Your Majesty, the National Teacher is in a bad mood today

Han Jin angrily tore off Ye Tang's clothes, and pressed him roughly into the water.

"Didn't you say that I can't control you, so let me tell you now, only I can control you, no one else can, only I can." Han Jin said to Ye Tang through gritted teeth.

Ye Tang was pressed into the water and choked up several times, not in the mood to answer Han Jin's question at all.

Han Jin didn't intend to ask for his answer either, his eyes were calm, he firmly grasped Ye Tang's hand, pressed him to the bank, and washed away the uneasy smell on Ye Tang's body with acacia.

And Ye Tang didn't resist anymore, let alone said a word, and kept cooperating with Han Jin's actions.

It wasn't until it was almost over that Ye Tang said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, go and get me some clothes."

Han Jin pursed his lips, put his arms around Ye Tang's neck, and lowered his head to smell his body.

The smell of things related to Gu art has all disappeared, and now it is the unique cool and light fragrance of Ye Tang.

Only then did Han Jin respond, got up and left, leaving Ye Tang here to wait for him.

After Han Jin walked away, Ye Tang suddenly stretched out his hand to support the shore, and spat out a mouthful of blood with a pale face.

The color of the blood is somewhat black...

Ye Tang looked down at the mouthful of blood he had spit out, stayed there for a long time, and then sighed helplessly.

What he's doing now is just in case. At present, the best choice is not to let Han Jin get poisoned.

Ye Tang decided to leave.

At the very least, Han Jin hasn't loved him to the bone. If he leaves for a while, Han Jin may be able to let go.

If one day Han Jin's poison flares up, as long as it's not him, there won't be any major problems.

If it was the person Han Jin hated the most, he would kill him to get his heart and soul. If it was the person he loved the most...then he would help Han Jin.

At that time, if he apologizes to Han Jin properly, he should be able to forgive him.

While he was still thinking, Han Jin had already taken Ye Tang's clothes and returned.

He wiped off the water on Ye Tang's body first, helped him put on clean clothes, and then changed his clothes that were soaked in water.

Ye Tang tidied up her clothes, then sat on the bank and wiped her hair without saying a word, and Han Jin and Han Jin were relatively silent.

I don't know how long it took before Han Jin got up and grabbed Ye Tang's wrist, and said coldly, "You follow me back."

"Where are you going?" Ye Tang looked up at Han Jin.

"Go back to the palace, you are not allowed to hide from me anymore." Han Jin gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

Ye Tang pursed his lips lightly, and then said slowly: "I've made it so clear before, doesn't His Royal Highness understand?"

Hearing Ye Tang's words, Han Jin was taken aback, and then he clenched his fist hard by his side until the bones creaked.

Ye Tang glanced at him, opened his mouth, and planned to continue talking.

"Shut up!" Han Jin cut him off angrily.

Only then did Ye Tang stop, looking at him calmly.

"You forced me...you forced me!" Han Jin yelled at him trembling.

Saying that, Han Jin grabbed Ye Tang's hand tightly and dragged him away.

Ye Tang broke free twice but failed, so he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed: "Do you want to arrest me and enter the palace like this? Do you still have to go to the Queen Mother to let her see?!"

Hearing Ye Tang's words, Han Jin paused and stopped.

After a while, he sneered: "You reminded me."

In the end, Ye Tang was taken to his secret house outside the palace.

All the people here are Han Jin's people, all the hidden guards he cultivated in private are here, Ye Tang is locked here, there is no possibility of escaping.

Ye Tang didn't waste all that effort, he just sat quietly in the pavilion alone, his white figure was in stark contrast to the dark red pavilion, making him look a bit lonely.

The folding fan in his hand was shaking gently, and the breeze brushed the hair on his forehead.

At this time, Han Jin brought someone over.

Ye Tang slowly closed the fan without saying a word.

"Let's take a look for him." Han Jin looked at Ye Tang for a while, and then said to the people around him.

The man quickly responded respectfully and walked towards Ye Tang.

Ye Tang recognized this person and knew that he had good medical skills, so Han Jin should have called him to take his pulse.

He didn't say much, and stretched out his hand cooperatively for him to diagnose the pulse.

The man took Ye Tang's pulse, and then told Han Jin truthfully: "Teacher Ye does have some toxins in his body, it should be caused by the test medicine, just take it easy."

"Yeah." Han Jin nodded lightly: "Is there any other bad thing about his body?"

"It should be gone, but the body is a little weak and needs to be recuperated." The man continued to respectfully say.

Han Jin was silent for a moment, and didn't ask any more questions, just nodded: "Okay, you can step back first, and give the prescription to the kitchen, and let them bring the medicine over."

"Yes." The man hastily responded respectfully and stepped back.

Only then did Han Jin walk towards Ye Tang slowly, and looked down at him.

