Shock!Straight Man Long Aotian Secretly Hides The Villain’S Skirt Chapter 50

Chapter 50 The evil cat concubine who confuses the country 11

Lu Wenjing was silent for a moment, looked at him and said: “I am the emperor. I can be willful and disobey my ancestors regardless of my reputation, but I must never take human life lightly.”

“Xie Rong, you are the cat I raised. I comb you and feed you every day, so even though I witnessed you ripping out the heart of a living person today, I still protected you,” Lu Wenjing paused and said, “But this kind of thing cannot happen twice, and it won’t happen again. Do you understand?”

Xie Rong was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly.

“Lu Wenjing, you are not worthy of being the emperor at all,” Xie Rong said lazily, holding his stomach, “An emperor whose hands are not stained with blood cannot sit firmly on the throne.”

“Don’t think of yourself as too upright. When I dug out General Gu’s eyes, I didn’t see you being intolerant of him at all.”

“If you are really a good person, how come you get together with people like me again and again?”

“Again and again?” Lu Wenjing repeated his words, “What do you mean?”

“It means that you are just a hypocrite. They can’t see through it, but I know it clearly.” Xie Rong gave a bad smile, “Disgusting hypocrite.”

Lu Wenjing looked at him and smiled without saying a word.

Xie Rong yawned, turned around and climbed onto the dragon couch, holding the bright yellow quilt and occupying the entire bed.

Lu Wenjing also walked over and stood by the couch, staring at him with lowered eyes, her eyebrows solemn.

This little country cat has always had a bad temper. If he is offended even a little bit, he will show his teeth and claws and make people uncomfortable. How can he be so quiet after being rejected today?

Lu Wenjing sat beside the couch, took one of Xie Rong’s hands and looked at it casually.

The nails are trimmed in a rounded arc and are the same pink color as the cat’s paw pads in the past.

A cat that kills people, no matter how pink its claws are, is useless, it should be caught in the prison of the Ministry of Justice and disciplined severely, and maybe it will become better behaved.

Lu Wenjing lowered his head, bit the tip of Xie Rong’s index finger, and applied slight force, leaving light red tooth marks, and then he felt a bad breath coming out of his mouth.

He picked up the cat demon who forcibly occupied the entire bed, threw it inside, and got on the bed.

Lu Wenjing woke up from pain the next day.

Xie Rong sat on him, opened his clothes, and opened a gash on his chest with his sharp cat claws. He lowered his head and eagerly licked the blood.

When there wasn’t enough blood, he cut a little more, and then a little more.

“Tell me, if I kill you now, will there be a big mess?” Xie Rong blinked and stretched out his tongue to lick the blood off his lips. “As long as there is a big mess, someone will definitely die, right?”

Xie Rong rarely restrained his temper and calmly threatened him.

After all, he is going to do something very bad and bad, and it will definitely make him roll his eyes with excitement!

Of course, you have to hold it in secret before doing something bad. Xie Rong is very smart.

“You know how to choose between three or four people dying in a day and thousands of people dying in a day, right?”

[Protagonist’s pain value +5]

Lu Wenjing closed his eyes and opened them again after a moment.

“Okay.” He said.

Xie Rong sat quietly by the couch, his tail wagging behind him, watching Lu Wenjing leave the bed and walk to the screen, picking up the dragon robe that was torn like rags.

He couldn’t hold back his laughter and spoke with malice:

“I originally liked this dragon robe, but it didn’t fit and didn’t belong to me, so I had to destroy it.”

Lu Wenjing didn’t look back at him, “Bangs!”

Eunuch Liu was looking for the cat outside, but he hurried back after being told by his apprentice, “Your Majesty?”

“Go and find new clothes for me.”

“Yes.”

After burning the incense, Lu Wenjing put on her clothes and left without looking back.

Another hour passed.

Lu Wenjing returned to the Yangxin Hall, followed by several guards escorting the prisoners.

