Kuai Chuan: I was picked up by the sickly male protagonist again

After waiting for a long time, it didn't take long for the little emperor to attack.

The person under him seemed to have become obedient all of a sudden, lying there without saying a word or making any movements.

The little emperor didn't attack him today. Could it be that his conscience has finally changed?

Shen Yuchao was slightly surprised in his heart, for a moment, after a few sneers, he continued to shake.

Oh, modification?Impossible, how could this little emperor change his mind.

Shaking for a long time, counting the hours, Shen Yuchao speeded up.Imitating the voice of the little emperor let out a few growls.Then, he released his hands from the bed and sat up.

Huh, the empress is finally done.

It takes so long every time, the emperor is so pitiful.

Obviously as the emperor, the government is controlled by the regent and has no rights.He is sick and weak and needs to drink medicine to continue his life, and he has to be tortured and bullied by a man like the queen every day.

No wonder he became more and more violent.

That little sickly body, after being tormented like this, will definitely have to drink several more bowls of soup and medicine in a while.

Hearing the movement behind the curtain, the two young eunuchs who were kneeling in front of the bed breathed a sigh of relief, picked up a pen and jotted it down in the booklet, and then finished work and left the dormitory.

Seeing the two figures kneeling outside the tent finally leaving, Shen Yuchao reached out to pick up the clothes piled around his waist indifferently.

Put it back on one by one, fasten it, and then get up and leave directly.

Su Lang recovered from the shock of hearing Shen Yuchao's cry, his face was red, and when he looked up, he saw that he was about to get up and leave.

Subconsciously, he reached out to grab his arm, "Wait a minute!"

Shen Yuchao's movement of getting up was too neat and quick, this grab failed to catch his arm, but barely caught a piece of his sleeve in his hand.

As he got up, the collar that had just been closed was torn off by the sleeves.

A beautiful back that was white but covered with various scars instantly came into view.

His eyes fell on the densely packed snow-white area, and seeing the shocking wound, Su Lang's hand that grabbed his sleeve trembled.

The pupils shrank suddenly.

Heh, he knew that he was still the weak and violent little emperor.

Sensing the movement from his shoulders, Shen Yuchao sat back down again, bent down to open the cabinet under the bed, and skillfully took out a whip from it.

He tore off the collar completely, turned around, and handed the whip to Su Lang with a sarcasm on his face.

"Why does the emperor want to beat me? There is no need to find an excuse, just do it if you want to. This is a whip. If the emperor doesn't want to use the whip today, I will bring the other ones for the emperor."

Everyone in the palace knew that he was a man, and he came here to sleep with the little emperor every day, and the little emperor was sick and weak.

As a result, all kinds of rumors that the emperor was bullied by the empress have already spread to every corner of the palace.

The little emperor felt that he had suffered a great humiliation, but he was powerless to resist the regent, who was in power, so he liked to use him to vent his anger.

Every time after the intercourse, when those little eunuchs left, the little emperor would find all sorts of excuses and beat him with a whip without any explanation.

After pumping a few times and running out of strength, the palace servants will be called in to help.

In addition to the whip, he will also be beaten with daggers, irons, silver needles, wooden sticks, etc. Sometimes when he gets angry, he will even grab the things at hand and throw them on him.

He was not allowed to hide if he smashed whatever he caught.

All the wounds on his body, except those brought from the Regent's Palace, are all thanks to him.