Overturning the little milk bottle of the metaphysics boss, everyone loves it

The news that the national teacher brought Song Baoling back quickly reached Jun Tianlin's ears.

"He arrested Song Baoling?" Jun Tianlin was a little surprised, "Are you going to take her as a disciple?"

"Yes, I heard that it was just a quick glance on the street, and the national teacher had never met Song Baoling beforehand, and he didn't know her either."

Jun Tianlin rubbed the wrench in his hand, with a hint of playfulness, "What about Jun Tingsheng? Aren't you going to save his old lover? Or are you just caring about having fun with the princess of the Western Regions?"

The confidant lowered his head, "Your Majesty Jun has gone to the military camp, I'm afraid the news hasn't reached him yet."

"That's it..." Jun Tianlin nodded thoughtfully, and the confidant next to him suggested, "Your Highness, why don't you let the national teacher put Song Baoling back, so that's also..."

Jun Tianlin glanced at him coldly, and the cronies immediately swallowed the remaining half of the sentence, "This subordinate is talking too much."

"Let him be locked up, I want to see what tricks he can play." Jun Tianlin said that the national teacher had a headache.

He does have some skills, and the past two years have also brought him great benefits.

But the headache is that the national teacher has a weird personality, is difficult to control, and has a different way of thinking from most people.

He originally wanted the national teacher to obey him completely, but he didn't accept hard and soft at all, but in the end the two could only reach a deal.

What gave Jun Tianlin the most headache was the state teacher's unpredictable temperament, sometimes it changed too much, and those who didn't know it completely thought it was two people.

"Jun Tingsheng is planning to make a move?" Jun Tianlin looked back, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "I hope he doesn't stay in ink for too long, I'm still looking forward to it."

In the face of absolute power, framing has no effect, you have to use your brain to solve it, or face it head-on.

Song Baoling was detained for three days.

The national teacher didn't abuse her, but provided her with food and drink, and made some nasty movements from time to time.

Jun Tingsheng was very anxious when he got the news, but he was stumped by the incident in the barracks.

He wanted to rush back several times but was stopped by other people, taking the life and death of the country as the overall situation.

"My lord, don't be impulsive. If you go back now, all your previous efforts will be wasted! Ms. Song may also be implicated!"

An older, burly man stood up and said angrily in a rough voice.

Others also persuaded, Jun Tingsheng frowned, and could only send Chai Liang back first.

Except for Song Baoling's freedom of movement being restricted, other places are served very attentively, and the national teacher will chat with her from time to time.

"You have been treated in the past two years. What disease did you treat? Where did you treat it? Have you been cured?"

The national teacher asked tirelessly, Song Baoling turned his head irritably, "Aren't you the national teacher, so idle?"

The national teacher was embarrassed, but fortunately that face was completely covered, Song Baoling couldn't see his expression.

"My father, how did you deal with it?" Song Baoling asked with a frown. She had disappeared for three days, and Song Mochuan would definitely send someone to look for her.

"Your father? Oh, you're talking about General Song. He's still in the barracks now."

Song Baoling closed his eyes, and continued to ask unwillingly, "Then what about my grandmother and brother? Have you thought about how to explain it?"

"What do you explain? No one found you here, by the way, except for your little maid." The national teacher smiled evilly and flaunted it wantonly.

Song Baoling captured the key information, "Lian Jiao, what did you do to Lian Jiao?"

"It's nothing to her. I said I wouldn't touch her. I keep my word."

The national teacher's expression didn't look fake, Song Baoling looked at him with suspicion, "You'd better not lie to me."

"So worried about her? It's better to worry about yourself." The national teacher's eyes moved to her ankles pointingly. Both ankles were tied with thick and long iron chains.

Song Baoling moved slightly, and the hard copper and iron would collide together, making a crisp and piercing sound.

I don't know what tricks the national teacher used. The tricks she learned in Haicheng couldn't be used at all, and her body was tightly controlled.

Song Baoling was annoyed, his snow-white and clean ankles had circles of red marks under the long-term confinement.

The national teacher is like a pervert, he doesn't even let her wear socks, he just likes to look at her bare feet like this.

You must know that a woman can only be barefoot in front of her husband, and it is a taboo to be exposed to strange men like her.

Fortunately, she has seen a lot in the past two years in Haicheng, and she doesn't take it too seriously, but she still resists it in her heart.

The national teacher also noticed the red marks on her ankles, frowned, and pulled up the shackles a little, the red marks inside were a little bleeding.

"Don't you know how to say it?" The national teacher's tone was natural and proficient, as if these things had been done thousands of times.

Song Baoling glanced at it indifferently, "It doesn't hurt, it won't be so serious if you give me a pair of socks."

The national teacher didn't want to, so he directly grabbed her ankle and rubbed it for her in this position.

Song Baoling retracted his feet sensitively, but was forcefully pulled out by the national teacher. He looked up at her with pathological paranoia in his eyes, "Don't you want to?"

Song Baoling couldn't stand a kick on his shoulder, the national teacher was undefended, and was kicked to the ground for a while because of his unsteadiness.

"Stay away from me." Song Baoling hid his feet tightly under his body, "If you really don't want me to have this red seal, you might as well let me go earlier."

The national teacher half fell on the ground, lowered his head, and made no sound for a long time, making it impossible to guess what he was doing.

But Song Baoling noticed that there was something strange about him, something seemed to have changed.

When the national teacher looked up again, there was already another emotion in his eyes, and his pupils shrank suddenly when he saw her.

It was exactly the same as when I first met her, but there were still some struggles that she couldn't understand.

He sneered sarcastically, slowly got up and walked in front of Song Baoling, staring at her condescendingly, a sense of oppression came over his face.

Song Baoling frowned, with uncertainty in his voice, "National teacher?"

"Heh." The national teacher made a contemptuous voice, pinched her chin with one hand, and forced her to raise her head, the force was so strong that she felt a little pain.

Song Baoling looked back dissatisfied, the strength of the master's subordinates seemed to want to crush her jaw.

"Since you are so disobedient, you should be punished." The national teacher said lightly, with a cold tone.

Song Baoling was surprised that his attitude changed so quickly and casually, bit her lower lip tightly, and soon someone took her to another place.

In a pool similar to a hot spring, but only standing, and the pool water is not warm, but bitingly cold.

Song Baoling's hands were imprisoned on both sides of the hot spring, and the national teacher looked at her with a sneer.

"If you don't learn well, just stay here and let you out when you think it through."

After finishing speaking, the national teacher turned around and left. He didn't come in for a day, and he didn't send someone to deliver food.