He stopped in front of the screen, did not enter the inner hall, and said calmly: “Send it in.”

The leading deputy general of the Imperial Guard hesitated and said: “Your Majesty, the Yangxin Hall is the residence of the Emperor. If you put the prisoners here like this, I’m afraid…”

“Send it in,” Lu Wenjing said.

“Yes.” Even if the deputy general of the Imperial Guard felt that it was inappropriate, he could not violate the emperor’s order.

A few days ago, His Majesty almost killed Master Baohua with his sword in the Fengxian Hall. They did not dare to offend Tianwei again and lose their heads.

These four prisoners were treated like piglets before they were killed. They were thrown into a cauldron and washed with warm water, so they would not dirty the floor of the Yangxin Hall.

After the guards pushed all the prisoners in, they all retreated.

Lu Wenjing sat by the window, casually picking up a memorial and holding a royal pen in his other hand. The vermilion on the tip of the pen dripped a little red on the memorial, but he could not be seen writing.

Behind him is the screen.

A stream of hot blood splashed on the screen, but no screams were heard. Instead, the three prisoners who were still alive began to argue anxiously.

“Drink my blood first, my blood tastes better than theirs!”

“Immortal… no… Bodhisattva! My Bodhisattva, you will definitely save me first, right?”

“What’s the rush? I’ll let you all reach bliss together.”

Xie Rong laughed softly, and through the screen, Lu Wenjing could even imagine how proud the cat was smiling after it had succeeded in its evil deeds.

Lu Wenjing simply stood up and left the Yangxin Hall.

Before leaving, he coldly told the palace attendants outside the palace, “No matter what commotion occurs in the palace, trespassers will be killed without mercy.”

When he returned to the Yangxin Hall, the corpses of the prisoners were piled up into a hill, while Xie Rong was leaning on the bedside, his face pale, his eyebrows furrowed, and one hand covering his bulging belly.

After eating four hearts at once, the living energy inside was so full that it had no time to transform into demonic power, and the stomach almost burst.

“Why don’t you come over and rub your belly for me?” Xie Rong glared at him with a manic look on his face.

Lu Wenjing walked over and sat beside the couch, rubbing his rough palms slowly through the thin fabric.

Xie Ronggang calmed down a little, raised his pale lips, and came close to his ear, “These ones don’t taste very good, but they fill me up. It’s all thanks to you.”

Lu Wenjing said nothing.

“I want it tomorrow too.”

Not only tomorrow, in the next three months, there will be nearly a hundred death row prisoners whose hearts have been ripped out by Xie Rong.

Corpses are transported out of the Yangxin Hall every day, but the emperor has the strictest mouth and always knows what to say and what not to say.

The Imperial Guards have lost count of how many times they have sent washed prisoners to the Yangxin Palace.

Lu Wenjing has been able to sit by the screen and listen to the goings on inside with a calm expression since she first escaped.

But today it seems a little different.

He tilted his head and looked at the shadow reflected on the screen.

Xie Rong sat on a prisoner and put his hand into the prisoner’s chest. Among the other three prisoners who were supposed to be waiting obediently, one of them was stunned by the magic and secretly stepped forward to get close to Xie Rong’s back, lowered his head and smelled Xie Rong’s hair.

Then he lowered his head and nodded, his lips seemed to be about to touch Xie Rong’s exposed shoulder.

Lu Wenjing suddenly stood up and rushed into the inner hall.

“锃——”

The emperor’s sword, used to intimidate the ministers, saw blood for the first time when it was unsheathed.

Xie Rong turned around and half-covered his surprised lips with his fingertips, but the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably, and finally he couldn’t help but laugh.

“You killed him? Didn’t you want to be a good emperor? Why did you kill him so cruelly?”

Xie Rong stared at the bloody sword, his pupils dilating excitedly.

[Protagonist’s pain value +30]

Lu Wenjing pulled out the sword from the prisoner’s body and stared at him with bloodshot eyes: “Isn’t this what you want?”