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    Chapter 110 The sick and violent prince 8

    [How does the protagonist feel???, pain value +1]

    Xie Rong raised his eyebrows and looked at Lu Yuanju with a strange expression, “What’s wrong with him?”

    [Who knows, normal men wouldn’t do this anyway!】

    Xie Rong thought for a while and felt that Lu Yuanju must be afraid.

    His west wind is so fierce that one bite can cause a piece of meat to fall off.

    He couldn’t wait to see Lu Yuanju’s jokes.

    The hydrangea was thrown from his hand, and before it fell to the ground, a man and a dog were already fighting over it.

    They are all fierce and do not give way to anyone.

    But dogs are destined to be less evil than humans.

    Without noticing, Xifeng was caught by Lu Yuanju’s tail. He bared his canine teeth and turned to bite Lu Yuanju’s hand, but he bit his own tail.

    In this round, Lu Yuanju won.

    Xifeng dragged his bleeding tail and crawled to Xie Rong’s feet, whimpering.

    Xie Rong wanted to kick him away in disgust, but when he lowered his eyes and met Xifeng’s eyes, he suddenly softened his tone:

    “It’s really useless.”

    “Wow…” Seeing his soft attitude, the mastiff rolled over and rubbed its head against his palm.

    “Xiao Gaozi, go get hot water.”

    Eunuch Gao understood and responded: “Yes.”

    A basin of hot water was quickly brought up by two palace attendants.

    Xie Rong kicked the edge of the big wooden basin, and the mastiff immediately jumped into the big wooden basin. Just as he was about to play happily in the water, when he saw Xie Rong looking over coldly, he immediately whimpered pitifully and handed his bleeding tail to him.

    Xie Rong snorted coldly, and squatted down to give it a bath and comb it.

    The real winner of this fight for the hydrangeas was ignored and no one cared.

    [The host still likes to bathe and comb the poor dirty little dog. The host is a good mother.】 System was lying on the edge of the basin with an envious face, and his small tentacles reached behind to touch his round butt, as if he wanted to feel out a dog’s tail.

    The mastiff in the big wooden basin was very well-behaved and didn’t make any fuss at all. It just stuck out its tongue and stared at Xie Rong, “Woah!”

    “Stupid dog,” Xie Rong rubbed the hair on his head. Fortunately, the water was hot enough and would not make him catch a cold.

    But Xie Rong’s body obviously couldn’t be washed by the west wind for too long.

    He soon couldn’t hold on any longer and was helped back to the Grand Master’s chair by Eunuch Gao.

    “Come here and give me a bath for the lonely west wind,” Xie Rong rubbed his brows, the darkness in front of his eyes slowly passed, and he glanced at the man standing in the distance.

    Lu Yuanju was still holding the hydrangea in his hand.

    It’s better to just throw it away and feed it to this beast.

    “If you dare to throw away Gu’s hydrangea, Gu will chop off your hand,” Xie Rong warned.

    This hydrangea was a toy he used to amuse West Wind when he was young. It was more precious than these slaves.

    “His Highness asked the slave to give it a bath, but he couldn’t spare any time,” Lu Yuanju said.

    “Then just hold it in your mouth,” Xie Rong curled his eyes and smiled evilly, “Like the west wind.”

    “…”

    Lu Yuanju stared at him with black eyes, opened his mouth expressionlessly, and bit the hydrangea with his canine teeth. As soon as he squatted down, the beast roared at him.

    The water in the tub was swung into his face by the beast’s tail.

    Lu Yuanju’s face, which was not white at all, turned even darker.

    Xie Rong kicked Xifeng and said impatiently: “Be obedient.”

    West Wind was unwilling to settle down, its tail and ears drooped.

    While the man was washing the dog roughly, Xie Rong added maliciously, “Seeing that you are so energetic in fighting for the hydrangea with the dog today, it shows that you still do too little work on weekdays.”

    “You will be responsible for bathing it from now on.”

    Lu Yuanju met the dog’s eyes and smiled ferociously: “I remember.”

    After washing, half an hour has passed.

