My little puppy is sick

Chapter 91
Riding a horse, isn't it trivial!

After driving all the way, Qi Yan stopped at the next city and found an inn to stay.

She doesn't intend to go too far.

But think carefully about how to go next.

Stayed in the palace, was killed by King Ying, read the file and restarted.

Staying in the inn, he was found and killed by Ying Jun, and he loaded the file and started again.

He fled all the way, was found and killed by Ying Jun, and restarted after loading the file.

It doesn't seem to make a difference.

Then why did she run out again?
Qi Yan reckoned that she was out of her mind at the time, she shook her head, and decided that it would be better to eat, drink and sleep.

In the prison.

The jailer led Ying Jun to a cell, opened the door with a key, and the jailer stepped aside respectfully.

"Your Majesty, this person is Jing Ke."

Ying Jun stood at the door, and Jing Ke had an iron chain on his leg, so he couldn't touch Ying Jun.

The man's deep voice came: "Bring a basin of water."

The jailer quickly brought the water, and Jun Ying said, "Wipe his face clean."

The jailer did as he did, and his actions were rude, Jing Ke remained motionless, allowing him to wash his face.

After the end, all the stains and dust on Jing Ke's face were gone, revealing his fair and cold face.

What makes people jealous is that even if Jing Ke is exposed to the sun and rain, he still suffers in prison. His face is so white and smooth that people are jealous, with only a few bloodstains scabbed on it.

Before Ying Jun left, he squatted in front of him, lifting Jing Ke's chin with his hand.

Only Jing Ke knew how hard the hand on his chin was, almost crushing his bones.

His hands were tied behind his back, and he didn't have the strength to resist. He raised his eyes and looked straight into Ying Jun's eyes.

Ying Jun pursed his lips, let go of his hands, looked down, lifted up Jing Ke's torn prison uniform, saw his lean and tough abdominal muscles, and his complexion became more and more bad.

Ying Jun stood up, kicked Jing Ke, and when he turned to leave, his eyes fell on the straw beside him.

He walked over slowly, knelt down, and picked up a handkerchief with a small blue flower embroidered on it.

Ying Jun suddenly returned to Jing Ke, punched him in the face, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up.

With a cold face, his expression was as swift as a storm, and he was furious, "Why did you throw this thing away, why?"

Jing Ke said nothing, with no expression on his face.

Punch after punch fell, Ying Jun's hands were merciless until his hands were covered with blood. With red eyes, he threw Jing Ke to the ground and left the prison.

"Keep an eye on him, don't let him die." Ying Jun said to the jailer.

Behind him came Jing Ke's laughter, which became louder and louder from childhood to adulthood.

Ying Jun left with a dark face.

Jing Ke was lying on the ground, laughing loudly, the jailer walked over and kicked him, but he was ignored, the jailer turned and closed the door and left.

madman!A bunch of lunatics!
Jing Ke laughed, smiled, and suddenly burst into tears.

The person the tyrant loves does not love him.

The person Jing Ke loves is not in this world.

They are all people who have been tortured to the point of inhumanity.
Back in the imperial study room, Ying Jun sat on a chair, his eyes fell on Jing Yi who was following behind him.

"Undress."

"Ah?" Jing Yi was suddenly stunned by these words, what is His Majesty doing?

"Don't make me repeat it a second time." Ying Jun was impatient with a cold face.

Jing Yi took it off obediently.

Ying Jun took a look and said, "Go out."

Jing Yi immediately put on the shirt he had taken off, and quickly left the imperial study room.

(End of this chapter)