Bully

Ming Chuan was startled, opened his eyes, and saw a young man. He was very handsome, but there was evil in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. Although he was good-looking, he was not a good person at first sight.

Ming Chuan stared blankly, and finally remembered who this person was.Suddenly his hair stood on end, and he felt uncontrollable fear.

The man's eyes lingered on Ming Chuan's body, and Ming Chuan belatedly realized that he was wearing a set of women's clothing, and his face instantly burned.

"presumptuous!"

The man smiled and said, "Your Majesty has no prestige at all with his current appearance." He stretched out his hand to twist a strand of Ming Chuan's hair, and looked at His Majesty the Emperor lying on his bed. The obscene clothes wrapped in red silk showed wrists, ankles and ankles like white jade, and her hair was loose, spreading all over the bed.You can't tell if the face is powdered or not, but it must be lip balm, and the small mouth is bright red, as if waiting for someone to pick it.

He bent down and approached Ming Chuan, who tilted his head to avoid him, and said sternly, "General Wei respects himself, returning to Beijing without a call is a serious crime, and the crime of disrespect to me will be aggravated!"

Wei Ji was not afraid of him, laughed twice, and pulled Ming Chuan's hair towards him: "Both left and right are dead, you might as well serve His Majesty well, after all, being a ghost is also romantic."

He stretched out his other hand and touched Ming Chuan's lips. The small water chestnut pearls were bright red and very round.The mouth fat flew out obliquely and touched Wei Ji's clothes.

Mingchuan's scalp hurt from being pulled by him, and he struggled with his hands, but with little effect.

During the movement, he broke away from the loose obscene clothes he was wearing, revealing the gold inlaid jade collar given by Rongshang around his neck.Wei Ji saw it, picked it up to read, and through the light saw the small characters wedged on it, Su Xun, those were the characters of the national teacher.

Wei Ji suddenly stopped moving. He touched the collar and looked at Ming Chuan, "I see, so I see."

The two were in a stalemate when the door was suddenly broken open. Both of them looked towards the door, only to see the national teacher striding in with his clothes flying.Ming Chuan was overjoyed, wanted to sit up, and asked Wei Ji to pull him down and press him into his arms.

The national teacher's complexion was colder than ice, Wei Ji still smiled and said casually: "Master National Teacher is here, forgive Wei Ji for being too far away."

Rong Shang stood still and said in a low voice: "General Wei is so courageous, disrespecting His Majesty will punish the Nine Clans."

"Your Majesty? Where did you come from, Your Majesty?" Wei Ji asked knowingly, "I haven't been back to Beijing for a long time, and I have already forgotten what Your Majesty looks like. Why don't Master Guo Shi point out to me which one is Your Majesty?"

Rong Shang sneered, drew the long sword backhand, and slashed at Wei Ji, Wei Ji quickly turned over to avoid it, the long sword fell, and cut off the red silk tied with Ming Chuan.Rong Shang took a step forward, took off his cloak and wrapped it around Ming Chuan, holding him in his arms.

Ming Chuan felt that he couldn't see anyone, so he buried his face in Rong Shang's arms, and when he walked out the door, he heard Rong Shang say: "All those who have seen His Majesty's holy face will not be left behind."

Rong Feng said yes, and with an order, there were screams everywhere, and the breath of blood gradually spread.With a sword in his hand, Rong Feng faced Wei Ji.Wei Ji hadn't left yet, leaning on the door frame to watch the fun, watched Rong Shang and Ming Chuan go away, and turned his gaze back to Rong Feng's sword.

Wei Ji smiled indifferently: "You can't beat me."

Rong Feng didn't talk nonsense with him, he drew his sword and attacked.Wei Ji fought him a few moves, and quickly got away, his figure melted into the night and disappeared.

Wei Ji is the second son of the Great General Protecting the Nation. Since the death of his father and brother, Rong Shang tried to find a way to quickly disperse the military power of the Wei family, and wanted to take all the military power back into his own hands.Wei Ji was on the frontier, took the lead, and took away most of the military power from Rong Shang's hands. These military powers are still firmly in Wei Ji's hands.To be honest, in the entire Great Jin Dynasty, only Wei Ji could face the National Teacher.

