The emperor's loyal dog, oh, ran away?

It's one thing to suspect that he's faking sleep, but quite another to see him actually faking it.

He didn't actually say anything, but when he saw his eyes meet and thought about what he had heard, his anger began to boil again.

The hand that was raised again, after seeing his already bruised face, paused, and stretched out his hand just to pull him off his bed.The defenseless man in front of the emperor fell off the bed in a state of embarrassment.

Seeing his appearance, the emperor became angry again. With his skill, how could he fall like this.

What kind of play is this bitch playing in front of him?Don't you still want the dignified emperor to help this lowly dog?

The emperor, who thought he was going to use this mission as a basis to propose something, was already angry before seeing him speak.He sat on the bed, staring at the man on the ground.

Seeing him get up slowly, put the quilt back on the bed, and finally knelt down to him slowly, he kowtowed deeply, and then began to admit his mistake.

"Because my subordinates were broken, I couldn't report back in time. I ask the emperor to make amends."

"Hmph." He was quite smart, knowing that he would admit his mistakes before asking for a reward, which made him more loyal.

Originally, he wanted to tell the emperor his physical condition, but the moment he opened his mouth, he hesitated again.

The emperor kept him by his side just because he was still useful.The contract period has expired, but he still stays here shamelessly. If he is allowed to know about his body...he has no reason to stay here.

Although he never thought about coming back.

He just missed him so much, was afraid that something would happen to him, was afraid that those who had been eyeing him so far would be unfavorable to him, and was afraid that he would forget himself. After hesitating for a while, he immediately set off and came back.

Fortunately, for the rest of January, he was more or less used to not using his eyes, and no one except the death guards could stop him. When he returned here, at least he could still hear the voice of the emperor. Should feel happy.

A smile slowly opened on his lips. These days, thinking of him hurts like a knife, worrying that he misses him, and he is always in his mind. It is impossible for him to live alone without the emperor.

"His Majesty thanked him for treating his subordinate's wounds. Before he left, his subordinate owed him a whipping, so his subordinate will take his leave first."

He knelt there reverently, and he did not allow himself to have any more desires that he should not have. He actually hoped to hear the emperor's joy and praise, but he was afraid that the excessive desire would make the emperor disgusted.He knew that the emperor didn't like people with too much desire...he knew it.

He had no choice but to remind himself over and over again that he had to recognize his identity, keep himself safe, and remember his responsibilities.

The emperor didn't wait for what he expected, he didn't ask for credit, he didn't ask for rewards, he didn't act good, and he even went to receive the whip.

With such a good opportunity, he was even thinking about what sweetness he could give him without making him feel proud.

When he came back to his senses, the man had already left the dormitory respectfully, and even closed the door for him thoughtfully.

Although he scolded him for being a stupid dog countless times, he would never really be scolded for being stupid by him. If this opportunity is missed, what chance does he have to get attention in front of him?

The young emperor couldn't figure it out, but the man who was supposed to answer his inner question had already gone down to receive the punishment.

He just received a beating from him, and it wasn't enough to receive the punishment. Maybe he really wanted to hang on to him after death, so that he could turn into a grieving ghost and haunt him?

Damn stupid thing.

The emperor didn't hold back, and after taking a few deep breaths of self-regulation, he still flew out with light work to catch someone who was about to receive the punishment.