    Xie Rong propped up his chin and half-closed his eyes, his brows thickening with fatigue, “Tell me what reward you want.”

    Lu Yuanju looked at him and said with inquiry: “I would like to ask His Highness a question.”

    After waiting for a long time, Xie Rong said sleepily: “Ask.”

    “How does Your Highness know that the hosta is not his?” Lu Yuanju even felt that the prince looked ridiculous, but he was still hiding something.

    Maybe she had deliberately opened her legs for him to lick, just to confuse him.

    Xie Rong raised his eyelids and looked at him like a fool.

    “Do you think Gu is as stupid as you guys?”

    Lu Yuanju frowned.

    Before he could think deeply, Xie Rong waved his hand and said, “If you are alone, get out.”

    Xie Rong returned to the dormitory, and Eunuch Gao followed him. While taking off his clothes, he asked, “Not only is this ugly man curious, but this servant is also very curious.”

    Xie Rong squinted at him and raised the corners of his lips proudly, “It’s Gu’s thing. I had expected that a bitch would covet it, so I wrote Gu’s name early on.”

    On the corner of this dormitory, it is written “Xie Rong’s second largest house”.

    As for his hosta, it was naturally written, “Xie Rong’s Orange Flower Hosta”.

    Even the chain around Xifeng’s neck is engraved with words, arranged one by one from his Gu insect babies to Xifeng, which happens to be ‘Xie Rong’s baby No. 209’.

    Eunuch Gao admired his horse and said: “Your Highness is a saint, I am so impressed that I am so impressed!”

    Having said this, Xie Rong suddenly had a bad idea.

    He asked someone to call Lu Yuanju back.

    Lu Yuanju didn’t even see the person on the couch clearly, he just heard the person say lazily: “Tie him up.”

    He was tied up by Wu Huada.

    Xie Rong sat beside the couch, and Eunuch Gao bent beside him, holding a candlestick in his hand.

    A silver needle was held in Xie Rong’s hand and slowly burned red by the candlelight.

    Xie Rong approached Lu Yuanju and squatted down, “I will give you a reward as a unique reward for your victory over the west wind.”

    Lu Yuanju was led to kneel on the ground and looked at the needle in Xie Rong’s hand.

    The needle moved repeatedly on his face and neck, but did not fall.

    Xie Rong seemed to be hesitating where to stab.

    After thinking for a while, I finally chose the left side of Lu Yuanju’s neck.

    This way he can see if he slaps Lu Yuanju in the future.

    All the servants in the palace retreated, leaving only a few guards brought by the queen from her mother’s clan.

    “Don’t be afraid, it won’t hurt soon,” Xie Rong comforted him softly, lowering his head and kissing his lips while tattooing, “It won’t hurt anymore, right?”

    The veins on Lu Yuanju’s forehead popped out, and the side of his neck was stabbed in and out by needles, but he remained silent.

    He looked at His Highness the Crown Prince who was comforting him with a kiss, and even had the energy to think about it.

    So skilled, as skilled as when you open your legs. I think you have used this method on many men before, right?

    How does he look like a prince?

    The four words are tattooed.

    Xie Rong’s finger bones were sore and he was shaking so much that he couldn’t hold the needle. He stared at the words on the man’s neck, but he was in a very good mood.

    He sat back on the couch, and Eunuch Gao brought him water to clean his hands.

    The guard on the side obeyed his instructions and took a bronze mirror and handed it to Lu Yuanju.

    So much so that he could clearly see the tattoos on his neck.

    ‘Xie Rong’s slave.’

    Lu Yuanju’s eyes turned red little by little, and he suddenly raised his head to stare at him.

    [The protagonist feels great shame, the pain value is +30!】

    With such a look in his eyes that he wanted to kill him, if he hadn’t been escorted by the guards, he would have gotten up angrily and killed the person on the couch.

    “In this palace, beating a dog depends on the master.” Xie Rong smiled innocently at him, his cheeks were as red as when he was licked and cried that day. He raised his feet and lightly rubbed the tattoos on his neck with his toes, “You are a superior slave, why don’t you thank me?”

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