Duan Zhishaohua

The two maids just stayed where they were, staring dumbfounded at their noble lord and Mr. Duan fighting together.

It goes without saying that there was a great deal of panic, but let alone persuading a fight, they didn't even have the courage to take a step forward.

God knows how the prince will punish this Young Master Duan, the only thing they can do is to stand far away, so as not to be implicated.

Fortunately, Pei Jing would never notice them at the moment, and he wouldn't even look around again.You can guess the thoughts of those servants with your toes, I hate him, Prince Jing, the wise I, but today he lost his face here.

Pei Jing was also full of anger, he couldn't resist the madness, but Duan Shaohua still looked like he wouldn't stop.Immediately, anger arose from his heart, and seeing the opportunity, he slapped Duan Shaohua across the face and slapped Duan Shaohua to the ground.

All movements were interrupted, Duan Shaohua slammed into the ground, his mind buzzed, half of his face was in burning pain.The fishy sweetness in the throat was actually stained with blood all over the mouth.

Pei Jing is not like Duan Shaohua, who only knew how to play the piano and ink when he was young, and the calluses on his hands from holding a gun and dancing a sword are enough to prove everything.What's more, this slap was really angry, and Duan Shaohua's mouth and nose were bloody, I'm afraid it's still light.

Finally getting rid of the man's madness, Pei Jing stood up from the ground with his sleeves folded, and directly threw away his dusty coat.With sparks in his eyes, he walked to Duan Shaohua's side in two steps and pulled him up.

"Are you looking for death!" Pei Jing's mouth was still stained with blood from Duan Shaohua's beating, his face was as frosty, and the words he spoke were as cold as winter, as if he wanted to scrape off a layer of skin.

Duan Shaohua's head was tilted to one side, and a lump was swollen on his cheek. Even if he was questioned like this, he couldn't speak, his mouth was full of blood when he coughed.

"Why don't you talk anymore? You were still very imposing just now." Pei Jing continued to be angry, pinching Duan Shaohua's hand as if he was about to break it, "Have you had enough of being crazy? You are still a scholar. Rogue madwoman."

"Pompey, crazy woman." Duan Shaohua murmured, and suddenly began to struggle again.Just like what Pei Jing said, there is no need to care about the demeanor of a scholar, it is just like the madness of a drowning person struggling desperately.

"You still want to go crazy!" All of Pei Jing's patience was wiped out at this moment, and he really wanted to slap him again, but he held back after seeing his distressed half of his face.

Just like yesterday, Pei Jing simply threw him onto his shoulders, turned his face and saw the two maidservants, and shouted angrily on the spot: "What are you doing standing there like a dead man!"

The two men were so frightened that they knelt down and kowtowed, speechless.

Pei Jing wiped the embarrassment from his face, and said angrily: "What are you doing standing there, go and invite Dr. Han here."

"Yes, the servant girl will go right away." The prince just finished speaking, and after kowtowing several times, he was finally able to leave.

Seeing those two people leave, Pei Jing was still angry, strode into the room with Duan Shaohua on his shoulders, and threw him directly on the cold ground.

The flesh and bones all over the body experienced another shock, and it was hard to tell where the pain was. Duan Shaohua really didn't have the strength to move any more, so he could barely hold up one arm to stay awake.

Pei Jing looked at him like this, and thought of how hard he hit him just now, he couldn't help laughing mockingly, "What do you call this, you're overthinking yourself."

A grassroots man dared to fight against the prince, and then fought against the prince, to anyone's ears, he was indeed overconfident.

It's just that Duan Shaohua swallowed the fishy smell in his throat, he can punch him a few times with his own hands, hurt him a few times, and he will happily not regret it.

The two were speechless for a while, Duan Shaohua accepted the mocking gaze and secretly accumulated strength, at least he endured it until he was no longer dizzy.

Now that he has regained his strength, there is no need to stay here any longer.Wiping his lips, Duan Shaohua sorted out the messed-up robes and stood up from the ground.

"My lord." Enduring the pain behind him, he adjusted a stance that made him most comfortable. It was useless to beat him, or to scold him, and he was the only one who suffered.He slowed down his tone clearly, just like how he usually talks to guests when he was in Xueyu, and slowly said with a swollen face: "My overestimation must not have caused much harm to the lord, now the lord has hit me. Hit and scolded, can we let the grass-roots leave?"

I thought he would do something more outrageous, but Pei Jing was taken aback by his sudden indifference.Ying frowned, "What trick are you playing?"

"Tricks." Duan Shaohua squeezed his fingers to refresh himself, "What kind of tricks does the prince think I can do now?"

