"Mother, mother?"

Ling Chao was wearing a crescent-white bedrobe and sat on the bed stupidly.

His eyes were almost dull as he looked at the Rouhui Long Emperor Ji who was posing in front of him.

Ling Chao, who woke up in the dream, didn't realize that he was dreaming, and he didn't even suspect how his mother, who was far away in the capital Xuan'an, ran to Tianmen Town.

He glanced down at his somewhat messy bedclothes, as if a young man had been secretly relieved but had been hit by his parents.

He quickly straightened his shirt, lifted the futon and collapsed.

Greet her mother, the Rouhui Emperor, but her mother doesn't let herself get up as usual.

Even though he lowered his head, Ling Chao could feel his mother's sharp, cold, and annoyed eyes falling on the back of his head.

"Mother, mother...... What did my son do wrong?"

Ling Chao couldn't hold it first, and asked for clarity during the period.

Rouhui Changdi Ji's temperament has nothing to do with her title, her external image is wooden and uninteresting, and internally she is domineering and authoritarian.

Ling Chao once suspected that his mother's fine score was related to his father, who had bad teeth and ate soft rice at home.

As soon as his mother was silent and looked at him with those dark and deep eyes, his heart trembled.

Every time he was taught a lesson by his mother, Ling Chao had a psychological shadow.

"I heard that my son is in trouble today?"

I don't know when a long board appeared in the hand of the Rouhui Long Emperor Ji.

The board is as long as an adult's arm, as wide as a palm, and as thick as a fingernail.

Ling Chao looked at the board, and felt a sense of timidity for no reason.

"Son...... My son didn't get into trouble today!"

In his opinion, the trouble of being able to settle with the background cannot be called a trouble.

In the same way, as long as it is not a peer of Qin Shao's level, it will not be considered a trouble.

Unexpectedly, Rouhui Changdi Ji's eyebrows were raised, his eyes widened angrily, and the board was thrown at Ling Chao's feet with a bang, so frightened that he wanted to jump up.

"Lie!"

Ling Chao: "......"

Today's mother is a little abnormal.

After that, something even more abnormal happened, and Rouhui Chang Di Ji pointed at him painfully, her fingers trembling.

"Son-in-law, son-in-law, guilty and quibble, did he give birth to barbecued pork and raise the placenta back then?"

Ling Chao: "???"

Although he doesn't understand what barbecued pork is, he understands what placenta is, isn't it a Zihe car?

When did my mother learn such tricky and weird slang to swear?

"Mother, mother, don't be angry first, what trouble has happened to your son, you should remind your son. ”

Rouhui Changdi Ji covered her face with a handkerchief and cried.

At this time, the father who came out of nowhere came out with bad teeth came out, and he was so angry that his muscles burst out, and he comforted the Rouhui Chang Emperor Ji while saying that he wanted to teach the rebel son a lesson.

After a few words, the husband and wife decided that it didn't matter if their son was crooked, and it would be good to forcibly straighten him.

Ling Chao looked confused and was pressed and tied to the bench by ten maids with big shoulders and round waists and explosive muscles.

One of them tugged at the sides of his trousers with both hands and pulled down hard.

The father gritted his teeth and said, "Hit, hit hard!"

The mother cried while muttering: "Hit the child's body, and the pain is in the mother's heart." ”

Ling Chao was panicked and scared, struggling to get up.

Syllable!

The maid on the left grabbed his mother's board and whipped him on his left buttocks.

Ling Chao was ashamed and angry, and his struggle intensified.

Syllable!

The maid on the right also grabbed his mother's board and whipped his right ass.

Left and right.

There was also a rhythm on both sides.

The maid on the left shouts "hum", and the maid on the right shouts "ha".

The force of the whipping was not heavy, and the fair-skinned buttocks were slightly red, but the damage to Ling Chao was critical.

Ling Chao went from the original struggle and crying to the numbness later, lying on the bench like a dead fish.

He finally realized that something was wrong.

He's dreaming!

But I couldn't wake up with all kinds of methods, and the pain of spanking was very clear.

“...... You are the people of my dreams, can't you listen to me?"

His mother and father ignored him, one covering his face and crying, and the other kneeling and coaxing.

Ling Chao gave up struggling.

He said weakly, "Then you should always tell me how many beatings I will be beaten, and I have to get up early tomorrow to go to the academy." ”

One of the muscular maids leaned over and whispered, "Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine hits." ”

Ling Chao almost turned his back on it when he heard this.

It took three hours for Ling Chao to be let go.

With an expression that had been rubbed countless times, he heard the words of his mother, Rouhui Chang Di Ji, in his ears.

"My son......"

Ling Chao shuddered.

"Make up for your mistakes as soon as possible, change your mind, and be a new person, otherwise, you have to come tomorrow for your mother. ”

A moment of panic hit his head, Ling Chao screamed in fright, and sat up straight from the collapse in a cold sweat.

Soon, he was made to lie on his side by the huge pain in his buttocks.

The servants of the night watch heard the commotion.

"Lang Jun!"

Ling Chao waved his hand weakly.

"It's a nightmare...... It's okay, you go down to sleep...... By the way, what time is it?"

The servant said: "It's just past the beginning of Yin, and there is still a moment to go. ”

Ling Chao wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and body, his bedclothes were soaked, and the whole person was sleepy and tired.

"It's just the beginning of the day, and I can sleep for two hours......"

I reached into the quilt and touched it, and found that my buttocks didn't hurt anymore, as if it was my delusion to scream in pain just now.

[If you don't apologize, something bad will happen at night]

Ling Chao: "......"

Hum!

Who believes!

"This kind of evil magic dares to be used on the head of the master, looking for death!"

I'm going to arrest that enchantress tomorrow!

It didn't take long for him to fall asleep again.

When he opened his eyes again, his weeping mother, his father, who was kneeling and coaxing, and the ten handmaidens with big shoulders and round waists, appeared again.

Ling Chao: "......"

"My son, why are you so stubborn and come back?"

Rouhui Changdi Ji cried hoarsely, but there was not a single tear on her face.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Do it again, I believe my son will change his mind." ”

Ling Chao's face turned white.

On the second day, Pei Ye, who woke up early, received feedback from Zhuye and almost laughed.

"This baby is really a living treasure. ”

It caused her to almost choke on the toothpaste foam in her stomach when she brushed her teeth.

The sky was dark outside, Pei Ye washed as quickly as possible, and then combed his long hair into the simplest high ponytail.

The innkeeper brought breakfast.

"Very good, this inn also includes breakfast. ”

Even though it is just the most ordinary gruel pickles and white flour steamed buns, with nutrients, it is enough to fill a stomach.

Everyone made an appointment to meet in the lobby of the inn.

As soon as Pei Ye went down, he found that Qin Shao was there, and the bags of several people were packed and loaded into the carriage.

It's just that the atmosphere is not very harmonious.

The source of discord was in the red-clad boy with narrow sleeves.

He stood in front of Qin Shao and the others with his cheeks bulging, and his hands were wide open to block their way.

Qin Shao said angrily: "Ling Sanlang, be sober in the morning!"

Ling Chao glared viciously at Shen Sang, who was protected by Qin Shao, as if he was his own enemy who killed his father and mother.

In the next second, the boy closed his eyes as if he were at home.

There was a loud roar, and it was earth-shattering.

"Shensang, I'm sorry for you!"