Ye Tang's whole body was leaning on the stool in the pavilion, with his arms resting casually on the railing, and the scars on his arms could just be seen.

When seeing the scar, Han Jin's eyes suddenly darkened.

Ye Tang turned his head to look at the scenery outside the pavilion, but didn't speak to Han Jin.

Seeing Ye Tang ignoring him, Han Jin felt sore in his heart, with an indescribable sense of grievance.

After standing beside him for a while, Han Jin reached out and grabbed Ye Tang's ankle.

Ye Tang's body stiffened involuntarily.

Fortunately, Han Jin didn't do anything, just moved his two legs on the stool, and sat down beside him.

Then Han Jin reached out and grabbed Ye Tang's arm, took out the ointment, and began to apply the ointment carefully for him.

Ye Tang didn't resist his movements, instead, she cooperated with him to apply the medicine.

During this period, Ye Tang didn't say a word to Han Jin.

After applying the medicine, Han Jin slowly let go of Ye Tang's hand, and said softly, "You have been sitting here blowing the wind for two hours, go back and rest."

When he said this, he used an orderly tone, without the slightest hint of discussion.

Ye Tang laughed when he heard the words: "Why is Your Highness so lenient?"

"Yes." Han Jin's voice was calm: "In the future, I will control everything more broadly. I will control everything. You have to listen to me."

Ye Tang stopped shaking the fan, and the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared little by little, then he slowly raised his eyes and looked at him quietly.

Faced with Ye Tang's gaze, Han Jin did not back down at all, remaining indifferent.

"Don't look at me like that, it's useless."

Ye Tang squeezed the folding fan tightly in his hand, and after a long while, he sneered: "What if I don't listen?"

"I will punish you." Han Jin looked calm.

Hearing this, Ye Tang couldn't help laughing and ignored him.

"I'm serious." Han Jin said indifferently: "I used to listen to you in everything, but what did I get in exchange? I won't be obedient to you like that anymore. Only by being obedient can I not get what I want of."

After a pause, he said hoarsely again: "It's up to you to end the relationship between us."

Ye Tang didn't want to hear Han Jin say these words, but felt a splitting headache and was extremely irritable.

"You go back first, let me stay a little longer." Ye Tang took a deep breath and said to Han Jin.

"I said, you go back to rest, and don't let the wind blow any more." Han Jin looked at Ye Tang firmly.

Ye Tang stood up a little irritably, changed to a position farther away from Han Jin, and continued to sit down.

"No." Ye Tang gave Han Jin a very cold answer.

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Jin clenched his teeth tightly, looking like he wanted to jump over and bite him to death.

Ye Tang looked away, not looking at him.

At this time, Han Jin had already walked over slowly, and stood still in front of him again.

"What do you want?" Ye Tang glanced at him coldly.

Han Jin stretched out his hand and gently pinched Ye Tang's chin, rubbed his soft lips with his fingertips, his eyes became darker and darker.

Ye Tang frowned, and before he could speak, Han Jin suddenly reached out and slipped his hand into the hem of his robe.

"What are you going to do?" Ye Tang was startled, and angrily stretched out his hand to stop Han Jin.

Han Jin unhurriedly pressed his two hands, pulled off his hairband, and tied his two hands firmly to the railing, while he was still lying on the bench with a pair of The look of letting others play.

"Han Jin!" Ye Tang struggled vigorously with his hands, finally getting a little annoyed.

Han Jin pursed his lips, raised his eyes and looked at him quietly, without any pause in his movements, he simply pulled off his obscene pants.

"...Let me go... Hurry up." Ye Tang took a deep breath, his eyes were slightly red.

"I used to listen to you, I had nothing, now I grab it myself, don't you have to give me everything you want?" Han Jin looked at Ye Tang with a sneer.

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and slowly grasped the place under Ye Tang's body.

Ye Tang immediately arched his body, whimpered, and his cheeks flushed.

"What are you crazy about... Hurry up... let me go!" Ye Tang yelled at him angrily.

Han Jin was unmoved, and played with his fingers skillfully, quietly watching Ye Tang's body become softer and weaker under his playing, and his waist twisted greatly.

"To be honest, Tang'er... I've done this scene many times in my dreams." Han Jin sneered.

Ye Tang gritted his teeth, suppressed the small whimpers, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he could only stare at him viciously.

"I'll be fifteen in two months. To tell you the truth, ever since I had sex with you in my dream more than a year ago, I've often used your things to molested myself..." Han Jhin said these words in the calmest tone.

Ye Tang gritted his teeth and stared at him fiercely, with tears in the corners of his eyes, messy hair, and an indescribably seductive person.

Hearing Han Jin's words, he finally couldn't help but let out a curse from between his teeth: "...you bastard!"