Naturally, people like them never had little emperors in their eyes.

Rong Shang put Ming Chuan on the couch and looked at him gravely.Ming Chuan gathered his cloak, buried half of his face in the cloak, and looked at him furtively.

"I want to take a bath." Ming Chuan looked at his expression and asked, at least let him change his body.

Rong Shang looked even colder: "Did he touch you?"

Ming Chuan quickly shook his head and said, "He didn't touch me, but he took away the gold collar given by the national teacher."

Rong Shang's complexion softened a little, his eyes drooped, his eyes filled with ink, and his voice was cool: "Your Majesty, do you know what's wrong?"

Ming Chuan opened his eyes wide: "How can this be blamed on me, no one would want such a thing!"

Rong Shang said: "If His Majesty hadn't left the palace without authorization, where did these things come from?"

He always saw blood suddenly, cutting off the chance of the accident from the root, and of course, cutting off all Ming Chuan's thoughts.Ming Chuan became very angry, his chest fluctuated: "What does the national teacher mean, I can't go out anymore?"

Rong Shang bent down, pinched Ming Chuan's chin with his fingers, and wiped off the saliva on his mouth bit by bit, "I would like to ask Your Majesty, what is there to do outside the palace. You have lived in the palace for 20 years, Why do you feel disgusted now?" His voice was slow, but there was a hint of coldness: "Could it be because I am here."

With his chin pinched, Ming Chuan had difficulty in articulating, and he said with difficulty: "I didn't think so."

Rong Shang smiled indifferently, retracted his hands and stood up, looking down at him: "You are always disobedient."

Ming Chuan suddenly stood up: "So what if I am disobedient! You are right, I just want to go out, I hate this palace, I have had enough of life in this palace, I don't want to stay any longer!"

The little emperor's eyes were red, and his eyes were full of stubbornness.Rong Shang laughed back angrily, grabbed Ming Chuan's hand and dragged him to the inner hall, reached out and took out a thin silver chain from the cabinet by the window, and handcuffed it neatly on Ming Chuan's wrist.

Ming Chuan refused to follow him, and struggled fiercely.Originally, his hands were bound by red silk, leaving a bruise, but now he is bound by this chain, after struggling for a long time, his skin was torn and blood oozes.

Rong Shang tied the man here, and said coldly: "Your Majesty, let's sit here and think about our mistakes behind closed doors."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Ming Chuan and strode out of the hall. Eunuch Cheng stood outside tremblingly, not daring to make a sound, only to hear Rong Shang's tone of voice tinged with ice and snow: "Your Majesty shuts the door and thinks about his mistakes, and he is not allowed to leave the hall for half a step."

The next morning, it began to rain, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and the sky became very dark.From time to time, thunder resounded across the sky, and heavy rain splashed, covering the sound between the sky and the earth.

Rong Shang came in the rain, his clothes were stained with water vapor, the door of Zichen Hall was opened, it was dark inside, and not a single candle was lit.As Rong Shang came in, the hall gradually became brighter.

Ming Chuan nestled on the side of the bed, sleeping very restlessly with his eyes closed. He made a fuss in the middle of the night, and there was a ring of gray under his eyes.Rong Shang's footsteps stopped suddenly, and he saw that his hands locked by the chain were dripping with blood, and some of the blood was clotted on the chain, like an old disease that could not be cured.

Rong Shang closed his eyes, his heart felt fine and dense pain, which was mixed with unwillingness, even if his Ming'er broke his hands, he would not stay by his side, it was like this before, and it will be like this from now on.

He stepped forward to pick up Ming Chuan, put him on the bed, unchained him, and ordered hot water and medicine to be brought.The window was opened a little, and the wind that came in made the candle flame flicker.Ming Chuan was woken up, and opened his eyes to see Rong Shang sitting beside him, holding a cloth towel in his hand, wiping the blood off his wrist.

Seeing that there was no chain on his hand, he was not as happy as he was, so he realized that something was tied to his foot.Ming Chuan moved his feet, and there was a crisp sound of chains colliding.He was depressed and didn't say a word.

