After being picked up by the prince, Xiaojiaohua is wild and sassy

Chapter 62 There are many people, don't cry
"Don't cry, go wash your face and tidy up, brother will take you back." Zhong Liting rubbed her head, turned to look at Wei Ling, "Come out with me."

It could have been bearable.

Just as Zhong Liting said, don't cry, Huahua's tense emotions relaxed instantly, and the tears flowed more and more fiercely, as if she couldn't stop it.

Fortunately, everyone has gone out.

Ruhuahua resisted the choking in her throat, while clumsily raised her hand to remove the bun that had been rolled all night.She was not thinking about it, and her actions were inevitably rude. She tore several hairs before removing the hair tie and retying it.

After washing her face and tidying up everything, it took Ruhua a long time to calm down, and she walked out of the tent door with heavy steps.

Zhong Liting waited patiently outside.Only himself, I don't know what they all said, Wei Ling has disappeared.

Ruhuahua took a deep breath, walked over, and wanted to talk about military law, "Brother, I..."

The redness in the corners of her eyes has not dissipated, and against those big black eyes that have been washed with water, they are charming and charming.

Zhong Liting naturally knew what she wanted to say, but didn't give her a chance, and directly misinterpreted her meaning, "Ten times, there is no need to discuss."

Ruhuahua: "...No, I just want to say that I don't..."

"Be a spoiled brother," Zhong Liting tickled the broken hair hanging by her ears with his fingertips, and teased her very unscrupulously, "Brother will copy it for you."

When the fingertips rubbed against it, there was a tingling sensation of icy coldness and numbness. The pinnae of the ears turned red uncontrollably. Through the morning sun, they were faintly tingly.

"Huh?" The young man leaned forward slightly, with shadows on his backlit face, which made his facial features more rigid and three-dimensional. There was a gentle smile on the corners of his rosy lips, and his already outstanding face looked even more beautiful when he smiled. Between teenagers and youths, it catches people's attention for no reason.

Ru Hua raised her head, blinked her eyes for a moment, lost her mind, and forgot what she wanted to say.

……

Ruhuahua stayed up for half a night, her handwriting was neat, she copied the military regulations ten times, and in the morning of the next day, she handed over a not-thin stack of papers to Zhong Liting.

Zhong Liting flipped through it casually, and found that the little girl's handwriting was not scribbled from beginning to end, but occasionally some pages were smeared with ink, which seemed to be traces of dried water droplets.

Zhong Liting's fingertips lightly stroked the water mark.Can't help but sigh, "Why are you crying, it makes my brother feel unbearable."

Ruhuahua hoarsely said: "Brother..."

"There are a lot of people, don't cry." Zhong Liting tapped the corners of her eyes lightly with his cool fingertips, "Sit here and watch carefully, don't disappoint my brother's good intentions."

The clear tone is like a pearl falling to the ground, like a flower, but the spine can't help but feel a chill.

Take a good look.

How can she take a good look at it.

She didn't even have the courage to look behind the rack.

But she can't comment on any decisions made by Zhong Liting.The general is not there, and everyone in the barracks obeys him, so she can't do anything.

In the back, in the open space in the center of the camp, wooden torture racks have been set up. On the protruding beams, iron chains and heavy steel rings are hung on both ends, glowing with a black and cold metal light, very frightening.

After the morning exercise, almost everyone in the battalion gathered.

Yesterday afternoon, Wei Ling ordered the soldiers who patrolled the previous night to be fined five sticks. The situation was special and it was not a time of war, so he did not completely follow the military regulations. Those who have slackened down because of long-term comfort.

Although the Five Sticks sounds easy, it is actually not that simple.

Zhong Liting's mouth was wider than the little girl's waist when he opened and closed his mouth at the beginning, and it was true that he frightened her with his words.But if it really had to be that wide, it wouldn't be scary to fight.

In fact, the military stick is a round wooden stick three feet five inches long and the thickness of an adult male's arm. Let alone five blows, it doesn't take much effort. If you hit the stick, your bones will crack if you hit it, or your skin will be torn. Those five strokes were enough to make those soldiers lie down for a few days in good spirits.

The screams of people who were tortured yesterday resounded half the camp, and they were all helped down in the end.

But after yesterday's incident, the people below asked more about the reason, and the matter spread.
The officer in charge went to get his baton, but he hasn't come yet.

Under the attention of all the people, Zhong Liting folded the papers unhurriedly, put them in his arms, and then sat idly by the side with lazy eyes, as if he wasn't the one who was going to be tortured for a while.

On the contrary, Wei Ling, who always had a three-point smile on his face, had a livid face, and ignored anyone who greeted him.

Most people avoid Wei Ling, for fear of running into his bad luck, but there are those who deliberately don't have a good eye, and lean forward.

Zhongli Tianyin was ordered by Zhong Liting to soak in the river for a quarter of an hour that day, and he was ill for several days. He was always delicate and expensive, and it was slow to provide all kinds of precious medicinal materials, and his health has just improved a bit today. But I couldn't wait to run out to watch the joke.

"What's wrong with my good brother? Why did he violate the military regulations? How did this happen? It really hurts my heart."

Wei Ling didn't have the heart to deal with him at all. Hearing this, he twitched the corners of his lips impatiently, and said with a sneer, "Second Young Master, don't be too sad. It's not worthwhile to be careful about grief."

Zhongli Tianyin didn't seem to understand Wei Ling's voice-over, and happily pressed his elbow on Wei Ling's shoulder, "Please trouble my cousin, I will have the last laugh."

Wei Ling acted as if he hadn't seen his movements, before his body tilted, Wei Ling got up directly, and Zhong Li Tianyin was immediately suppressed, his body was unstable, and he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, he was supported by the little slave beside him in time, so he didn't really lose face. It's just that he hurt his lungs and was still ill, so he turned his head and coughed uncontrollably after such a big movement.

The little slave next to him lightly touched his chest and thumped his back, "My lord..."

"Second Young Master, please sit down slowly. I have something to do, so I won't accompany you." Wei Ling looked at the joke coldly, and then, without waiting for anyone to get angry, he hurriedly cupped his hands, turned around and left.

Zhongli Tianyin was humiliated by the Wei Order, and his face suddenly became embarrassing, but before he got angry, the person concerned turned his head and left. He had nowhere to vent his anger, and couldn't help being furious for a while, and raised his hand to the people around him Just a slap, "It's really clumsy."

The girl was thin and thin, and Zhongli Tianyin's angry slap was extremely harsh. The little slave was staggered at once, fell to the ground, knelt on the ground in pain and did not recover for a long time.

On the other end, Wei Ling approached Ru Huahua who was alone in two steps, "Hua Hua."

Just as Zhong Liting got up to prepare for the punishment, she was leaving her alone.

"Brother Wei..." Ruhua followed Wei Ling's direction, saw the person behind him, and also saw the violent scene, her brows furrowed involuntarily.

It seemed that she could still feel the deep chill at the beginning, Ru Huahua couldn't help shivering.

(End of this chapter)