Emperor concubine and phoenix

Chapter 356 Rebellious and Rebellious

The few people who were glaring at him, now Qiqi's face was blue and white, and he looked at him sullenly with fear in his eyes, but he didn't dare to criticize him anymore.

In their eyes, the young man in front of him was no longer the cowardly rabbit he used to be, but a real, ferocious and ruthless jackal.

They tore up people and swallowed them into their stomachs, but they still showed an innocent and weak appearance.

"Brothers don't have anything else to do, so go back and prepare for the assessment." Dong Liu smiled lightly, "Master said, those who fail the assessment will be thrown into the pot in the back mountain to feed poisonous insects and snakes. It’s good to be mentally prepared.”

When the senior brothers heard the words, their faces were as pale as snow.

Basin?

Several people thought of all kinds of poisonous snakes, poisonous scorpions, poisonous insects, and poisonous centipedes wriggling in the pit. The blood in their bodies was about to congeal, their scalps were numb, and the skin under their clothes had a dense layer of goose bumps.

Dong Liu smiled softly, turned around and walked towards the Yilan Hall.

After taking a bath, Donghua always reclined on the brocade couch and read a book. With his handsome eyebrows and eyes, his noble and restrained temperament, his whole body exuded a kind of pure aura that is as noble and untainted as a banished fairy.

It's a pity that what is completely inconsistent with his holy appearance is the cruelty, viciousness and ruthlessness in his bones.

Although he is a holy and flawless high priest, what he does is more like a demon from hell, which makes people feel frightened from the bottom of their hearts.

Dong Liu walked over with a cup of tea, which was placed on the desk, and he obediently stood beside Donghua, pinching his shoulders and neck.

"Nothing else to do?"

Xie Mei's deep voice rang in his ears, causing Dong Liu's spine to tremble undetectably, and then he lowered his eyes to stare at the shoulder of the person in front of him: "Isn't it my duty to serve Master?"

Donghua sneered, put down the book in his hand, slowly took a sip from the teacup, and then waved to him.

From the perspective that Donghua couldn't see, Dongliu frowned slightly. He didn't like his actions like calling for kittens and puppies, but he still took a step forward obediently and knelt down beside his legs.

Donghua raised his chin, staring at his handsome face which obviously hides his rebellious appearance but is extremely well-behaved, the corners of his lips curved a bit playfully: "Dongliu."

"Master."

"I will send you a mission as a teacher."

task?

Dong Liu was puzzled: "What task?"

"After the assessment of your skills, go to Rouran and tell King Rouran that his missing daughter is the right minister of the Celestial Dynasty, Nansi who disguised herself as a man."

Dongliu's expression paused slightly, and his eyebrows couldn't help frowning: "Why?"

"You don't need to know why."

Dongliu was silent.

"What?" Dong Liu pinched his chin, "Do you want to disobey?"

Dong Liu narrowed his eyes, hiding the unpredictable color in his eyes, and suppressed his anxiety in his tone: "Will Master be unfavorable to Nan Si?"

"What do you think?"

Dong Liu pursed his lips, and his soft and beautiful features also showed stubbornness: "King Rouran has been to the Celestial Dynasty before, but Nan Si doesn't want to recognize her ancestors and return to her clan, and I don't want to bring unnecessary trouble to her."

When the voice fell to the ground, the temperature in the air seemed to drop suddenly.

Dong Liu had already foreseen the consequences of saying these words, so when the slap fell on his face, he was not surprised at all.

Accompanied by a loud slap across the face, Dong Liu's slender body was sideways due to gravity, and the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, and the bright red blood was particularly eye-catching on the fair skin.

"After a few days of good life, have you forgotten the pain of flesh and blood?" Donghua's eyes were ruthless, and his voice was even colder, "Disobedience? I really admire your courage."

Dong Liu bowed his head and knelt, the fingerprints clearly floating on his wooden face were swollen like blood, the pain was not the most important thing, but the rebellion hidden in his heart was aroused.

Dong Liu couldn't help thinking bitterly, when will such a day be the end?
Why does he have to live in a humble way, begging for perfection like this?
Just because he is his closed disciple?
But he doesn't want to be his disciple anymore, he wants to return to a normal life, he wants to be an ordinary person, marry a wife and have two children after he grows up, live a stable life, don't have to be so worried, just be a kid all day long Is it okay to stay low?

Talking about a closed disciple, he is actually a doormat, a pamper, and a humble slave.

He beat him whenever he wanted, scolded him whenever he wanted, tortured him however he wanted, did he really think that he was a child with no temper?
Even a doll who has no temper, can't be so inhumane, right?
Dong Liu kept slandering and protesting in his heart, and even wanted to throw all these words on the man's face, and then arrogantly and forcefully yelled: "I won't serve you anymore! Whoever you want to go to? Go, there are so many idiot pustules lining up outside waiting for your luck!"

However, when those slender and cold fingers pinched his chin, forcing him to look up and meet those cold and cruel eyes, all his backbone and rebellion vanished in an instant.

Dong Liu's face turned pale, and his eyes were instantly replaced by panic and anxiety. If he listened carefully, he could hear the slight chatter of teeth.

"I'll ask you again, Rouran, are you going or not?" The voice was cold and gloomy, with a dangerous and cruel meaning that cannot be ignored, "Huh?"

Dong Liu was terrified in his heart, but forcibly restrained his fear, unwilling to compromise on this matter: "Master...Master, I don't—"

As soon as the word "no" was out of his mouth, he slapped him hard on the right cheek again.

Snapped!
The voice was crisp and loud, without any mercy.

Red and swollen fingerprints soon appeared on Dongliu's fair right cheek.

"Don't want to?" The corners of Donghua's lips curled up evilly, his eyes were as cold as a cold pool, "Old rules, palm your own mouth."

Dong Liu's heart sank, but without even the slightest hesitation, he raised his hand and slapped his own face, as if he was not hitting his own face.

For a while, apart from the crackling sound echoing in the hall, there was no other sound.

Donghua leaned back on the brocade couch, picked up the tea cup and took a sip casually, then put down the tea cup, and slowly closed those dark and cold eyes.

There was only so much space on a face, and after dozens of slaps, the cheeks on both sides were already red and swollen, but Donghua didn't stop, so Dongliu could only keep hitting.

Even if the bloodshot from the corner of the mouth keeps overflowing, even if the cheeks have turned from red and swollen to bruise, even if the original facial features can no longer be seen on the originally soft and beautiful face.

The pain went from sharp to numb, just like Dongliu's fear to the extreme, and then gradually a rebellious heart grew.

Every time the pain forced him to consciously recall all the pain and torture he had suffered under this man's hands, and then he felt more and more that life is really worse than death.

(End of this chapter)