"Bang Bang Bang"

The sound of wooden sticks beating kept coming.

Gozzi had a lot on his mind, the most important of which was:

"I'm the first to beat the emperor!"

But the movement of his hands did not lessen in the slightest.

Beating after the medicated bath is necessary, and it is necessary to try to break up the effect of the surface of the skin as much as possible without beating people to death.

The physique of human beings in this world rises with strength, just like Heaton's three-year training, the hot water that has just been poured into it does not actually cause serious burns, and the secret medicine in it has a trace of healing effect.

So from the outside, Heaton is fine now, except for a big lobster that has been burned red with green slime.

Heaton gritted his teeth, feeling the pain of the stick with each blow to his body.

That's a real deal.

The sticks are mainly hit at the hard bones, from the bottom up, the instep, the ankles, the knees, the hips, the spine, the shoulder bones, the palms, and the skull.

"Bang~" The last stick knocked on the door of his head, and Heaton only felt that he was beaten in a daze.

But before he could react, he was taken into the second round of medicinal baths by Gozzi.

Once the secret method is opened, there is no reason to stop, and it may not be seen that once the effect of the medicinal bath cannot be fully realized, it will cause unimaginable consequences.

So every blow Gozqi hit just right, and he didn't let out the water at all.

"Inhale!"

Gozzi's voice rang in Heaton's ears, and Heaton immediately remembered the physical discomfort he had just choked on.

But with his tenacity, he gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and entered the medicinal bath again.

Cold!

Contrary to the scorching heat of the green liquid before, this potion that looked a little dark red actually had a piercing cold.

As soon as the cold touched his skin, Heaton only felt that he was frozen and frozen, and he couldn't even feel the pain of being beaten all over his body.

......

"Ahh

Taking the tissue from Jona, Heaton blew his nose hard.

After the cold medicated bath, this time it was actually over.

But as soon as it was hot and cold, Heaton's physique, which had not been sick for a long time, still caught a cold.

"Your Majesty, you won't have a fever, Yolanda has gone to the doctor."

Joanna has hardly changed from three years ago, and she still looks cute and cute.

"How can it be so easy to get a fever, at most you have a cold, drink more hot water, and it will be fine tomorrow, don't curse me." Heaton sat on the bed wrapped in a small quilt, holding a book in his hand across the quilt, distractedly joking with Jona.

The empire doesn't have mobile phones, and Heaton has been in the habit of reading books since three years ago.

No matter what kind of book, if it has some meaning, can increase knowledge and pass the time, Heaton will read it.

Even the palace treasury, some of the royal secrets that have been passed down.

Now the book in his hand is more ordinary, it is an anecdote written by a troubadour who traveled throughout the empire a few decades ago, and there will be some local folk customs and small stories in it.

"But tonight's run can't be done."

Heaton was a little pity, the follow-up of the medicinal bath was far beyond his imagination, not to mention that he was a little struggling to hold a book now, and even the chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow still felt now.

Jona looked at Heaton, who was shivering from time to time because it was too cold, and said.

"Then rest for a day, Your Majesty, your body is too weak now, it's better to take care of your body first."

In fact, Jona didn't understand why Heaton was obsessed with exercising, didn't the empire have many generals, couldn't he protect His Majesty?

"One more drink!"

Heaton looked up and motioned for Jona to fill up the coffee she had just finished on the bedside table.

Jona's face flushed, she lowered her head and took her coffee cup, and went to refill the coffee.

I didn't even notice that the coffee was finished just now, and I even had to be reminded by His Majesty.

Heaton was a little surprised.

You're blushing with a bubble teapot.

The night was getting deeper.

Heaton also put down the book in his hand, and Jona and Yolanda stepped back, intending to rest.

During this time, the doctor came and gave Heaton a brief examination.

Except for complimenting Heaton's better figure, it was a request to rest well, and there was nothing serious.

Yolanda extinguished the light, closed the door of the room, and instructed the guards outside the door.

I went back to the rest place with Jona.

For many years, Yolanda had been Heaton's steward throughout the harem.

In fact, Yolanda has a strong management ability, which is why she can arrange all of Heaton's itinerary and how to deal with possible unexpected situations in an orderly manner.

But it seems that as she gets older, her temper seems to gradually grow, and even if she stands there, she is never angry, and some new little girls in the palace will be frightened.

Perhaps only Joanna can have a "friendly" conversation with Yolanda.

"Today your father wants to go into the palace to see you, but I didn't agree." Some dimly lit corridors resounded with Yolanda's empty voice.

"Father?" Jona's footsteps paused, and she immediately reacted, continuing to keep up with Yolanda's unabated pace, "We haven't seen him for more than ten years, and I've long forgotten about him." ”

"That's what I thought, so I turned down his request to let you go home and see it."

As the head maid and the chief housekeeper of the harem, all the maids who want to go out of the palace to visit relatives or travel on holidays must be approved by her.

"Sister Jona, do you know why your father thought of you again after a gap of ten years?"

"I really don't know." Jona's brow furrowed slightly, her forehead raised, and her little face was full of doubt.

"Okay, let's rest early, we have to get up early tomorrow morning."

I don't know when, the two have already arrived at the residence.

Compared with other subordinates, both of them have independent residences in the palace, and there are usually some subordinates to serve.

This is the difference between a servant and a servant.

Even in the palace, it is no exception.

The two lived very closely, and Yolanda watched as her subordinates welcomed Jona into the courtyard, and she stood in place for a long time, as if she was thinking about something.

On the other side, Heaton's bedroom.

The room was pitch black, with no light at all.

Heaton, who was specially covered with two layers of bedding, felt that the quilt was so heavy for a long time.

He was thinking about the current state of the Empire.

I can't help but want to laugh at myself three years ago.

Why would he be so concerned about the secret method of the Imperial Fist Temple?

But his desire to keep the empire alive had been shaken.

He seems to be the only man on the stage of the empire, and he is working hard for the ridiculous drama of the empire, but the officials who control the light curtain and sound in the background don't care about him at all, and the audience below is drowsy in front of his weak performance.

Only the more you want to change the empire, the more you will find the rot of the empire, the feeling of powerlessness, and even suffocation.