Search carefully! Don't let this spy...ah!"

The soft black whip hit Gu Jingyuan's arrogantly smiling face.

Lucha, who was sitting in a wheelchair, turned her wrist lightly, and slapped——!

"Ouch! Ah!" The screams suddenly came and went.

The entourage who had been surrounding Xun Ji ran back to Gu Jingyuan's side.

"Who gave you the guts to hurt my son-in-law?"

"I'm here to protect Yuanchang! What if this proton steals the defense map of the palace?!" Gu Jingyuan grinned in pain, resentful in her heart.

Oh shit!Why did Yuanlu tea come back so quickly? !

Fortunately, he found a "just cause" this time!

Gu Jingyuan puffed out her chest confidently, and said with a cold snort:

"The eldest princess defends the proton like this, doesn't she want to treason?!"

"If not, then don't stop us from searching!"

With this hat put on, will Yuanlucha dare to do it again? !

When Gu Jingyuan was triumphant, he saw a cloud of blood mist accompanied by the afterimage of the whip, diffused in the corner of his right eye.

A trickle of heat flowed down his neck.

What followed was a sharp pain like a red-hot steel needle piercing hard, mixed with a loud buzzing noise.

He raised his hand tremblingly, his right ear, which was supposed to stand upright, was hanging down more than half of it softly at this moment, and it would fall off completely at any moment.

"Ahhhh!!!"

"My lord!" The followers panicked and supported Gu Jingyuan who had fallen to the ground.

Seeing his bloody, slit right ear, he turned pale with fright.

This is to be taken away alive!

And the instigator, with his long whip rolled up, smiled sweetly:

"Slandering and slandering the royal family, and trying to provoke the relationship between the palace and the emperor's brother, this is a crime of disrespect."

"According to the law, you should be executed early, but I am magnanimous. I only give you an ear, and you don't want to thank you?"

Gu Jingyuan screamed in pain, completely ignoring Lu Cha's words.

The entourage still knelt and kowtowed tremblingly: "Young master, thank you, Princess Long En."

"Your Highness, please allow me to take the young master back for treatment."

If it's a little later, the ears won't be able to connect!

Lu Cha lazily hummed.

After the attendants hurriedly carried away Gu Jingyuan, who was covered in blood, she turned her head and cast a gloomy glance at the surrounding officials and family members:

"Everyone, are you happy to see my son-in-law being beaten?"

Everyone knelt down and saluted in fear, completely losing the look that they had just had time to watch the excitement.

No one dared to speak, for fear of angering the ruthless eldest princess and smashing their own ears.

Seeing that Lingying had chased after her, Lu Cha handed everyone over to her to take away, then moved the wheelchair and went to the rockery.

Xun Ji, who was sitting on the ground, stared blankly at the woman in the red skirt, who was slowly approaching him.

The eyes hidden behind the ribbon seemed to be strongly dyed a little red by the bright red like a burning glow.

In a daze, I returned to Beilin Palace, the most desolate and deserted courtyard.

When he was young, he curled up on the cold bluestone slab covered with dead leaves, hugging his thin body tightly.

Every inch of skin and flesh was glowing with the burning pain of being severely beaten, like a flame burning.

He humbled and piously prayed to God.

save him.

Even if it's just someone, it's fine to pat his head lightly.

But nothing.

Every time he was tortured, he was lying in the dilapidated yard with his body covered in bruises, slowly getting up little by little.

Do everything you can to survive.

"Sorry, I am late."

The sweet voice brought back Xun Ji's thoughts.

A white, tender and warm little hand lightly grabbed his fingertips, and wiped off the dirt on his fingertips with a veil.

He raised his head slowly, tears wet the ribbon.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was pretending to cheat Lu Cha's trust, or whether the grievances of these years had burst from the bottom of his heart.

"Your Highness... I'm so scared..."

For the first time, Xun Ji threw himself into Lu Cha's arms willfully, his cheeks sticking to her legs.

The brocade seemed to have turned into a winter furnace, scorching one's skin.

It's so warm, it's so craving.

It was him, the warmth that he had never had before.

[Ding—the villain's favorability value +20, blackening value -10. 】

Looking at Xun Ji who was kneeling in front of his feet with his head resting on his lap, like a big coquettish dog, Lu Cha couldn't help but messed up his black hair: m.

"Is the injury serious?"

"It's just a few skin injuries. It will be fine after a few days of recuperation. It's a pity that the clothes His Highness sent slaves are all dirty."

Xun Ji stood up guiltily, the water in his eyes had dissipated, and he returned to his previous low self-esteem and pitiful appearance:

"Please punish, Your Highness."

"It's a slave, I didn't protect this dress well."

Lu Cha flicked his forehead: "Remember this, clothes and crowns are not important."

"The important thing is you."

Xun Ji was startled.

The heartbeat seemed to be inexplicably fast.

He lowered his eyes, concealed the daze in his eyes, and nodded obediently: "No."

"Go change your clothes, I'll wait for you to come back here."

As he said that, Lu Cha raised his hand and summoned an eunuch, and he didn't forget to break off a branch and use it as a temporary crutch for him.

Xun Ji took it shyly, and was about to follow the eunuch to leave when he suddenly noticed that Lu Cha's exposed brocade shoes were stained with a little dirt on the edge.

He frowned lightly.

Her legs had been resting on the wheelchair's footrests.

What, there will be mud?