He leaned into her ear, lowered his voice and grinned: "Don't go to the official prostitute, let's go to the private prostitute." ”

Shi Yiguang turned his head to stare at Xiong Chao who was talking, his eyes fell on the slave who was following him with his head down, and a wave of annoyance rose from his heart.

Raising his hand, he pushed away the bear Chao who was close to her ear with a palm.

"Fuck off." Shi Yiguang looked at Xiong Chao, and the boredom in his eyes was not concealed at all.

The palm was pushed too hard, and the bear stumbled backwards and almost fell. Fortunately, the slave who followed behind followed and was able to stand still.

"What are you doing?!" Xiong Chao was pushed by Shi Yiguang and almost fell, and he was a little angry when he stood up straight.

As soon as he finished asking, Xiong Chao looked up and saw the boredom in Shi Yiguang's eyes, and his heart ached, and he was at a loss: "Is there something wrong with me?" ”

He asked cautiously.

Shi Yiguang had already restrained his emotions in an instant. She looked at Xiong Chao and shook her head: "It's me who is wrong." As he spoke, he bent down at Xiong Chao to salute: "The general has offended." ”

After that, he didn't wait for Xiong Chao to say more, he raised his feet and strode outside.

For some reason, Shi Yiguang suddenly felt that everything here was extremely depressing. It was like an oilcloth without gaps, wrapped around her heart and her body.

Her steps are getting faster and faster. Looking at the side door by the mansion gate in the distance, Shi Yiguang had a feeling that he could breathe when he went out.

She didn't know where this feeling came from, but she knew that her suppressed heart had to go out of the door, and it seemed that it could be relieved.

At this moment, Shi Yiguang felt that it was good to go out, leaving Ling Yin's Mansion and seeking a way by himself seemed to be a comfortable thing.

But how can you get out? In the battle between Wu and Yue, she was invincible by herself.

At least not for now.

The only thing she can rely on now is the Chu State, which makes the Yue State subject and respectful.

In a moment when his mind was flying, Shi Yiguang had already stepped out of the side door. She walked out of Ling Yin's mansion, looked up at Tian'er, and let out a long breath.

If there is a seat in Chu and the Chu royal family is unwilling to let her go, according to the temperament of King Chu Zhao and Ling Yin Zixi, if they can spare no effort to retain and reuse her.

It seems that the intrigue between Wu Yue is much less likely to involve her.

Shi Yiguang held the bamboo scroll in his hand and walked towards his courtyard.

The opportunity is not so good, even if it is suppressed to live. It's better than being alive in the palm of someone else's hand.

Inside the Yin Mansion, Xiong Chao looked at Shi Yiguang's back as he walked away, a little stunned.

He rubbed his fingers a little helplessly, and then went to get the three whips in frustration. The whip didn't seem to hurt anymore.

After receiving the whip, with the support of the newcomer Jingren, Xiong Chao returned to his house. On the way, he was a little confused and a little sad.

When he arrived in the house, he was lying on the bed, and Jingren was dressing him with medicine. Neither of them spoke, and for a moment the room was quiet.

Jingwen knelt beside the bed, trembling and wiping the blood marks from the whip on Xiong Chao's back. The movements were very light, and he didn't even dare to gasp, for fear of hurting Xiong Chao and being punished for themselves.

Xiong Chao, who was lying on the bed without saying a word, didn't know what was crazy, and raised his hand to take the brocade pillow next to him and smashed it to the ground.

Jing Ren, who was wiping the request, was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hand and knelt backwards and retreated.

"Childe spares his life, Childe spares his life!"

Xiong Chao turned his head, looked at Jing Ren, who had been begging for mercy, and his mood was even worse, so he took another pillow on his head and smashed it: "Get out!" ”

Jingwen's smashed body trembled, and then he stepped back, but he didn't dare to really quit.

He raised his head, looked at Xiong Chao with some panic, raised his hand and pointed at Xiong Chao's bloodstained back: "Shall I walk after applying Gongzi's medicine?" ”

Xiong Chao glared at Jingren viciously, turned around and hugged the quilt, put his head into the quilt, and didn't speak, panting in a muffled voice.

Seeing this, Jingren cautiously stepped forward, picked up the medicine on the side, and gently applied it to Xiong Chao's back. The action is lighter, for fear of being scolded again if you hit a little bit.

Xiong Chao bowed his head and did not speak, and the room became quiet again. After a long while, Xiong Chao lifted his red face from the quilt and gasped for breath.

Gasping and whining, he began to cry.

Jing Ren didn't know why, so frightened that the whole person leaned over and knelt down on the ground. I didn't dare to speak.

Xiong Chao was still crying sullenly, and his body was sobbing and sobbing with him. He felt aggrieved and uncomfortable.

Bingwen looked at him, he was really disgusted, why did he have such a look in his eyes, why did he have such a cold tone and let him go?

Xiong Chao no longer felt the pain of the whip on his back. He tilted his head from the quilt, rested his chin on it, stared at the carved pear blossom wood bed in front of him, biting his lip to prevent the whimper from flowing out of his mouth, but his eyes were still splashing.

He straightened his legs and kicked on the bed, the cotton brocade sheets crumpled with the kicks. He buried his head in the quilt again.

Jingren knelt aside, and after a long time, he thought that Xiong Chao was asleep. He called softly twice, but there was no answer, so he tiptoed to the side of the bed and asked for Xiong Chao.

Just when Jingren thought that Xiong Chao had fallen asleep and was about to go out with the wooden basin next to him, Xiong Chao, who was lying on the bed, suddenly raised his head from the quilt and tilted his head to look at Jingren who was withdrawing with water.

"Am I annoying?" Xiong Chao looked at Jingren, and his voice was a little muffled.

When Jingren heard the voice, he raised his head to look at Xiong Chao on the bed, looked at his red eyes, thought about it, and replied a little timidly: "Childe is not annoying." ”

"Really?" Xiong Chao looked at Jingren and asked again with some disbelief.

Jingren looked at Xiong Chao and nodded: "No." "How dare he say that there is?

Xiong Chao listened to Jing Ren's words, turned his head, pillowed his chin on the soft pillow that Jing Ren picked up, and looked at the gauze tent in front of him in a daze.

"So what, Bingwen doesn't like me?" He muttered.

Jingren listened, pursed his lips and thought for a while, before he replied softly: "Probably the son will be wrong, how can the little gentleman not like you." ”

Xiong Chao listened, snorted in his mouth, and turned his head to look at Jing Ren: "Then why did he get angry at me before?" ”

Jing Ren lowered his head and thought for a while, and then raised his head and continued to reply: "Childe thinks too much, Mr. shouldn't be angry at Childe." ”

"Didn't he get angry at me like that?" Xiong Chao propped himself up from the bed, regardless of the medicine on his bare back, and glared at Jingren and said.

Jingren listened to Xiong Chao's somewhat stern voice, and his legs were subconsciously weak. He pinched the edge of the wooden basin he was holding, looked at Xiong Chao, and continued with courage: "Perhaps, it's not the son that the little gentleman doesn't like, but he doesn't like the son to go to those third-rate places." ”