Ignoring Duan Shaohua's retort, Pei Jing just looked at the person in front of him fixedly, which made Duan Shaohua a little terrified.

He glanced in the direction of the bronze mirror while walking, his hair was disheveled, his cheeks were red and swollen, and dry red was smeared around his mouth indiscriminately.Let alone go home with this appearance, I am afraid that if he walks on the street, he will be chased by officials.

I smiled wryly, wondering if I could find a place to clean it up, at least not to make myself look so embarrassed.

Pei Jing followed his movements, and suddenly regretted making that face into such an unappetizing look.

And then, I saw Duan Shaohua striding towards him.Pei Jing frowned, thinking that he really didn't give up.

Haven't figured out how to deal with him this time, but saw Duan Shaohua pass him by, and was about to escape out the door quickly.

"My lord said you can leave." Pei Jing grabbed his hand and threw him back into the room, kicked the door panel, and closed the two doors firmly.

Duan Shaohua was shocked by the sound, embarrassing and nauseating memories flooded up.He stared intently at the only dark wooden door that could connect to the outside world, and rushed over as fast as he could to open it.

Pei Jing gave a "tsk", pressed Duan Shaohua's neck in disgust and slammed him against the door, "So what if you go back, where do you think you can escape to! This king knows where you live, and you know who you are!" I don’t know where to play the piano and find you.”

Duan Shaohua was pressed tightly against the door by him, and the carved wooden railings hit his face with pain.He panted, and said with a smile: "Of course the lord's power is clear to the grassroots. If that's the case, why worry about the grassroots leaving and never coming back. Isn't the lord's greatest ability to find people!"

"Very good." Pei Jing let go and turned Duan Shaohua around, and smiled playfully, "Do you know that there are not many people in this world that this prince can personally find!"

Seeing that he was full of ambition, Duan Shaohua quickly took over the words, "Caomin will not think this is an honor."

Being choked by him again, Pei Jing's eyes felt the chill, and he pulled Duan Shaohua's front collar and said: "Why are you still holding back, you really think of yourself as a woman, and you can't stop looking for death and life."

He himself was indifferent, and he never cared about others.

Duan Shaohua trembled silently, only thinking about how to leave the palace.

"Then what does the lord want!" Duan Shaohua roared angrily, the corner of his mouth felt another pain.

What to do, Pei Jing is still not clear, but his eyes are fixed on Duan Shaohua like a flame.Although he looked embarrassed at this moment, when he recalled his unstained body and unyielding appearance last night, he suddenly felt parched.

Duan Shaohua was very nervous, and his waist suddenly tightened.Frightened, he felt being dragged away by a pulling force, his chin was lifted, and he was being scrutinized like this.

Catkins and apricot blossoms dance outside the window, and occasionally a few pieces fall into the house.With the sunlight leaking in, a layer of spun yarn seems to fly out of the air, steaming like a dream, and the eyes are like fog.

Duan Shaohua fell into the clouds and mist, panic suddenly appeared in his heart.

I haven't seen when he moves, but his lips and tongue are blocked.

Suddenly his eyes widened, it was a gentle breath different from yesterday, his tongue swirled and licked in his mouth, as if trying to arouse his passion.

Although I have never had a favorite person, I never thought of meeting a man.His move really added fuel to the flames, Duan Shaohua still closed his teeth and gritted hard in fear.

Pei Jing seemed to have expected that he would do this, and pushed him away at the right time.This time, there was no longer anger on his face, but a trace of novelty and complacency.

"Very well, there is no one in my house who is as daring as you, it's really wild."

Duan Shaohua snorted, knocked off his unnecessary entanglement, and turned his head in disgust.

For the last time, he said calmly, "Please forgive me, the prince, and let the grassroots go home."

This sentence angered him again for some reason, Pei Jing frowned coldly, grabbed Duan Shaohua's hair and forced him to look at him, his eyes were full of greedy wolf-like aggression.

Duan Shaohua had no choice but to raise his head due to the pain in his hair, just now he felt the chill and was slapped twice abruptly.The same merciless, even harder than before.

Dazed, he fell to the ground as soon as Pei Jing let go, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the cold marble.A few drops of bright red fell on the snow-white smooth surface, which hurt people's eyes.

Duan Shaohua clutched his throat and coughed, it was extremely uncomfortable.

In a daze, a pair of golden thread cirrus boots appeared at the level of his sight, standing in front of him like a mocker.Duan Shaohua couldn't even utter a single rebuttal, the voice above his head was so cold and arrogant, he wouldn't think it was hope.

"What's the hurry, don't you want to go back like this?"