After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 38 Your Majesty Hits My Hands

Hearing his tone, Su Jiuer knew that Yan Yunxiao was going to make fun of her, so she kept her obedient appearance, folded her hands on her lap, glanced around the hall secretly from time to time, and found that there were many court ladies and eunuchs standing in the corner of the hall.

This is not a good start.
In Yan Yunxiao's eyes, this gesture seemed to have a guilty conscience.

He got up and walked slowly to Su Jiu'er, his eyes swept away from Su Jiu'er's face, and he said quietly, "If Concubine Su can use this hand strength on my battlefield in northern Xinjiang, then the widow will really be safe. "

Su Jiu'er rubbed her aching palms, but said nothing.

Yan Yunxiao's mouth is really good at hurting people, it's yin and yang.

Seeing that she was silent, Yan Yunxiao asked again in a cold voice, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Su Jiu'er was depressed, "The concubine has nothing else to say."

Yan Yunxiao couldn't help being silent, his eyes dimmed as he watched her.

For example, begging for mercy, crying, and sophistry out of fear of his punishment?
Didn't even say a word?
Su Jiu'er felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, so she had to brew up her emotions and prepare to be perfunctory.

She squeezed out a little mist from her eyes, looked at him stubbornly and aggrievedly and said, "Didn't your majesty already ask clearly, and calling the courtiers and concubines here means preparing for punishment?"

"Your Majesty, please punish me, and the concubine will have to bear it."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his eyes, pouted his lips, and stopped talking.

Yan Yunxiao was stunned to be blocked.

Look at her resentment, when did I say that I would punish her?Even if she was to be punished, wouldn't it be because she hit someone?As if he had done something wrong?
Yan Yunxiao suppressed his eyes, his chest was stuffy, and there was another unspeakable anger.

As if he had been slandered.

He snorted coldly, "Hmph, you still know you will be punished!"

Su Jiu'er remained silent.

He said again, "Stretch out your hand."

Su Jiu'er gave him a suspicious look. Do you want Yan Yunxiao to carry out the punishment himself, hitting her palm with a board?

Seeing that Yan Yunxiao was staring at her all the time, she had no choice but to stretch out two slender white hands and place them in front of Yan Yunxiao with the palms up.

Yan Yunxiao raised his hand to lean over.

Su Jiu'er suddenly raised her shoulders and retracted her hands, looked at Yan Yunxiao with her watery eyes, and then begged pitifully, "Your Majesty, hit me lightly, it hurts."

Even a little girl needs to be able to bend and stretch. After all, she slapped Chunhua with her hand too hard in the afternoon, and her hand was numb for a long time after the slap.

In addition, if Yan Yunxiao, a pervert, hit him, don't beat him to death then, it's really not worth the loss for a little palace lady.

Yan Yunxiao didn't know what expression to make when he heard the words.

Who said they were going to beat her up again?
He lightly gouged out Su Jiu'er's face, then leaned over slightly, grabbed Su Jiu'er's little hand, and pulled it in front of him.

"You still know it hurts?"

It's still the same sarcastic sneer.

Su Jiu'er gave him a gouging look, I'm not dead, of course I know it hurts.

She murmured softly, "I am so thin and tender, of course I know it hurts."

I don't know if Yan Yunxiao heard her, but he always ignored her.

His eyes fell on Su Jiu'er's palm. Her palm was indeed small, and it looked fine, but compared to his own, it looked a bit like a child's hand.

But with just this small hand, he was able to hit with such strength that he knocked out two teeth.

Her skin is fair, her palms are soft, she is indeed thin skin and tender flesh.At this moment, the palm is still red, presumably that slap made my hand hurt.

Holding it in Yan Yunxiao's hand, he felt that it was soft and slightly cold, which was quite comfortable in the hot summer of August.

And there was still a trace of indescribable familiarity, so he couldn't help holding her hand and rubbing it in his palm.

