The regent is a yandere who needs to be pampered

The boy's legs were long and straight, strong and powerful because of martial arts training since childhood, and the lines were flexible and smooth, but at this time, there were swollen scars all over his white thighs and calves, blue, purple, red, and broken skin, and because they were soaked in sweat layer by layer, the scars looked wet... Falling on the white skin, it was particularly shocking.

Today's high-intensity training is also exacerbating these injuries, so that now lying here, the boy's body - especially his legs, is still trembling reflexively.

Perhaps because of fear of the upcoming punishment, Rong Zhan's body was tense and he dared not move at all. However, he had already prepared himself mentally, but suddenly felt a cool feeling on his legs. He subconsciously shrank, and then froze his body and dared not move.

If he originally thought that the cool feeling was the cane, what followed surprised him. The touch was wrong, not the cane.

Rong Zhan raised his head carefully and turned to look at Rong Yu who was standing beside him: "Father?"

Rong Yu didn't say anything, and focused on cleaning his legs with a wet soft towel. When he wiped the scars, he could feel the slight spasm and trembling under his hands.

After cleaning the wounds, Rong Yu applied medicine to the wounds on his legs.

The crystal ointment with a fresh fragrance was evenly spread on the scars, and the cool feeling instantly relieved the burning pain.

Rong Zhan looked at it in a daze, as if he couldn't believe that his father was actually applying medicine to him.

A layer of mist unconsciously covered his eyes. The severe punishment and training didn't make him cry, but his father's actions at this time made him uncontrollably redden his eyes.

"I won't punish you this time, and I believe your brother doesn't blame you either." Rong Yu said calmly, "If you really realize that you did something wrong, you should learn from this lesson and remember what to do and what not to do in the future."

Rong Zhan bit his lip lightly, his voice trembling slightly: "Your son deserves to die."

"If there's a next time." Rong Yu's voice became even more indifferent, "Your son doesn't mind putting aside everything and taking time to relax your muscles and bones."

Rong Zhan's back tightened, and the mist disappeared in an instant: "Your son will never dare to do it again."

Rong Yu said nothing more.

For his son, he was willing to be patient and preach, but the effect of preaching could never be as memorable as pain.

This was the case for Xuanyuan Yao and Xie Jin in the past, and it was also the case for Rong Zhan and Xuanyuan Hui now.

As long as he took over the discipline of someone, the final result would be only one - if he failed to become a talent, he would die.

Then the father and son did not speak again. Rong Zhan lay back down again, enjoying the treatment of his father applying medicine to him for the first time. Of course, he had never been beaten so severely since he was a child, so he did not need anyone to apply medicine to him.

In short, this feeling is quite complicated, mixed with awe, admiration, touching and a little bit of shyness of a teenager, which is something that ordinary teenagers have never experienced.

But the touching and shyness are very short-lived. Rong Zhan knows very well that in the future, when he gets along with his father, strictness and fear will definitely occupy more than 90%, so this bit of warmth at this time is even more precious.

After Rong Yu applied the medicine, he picked up the basin and turned to the screen, put the basin and ointment aside, and then turned to look at Rong Zhan: "Go and greet your mother later, and take care of your brother to drink medicine at night."

"Yes." Rong Zhan responded respectfully, and then asked in a low voice: "Can the son get up?"

Rong Yu hummed.

Rong Zhan carefully pulled up his pants. He was a little shy and could only pretend to be calm, but soon this shyness disappeared because the pain in his legs when he got off the couch made him have no time to be shy.

Rong Zhan gently supported the brocade couch and tried to adapt to the pain and soreness, so as not to fall in front of his father.

"Thank you for your reprimand, father." Rong Zhan bowed respectfully, "I will take my leave."

Rong Yu didn't say anything, obviously meaning tacit consent.

Rong Zhan walked to the imperial desk and carefully put the rattan back into the brocade box. It was obviously the most hateful thing, but it had to be properly preserved like a treasure and must not be treated with contempt. Just thinking about it made him feel extremely sad.

After bowing to his father again and taking his leave, Rong Zhan finally left the imperial study with the brocade box.

"Second Prince." Qingyang was obviously a little surprised to see him come out so quickly, but the shadow guard had a sensitive nose and soon smelled the fragrance of the ointment on Rong Zhan's body, and immediately knew what was going on, "Second Prince has been tired today, go back and have a good rest, and don't be late tomorrow morning."

After a pause, he pointed to the man standing beside him like a shadow: "He is the future instructor of the Second Prince and Master Hui. When the Regent is not present, he will be responsible for supervising the Second Prince and Master Hui to practice."

Rong Zhan glanced at the man, said "oh" to show that he knew, and quickly turned and left.

Returning to his bedroom, Rong Zhan quietly stared at the long brocade box for a long time, and his mood was particularly complicated and subtle.

Turning his head to look out the window, it was still early, he could go to pay his respects to the mother first, and then go to the emperor's brother.

Rong Zhan turned and walked out.

Nan Xi was talking to Chu Hongyi in Dazheng Palace at this time: "Zhan'er is so old now, don't you and Prince Qi plan to have another child?"

The powerful families have always liked to have many children and grandchildren, and Princess Jing is also good at raising children, so it should not affect Xuanyuan Qi and Chu Hongyi's career.

"No more." Chu Hongyi said calmly, "Xuanyuan Qi doesn't want too many children."

Prince Qi doesn't want it?

Nan Xi raised her eyebrows slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "Let's just let it go, don't have too much psychological burden."

Xuanyuan Qi was born in a powerful and prominent family. From the prince Jing Wang to Xuanyuan Qi and Chu Hongyi, the couple who were favored by the emperor, the family was extraordinary and few people could compare. According to the general idea, they would definitely want to have more children.

However, Xuanyuan Qi has always been aware of risks. He has been cautious and not arrogant in recent years. Except for his ten-year-long attitude of insisting on not taking concubines in the relationship between husband and wife, he has always been calm and composed in other aspects, gentle and humble, and never put on the posture of "favored by the emperor" to the inside and outside.

It's just that he obviously has his own concerns about the matter of having children and grandchildren, and others can't force him.

Chu Hongyi nodded: "I understand."

"Your Majesty." Yin Yue looked at the young man outside the window, "The Second Prince is coming."

Nan Xi's eyebrows moved, and she sighed softly: "He finally managed to hold on for the day."

After she finished speaking, Rong Zhan had already stepped into the palace. The young man had a slender figure, a straight back, handsome eyebrows and eyes with a bit of delicateness. It was really likable to look at him.

Walking in front of Nan Xi, Rong Zhan lifted his robe and knelt down: "Your son, I pay my respects to the Queen Mother."

Nan Xi waved at him: "Get up."

Rong Zhan stood up and walked closer, bowed his head and said: "Your son has made a big mistake due to his willfulness, Mother--"

"Okay." Nan Xi looked at his obviously pale face and couldn't help but feel distressed, "This matter has passed. Your brother specifically asked not to blame you. Just remember not to mess around again in the future."

Rong Zhan nodded: "Don't worry, Mother, your son will never dare to do it again."

"Did your father beat you?"

Rong Zhan said seriously: "During the training, because of my poor performance, I was beaten by my father a few times. There was no other punishment. My father spared my son, but if I dare to do it again next time, I will double the punishment."

He said it lightly, not wanting to worry the Queen Mother, but the person who knows Rong Yu best in the world is Nan Xi.

And it is not an exaggeration to say that today is really a torment, which can be seen from the pale and tired face that cannot be concealed.

But Nan Xi didn't expose him. She raised her hand and rubbed his head: "Rest early tonight and don't be too tired."