The Demon Concubine Reborn: The Prince Regent spoils me obediently!

Chapter 66 She Was So Afraid of Pain
Ye Beiming and Ye Ting got up at the same time to step into the apse, and Mu Qianhan did the same.

Unexpectedly, just as Mu Qianhan was about to raise his leg, a blue figure knelt in front of the bead curtain: "My lord."

"My lord, if you don't accept the Jinwu Guard, you can accept me!" He walked up to Mu Qianhan, knelt down and begged: "I know that my qualifications are dull and my skills are too weak to be the leader of the Jinwu Guard." , so I petitioned to go to the camp of Prince Mu's Mansion to receive training."

Mu Qianhan categorically refused: "I will not accept the children of officials and eunuchs."

"Why did Prince Mu refuse?" Ye Ting asked with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Mu Qian replied in a cold voice: "This king has always treated soldiers equally, and the children of officials and eunuchs, the arrogant and lustful will not be accepted."

Yu Wenhao was determined to be under her command, so he immediately promised, "My lord, if you want to be under her command, you are ready to endure hardships."

"My lord, I'm sincere..." Yu Wenhao raised his eyes, his eyes were locked on Mu Qianhan's face, and his voice gradually fell silent.

The last time he was in a hurry, he was kicked unconscious before he could see her face clearly...

Unexpectedly, she was such a graceful and charming woman.

Ye Ting persuaded: "Well, if you don't have Prince Mu, you can reluctantly agree to it! Cultivate one or two more people with high skills, and it will be beneficial to Song Dynasty without any harm."

Mu Qianhan shook his head and refused, "I won't accept it."

After finishing speaking, she raised her leg and was about to leave.

Yu Wenhao was determined to join Prince Mu's mansion, and hugged Mu Qianhan's calf through the bead curtain like a rascal: "My lord, since the last time my lord kicked the lower official unconscious, the lower official knows his own strength." It’s not good, there are too many deficiencies. Therefore, the lower officer sincerely wants to accept new training.”

Yu Wenhao was afraid that she would break free from him, so he hugged her harder and harder: "The blood shadow guards under the prince's command are heroic, and the officials will never forget them for a long time. I only wish to become a strong man like them, and live up to the position of the leader of the Jinwu Guard."

Mu Qianhan looked blank, and the ministers present looked blank.

"Let go of this king." Mu Qianhan's calf was hugged tightly by him, and he failed to pull it away after several attempts. Pearl and Hu Po's legs hurt, and they dared not use more force.

Mu Qianhan was displeased, and threatened in a cold tone: "Yu Wenhao, I didn't use my strength last time, do you want to try my real strength?"

Ye Beiming couldn't bear it anymore and directly used his Yuan power to pull him away, and said angrily, "What is the order of the hall?"

Ye Ting immediately understood that the emperor's uncle was jealous, and immediately said: "After the court, Prince Mu will take him to the camp of Prince Mu's mansion. If Yu Wenqing's family insists on staying under the command of Prince Mu's mansion, how about a long-term plan?"

Ye Ting's words were ambiguous, and he found a step in a disguised form. He was afraid that the emperor's uncle would not agree with the severity of his attack, so he crippled Yu Wenhao.

Mu Qian coldly said: "The camp is on holiday today, and most of the people have gone home to visit their relatives. If you really want to join this king, you can enter the barracks with General Yuwen tomorrow morning."

"Really." Yu Wenhao jumped up happily, looking at her with burning eyes.

"A military order is like a mountain, and my king's words are military orders." After speaking, she looked down at the excited Yu Wenhao, and warned: "Don't be too happy, going to the military camp doesn't mean that this king will accept you."

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Imperial study room

Sitting on the dragon chair, Ye Ting looked at Ye Beiming who was arranging the memorial, and then looked at Mu Qianhan who was arranging the memorial calmly, lowered his voice, and asked, "Uncle Emperor, why didn't you go to the morning court yesterday?" ?Yes or no……"

After finishing speaking, he turned his gaze towards Mu Qianhan frantically, and said, "Has the emperor made a love affair with Prince Mu?"

The two of them didn't come to the morning court at the same time, there must be something tricky in it!

Seeing Ye Ting's curious face, Ye Beiming returned the memorial that he was going to take back to the mansion for review to Ye Ting: "Your Majesty wants to come and relax these few days, and this king happens to be ill. Please take these memorials to His Majesty." Read it carefully."

After finishing speaking, Ye Beiming left gracefully...

Seeing Ye Beiming leaving in a cool manner, Mu Qianhan lowered his eyes to glance at the various newspapers in his hand: If he can be lazy, so can she.

So she paced towards Ye Ting, found a place on the pile of desks and put down the memorial.

"Your Majesty has been quite free these days, so I will thank Your Majesty for these reports." After speaking, Mu Qianhan turned around and left.

"Hey! Uncle Huang, Lord Mu..." Ye Ting hurriedly got up and called out, who would have thought that the memorial on the case table would be scattered all over the floor as soon as he got up.

Ye Ting looked at the messy memorials on the ground, his face was ashen: so many memorials, when will I be busy...

How could these two be so irresponsible? !
Mu Qianhan is used to Ye Beiming rubbing the carriage.

She looked down at her left leg, it was sore and painful: this damn Yu Wenhao hugged it so hard, Hu Po and Pearl hurt to death.

She took a cautious look at Ye Beiming, and rubbed her calf furtively.

As soon as she touched her calf, she frowned in pain.

Her frown fell into his eyes, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he saw her sneaking towards his calf, and immediately recalled the scene when Yu Wenhao hugged her and refused to let her go.

He hurriedly asked, "What? Did Yu Wenhao hurt you?"

He didn't care about other people holding her ankles and putting her calves on his own, unbuttoning the socks, and opening the trouser legs...

She immediately stopped her voice: "Don't look!"

Warm and fair, on the slender and pretty calves, the black and blue bruises of uneven size are still glaring.

No wonder she didn't forcefully break free, she was injured.

A trace of guilt flashed across Ye Beiming's eyes.If he had done it earlier, she would not have been injured so badly.

"It's okay! It's just some bruises!" She explained, not wanting him to be too worried.

After finishing speaking, she wanted to pull back her calf, but his hand was already on the bruise and kneading it gently: "I'll squeeze it for you, it won't hurt when the bruise disperses."

Mu Qianhan frowned in pain, but gritted his teeth and resisted making a sound.

Just because there is no sound doesn't mean there is no response, every time he presses a place, her calf can't help but tremble.

The bruises dissipated, he carefully put down the trousers, fastened the socks, and his eyes trembled slightly: She is so afraid of pain!

Seeing that he was silent, Mu Qianhan asked, "What's wrong?"

He raised his eyes to stare at her face, and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you afraid of pain?"

Mu Qianhan denied it without hesitation: "Of course not, I am the grand marshal of the army and horses in the world, and I live a life of licking blood with a knife, so how can I be afraid of pain?"

She answered without hesitation, which made him feel distressed.

"Do you think I'm really that easy to deceive?" He stared at her pure pupils and asked while holding her hand.

"Of course not!" She replied firmly, "This bruise is not even considered an injury, how could it hurt?"

"Really?" Ye Beiming looked at her, and asked again: "Say it again, it doesn't hurt!"

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