His thumb must have used too much strength, and he pressed Su Jiuer's palm. Su Jiuer grinned in pain and was about to withdraw his hand.

Su Jiu'er was part of acting.

She had raised a cat before, so it was like raising a master, who loved to bite her at every turn.Later, as soon as it bit, Su Jiu'er would make a loud "hissing" sound, and the cat stopped biting and looked at her instead.

Su Jiu'er felt that Yan Yunxiao was really like a cat, with a bad temper and a need to be coaxed. He was born to be a master, so arrogant that he would die.

This hoarse grin really bluffed Yan Yunxiao, he raised his eyes to look at Su Jiu'er, then let go of her hand with a grunt, and walked away.

Su Jiuer: "."

She withdrew her hand and rubbed it to herself.

Yan Yunxiao picked out a little pink paste from a cyan porcelain bottle on the desk, turned it back in front of Su Jiuer, and said a word coldly.

"hand."

Su Jiuer: "." She carefully handed out her hand.

Yan Yunxiao leaned over slightly to catch her hand, the movement was much lighter than before, and then applied the picked out pink plaster to the palm of her hand, rubbing it little by little until the medicine covered the entire palm.

It can be seen that he is already very gentle, but when he pushed it away, it still felt a bit hot and painful. Su Jiuer frowned and watched his movements, feeling like her heart was beating a drum.

Yan Yunxiao was rubbing medicine on her?He has such a good heart?
She secretly glanced at Yan Yunxiao with a look of "I won't believe you", and Yan Yunxiao keenly caught it.

She had no choice but to smile sweetly again, and concealed: "Your Majesty is really kind to my concubine."

Yan Yunxiao snorted coldly with a smile, as if he didn't believe her words.

After applying the medicine, he casually threw her hands away, and then looked down at her with his hands behind his back, and a pair of phoenix eyes looked at her like a teaser.

Was it because he was afraid that he would beat her?

"Did you know that there is a plant called Teng Mie. The torture instrument made from its rattan can make a very crisp sound when it hits a person. No matter how hard you beat it, it will only bruise the skin of the person, but it will not damage the bones."

"The widow has never seen it with his own eyes."

His low voice came faintly, and the slight curve of the corner of his mouth made him look like he was smiling, but the listeners trembled, and Su Jiu'er became somewhat awake.

Could it be that Yan Yunxiao wanted to whip her with that vine?

Just now she was wondering if Yan Yunxiao's condition had improved, but now it seems that Yan Yunxiao is still that moody, heretical tyrant!
Su Jiu'er whispered, "Since it's so scary, Your Majesty should not see you anymore."

Yan Yunxiao chuckled suddenly, then looked at her with a smile and said in a low voice, "Your hand is injured, I'm afraid you won't need to hit it, you'd better wait until it's all done, and then let the few people appreciate it."

Su Jiu'er rubbed her hands, thinking that my hand will never get better in this lifetime.

Looking up at Yan Yunxiao again, I felt that his face was cold again, and he raised his head and ordered, "Since you can't hit with your hands, then you can kneel here tonight."

After speaking, he glanced at Su Jiu'er, and saw her looking at the sky outside the hall, to see how many hours he had to kneel.

The sky is already a little cloudy, approaching evening.

She took one more look at Yan Yunxiao's cold face, and then she knelt down, if he begged him, and he really whipped her with rattan scorn, then she wouldn't be abandoned.

So he responded with a muffled sound, and knelt there in a proper manner.

Yan Yunxiao wondered why she agreed so simply now?Don't you have a temper?Since you are so stubborn, it depends on how long you can be stubborn!
With a wave of his sleeves, he left the hall, leaving only Su Jiu'er in the hall.

Eunuch Zhaoshun outside the palace watched His Majesty come out with a sullen face, and wondered what was wrong?
Didn't His Majesty just take the medicine for Concubine Su to wipe her hands?Why do you look even more angry now than when Qi Meiren complained?
(End of this chapter)