Military marriage lingering: big president, little sweetheart

The old housekeeper didn't expect that what he did was so hidden, but he was still found.

"I'm sorry, sir," he said

Soon, he lifted up again, adding a point to his voice, "but..."

But if you beat it with three lashes, the young master will get hurt!

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Li beijue shook his head at him, motioned him not to say, "wrong is wrong, I am willing to accept punishment."

Because of his private affairs, he caused irreparable losses to his family and made a wrong decision.

If he is wrong, he should be punished.

He has no opinion on this.

So from the beginning, he had no intention of defending.

For Chi En, he was wrong!

"Young master..." the old housekeeper didn't expect that he would say such words. He was stunned. At the same time, he gradually understood what he meant. He gathered his anxious look on his face and said, "I know."

Their conversation, Li Laozi listen in the ear. Originally, he was a little disappointed in Li beijue's insistence. Now, there was more appreciation in his eyes.

If he really doesn't understand why he has to suffer these family laws, he will be completely disappointed. He needs to seriously consider whether he is suitable to be the heir of the family.

Now it seems that he didn't let himself down.

At least I didn't let myself down completely.

People are not afraid to make mistakes, but they are afraid to make mistakes and like to find reasons.

If there is a reason for everything, any mistake can be explained with an excuse. A man like that would be a total failure!

This time, the whip of breaking wind hit his back. Li beijue snorted. He stepped forward and spilled a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. Originally pale face, brush white!

The old housekeeper was distressed, but he had to carry on.

What he thought was that the long pain was not as good as the short pain. He didn't stop, and the second whip went on solidly——

"Pa!"

There was another whiplash of the wind, and the sweat came out of Li beijue's forehead. The clothes on his back had been torn, and the blood of Yin Hong was seeping out.

His arm was on the table to keep his balance, not overwhelmed by the strength of his back.

When the old housekeeper saw that his forehead was covered with cold sweat and his veins were swollen, he really couldn't bear to do it. He can't help pinching the hand holding the whip, subconsciously looking to the direction of the sofa——

Mr. Li sat upright and didn't seem to react at all, but he still clenched his hands with crutches in small details.

It's just that this little detail is too subtle to see if you don't look carefully!

The old housekeeper didn't find that he clenched his hands, gritted his teeth, raised the whip, and the third whip broke the wind——

Li beijue could feel the Qi and blood in his chest.

He is now holding on to himself. If there is another whip, he will not be able to bear it.

He strained his muscles, waiting for the third whip to fall on his back!

However, unexpectedly, the expected tearing pain did not fall down, and a crackling sound came from behind!

It's the sound of the whip coming down!

Who's in the way?