Rong Shang didn't force him either, after finishing his wrist, he reached out to take off his clothes.Ming Chuan wanted to back away, but remembered that he was still wearing the women's dress from last night, so he held back.

Ming Chuan's flesh and bones are evenly distributed, his flesh is delicate, and his body is so white that it makes people salivate.Rong Shang's slender and strong fingers rested on Ming Chuan's waist, which only made his back feel cold, and he couldn't help but want to shrink back into the quilt.

Rong Shang's eyes darkened, and he wanted to go on his body, not wanting to hurt his wrist again, so he tied his arms together.Ming Chuan was still struggling, Rong Shang was choking his neck, and his throbbing veins were under his hands.Ming Chuan felt a sense of fear of dying, and could hardly bear to beg for mercy from him.

Before he could say a word, he was forced back by reason, Ming Chuan gritted his teeth and refused to show weakness, Rong Shang was even more unscrupulous, two bodies collided, the sound was unbearable, but fortunately, the wind and rain were heavy, so outsiders couldn't hear it clearly.

Yan Ke looked at the sky outside the window. This was the third day he had been imprisoned. There was no news about the outside world at all. Naturally, he didn't know how Mingchuan was doing now.

The door was suddenly opened, Eunuch Cheng led two young eunuchs in, and said: "Clean up, Your Majesty tells you to go back and serve."

"Is Your Majesty safe?"

Eunuch Cheng sighed: "Although your majesty returned safely, he had a dispute with the national teacher. Right now, he has been locked up in the Zichen Palace for two days and two nights. Right now, he is arguing to see you."

Yan Ke lowered his eyes, looking uncertain.

The imperial guards in front of the Zichen Hall surrounded it, and the doors and windows were tightly sealed.Yan Ke entered the hall alone. In the inner hall, Ming Chuan was wearing a white coat, with hickey marks on his exposed neck, and a small patch of blue on his forehead.He put his head on the edge of the bed, looking very idle.

Yan Ke walked over and said in a gentle voice, "If you lie down like this for a long time, you will get a headache."

Ming Chuan let out a long sigh, and said, "You are here, have you ever been punished?"

Yan Ke wrote lightly: "It's just a few boards." He took the quilt at the end of the bed and wanted to cover Ming Chuan, but he saw the chains on Ming Chuan's ankles.

The chain was gold set with precious stones, three fingers wide, like a gorgeous piece of jewelry.Yan Ke was stunned for a while, and then realized that it wasn't that Ming Chuan didn't want to get out of bed, but that the length of the chain was only long enough for Ming Chuan to move about beside the bed.

"How could he, how could he humiliate you like this!"

Ming Chuan did not answer, pointed to the tray on the table, and said, "Give me the medicine."

Ming Chuan suffered a strangulation on his wrist, and was chained again when he came back. He struggled so hard that his hands were almost useless.Yan Ke untied the gauze on his wrist, sprinkled the powder carefully, and put on a new gauze.

After doing all this, he looked at Ming Chuan, hesitant to speak.

Ming Chuan glanced at him and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Yan Ke then asked: "Your Majesty, you know that the guards who secretly protected His Majesty were deliberately thrown away by the minister."

Ming Chuan nodded: "I guessed it."

"Your Majesty doesn't blame me?"

Ming Chuan didn't answer, but asked, "Do you want to leave the capital?"

Yan Ke lowered his eyes and nodded, "I have something I have to do."

The corners of Ming Chuan's mouth curled up, bringing up some very faint smiles: "Although I said that you are a person with a story, it is not necessary to know your story. The palace is really not a good place. If you have a way, you can go away." Not a bad thing."

Yan Ke was silent, then suddenly knelt down, eyes level with Ming Chuan: "Yan Ke is sorry for your majesty."

Ming Chuan said: "I don't think you can do anything wrong to me, not to mention that you came back and reported to save me later, if there is really any debt, it will be equal to each other."

"His Majesty····"

"I'm tired." Ming Chuan interrupted him and said, "Read to me, I want to sleep for a while."

Yan Ke had no choice but to shut up, turned out a book of poetry, and read it slowly.