The regent is a yandere who needs to be pampered

The door was closed and silence returned to the imperial study room again.

After Rong Zhan and Xuanyuan Hui suffered so much, they finally said "It's time". Qingyang put away all the memorials that were shaking in the hands of the two teenagers but still intact in their palms, turned around and put them back on the desk. superior.

Rong Zhan and Xuanyuan Hui put down their sore arms and stood up slowly, feeling another bout of physical and mental exhaustion.

The two moved their legs and arms slightly, and then walked to stand in front of the imperial case.

"New Year's Eve is coming. This is the New Year's gift from this king to you." Rong Yu pointed at the two long brocade boxes, "See if you like it."

Rong Zhan was surprised, his father gave him a gift?

Xuanyuan Hui's expression also became subtle in an instant. Why did the Prince Regent suddenly adopt a warm and affectionate approach?

The two of them stared at the brocade box warily. After a while, Rong Zhan raised his aching arm, took the brocade box over and opened it. When he saw the contents of the brocade box, he almost threw it away as if it was hot to his hands. Fortunately, he regained his sense in time. It didn't make a big mistake.

There are several carefully selected rattans lying in the brocade box. Judging from the texture and color, they are definitely of high quality. There are also some non-slip textures carved on the handle, which looks absolutely exquisite.

Xuanyuan Hui obviously saw it too. Both of their expressions froze. They stared quietly at the thing that was not scary at first but would become extremely scary once it got into the hands of the regent. They didn't speak for a long time.

"The brocade box is not big, so I will give you five for the time being." Rong Yu said indifferently, "You'd better pray that this thing won't hit you, otherwise we will start with one as the standard, and if one is broken, the inner court will have more. Yes, it’s not worth much, but you can weigh it carefully to see if this rattan is stronger or your skin is stronger.”

Rong Zhan pursed his lips, closed the brocade box, and held it in his arms a little uneasily.

"Take this training plan back and take a good look at it. From now on, you will practice according to this standard every day." Rong Yu put down his pen and rarely said a few more words, "In a month, I will see that your arrows are all fired from a hundred steps away." "If you make a mistake, you will have to deal with the consequences yourself."

Xuanyuan Hui picked up the booklet.

"In addition to archery, don't ignore the art of war and sword formation." Rong Yu looked at Rong Zhan, "After the new year and the beginning of spring, whether you give a rattan or Xuanyuan bow as a gift for your fourteenth birthday depends on your own performance."

Xuanyuan Bow?

Rong Zhan perked up and looked up at Rong Yu in disbelief: "Xuanyuan Gong?"

Rong Yu looked at him calmly.

Rong Zhan lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, suppressing the surprise in his heart, and his attitude was extremely respectful: "My son, I must behave well and dare not let down my father's instructions."

A good beating and a priceless King's Bow, any fool knows how to choose.

"You too." Rong Yu turned to look at Xuanyuan Hui, "The prince originally planned to give you a silver spear with red tassel to celebrate his success in countering the rebellion, but I changed my mind. The spear with red tassel is worth a lot of money. You have to Only if you have the ability to deserve it.”

Xuanyuan Hui nodded repeatedly: "Hui'er doesn't dare to disappoint the regent."

He knew about the red-tasseled spear and had even thought about it for a long time. However, he was young and not very capable, so he never dared to speak to His Highness the Crown Prince.

"We'll stop here for today." Rong Yu said in a calm voice, "Hui'er will go back first, while Rong Zhan stays."

Xuanyuan Hui's face changed slightly, and he wanted to say something, but when faced with Rong Yu's face that was so noble and cold that he could not refute, he could only say to Rong Zhan in his heart that he is wishing for you, and then took the brochure of the training plan and his own A special gift, he respectfully bowed out to the Prince Regent, turned around and walked out.

Rong Zhan stood here alone facing his father. The joy that he was about to get the Xuanyuan Bow suddenly cooled down. He crossed his legs uneasily and took the initiative to lower his head and admit his mistake: "This time, I willfully cast the bow." Big mistake, I haven’t apologized to my father yet.”

As he said that, he actually took out a cane from the brocade box, walked over, knelt down in front of Rong Yu, and held out the cane with both hands: "My son deserves to be beaten. I beg my father to punish me."

Rong Yu leaned on the back of his chair, his eyes indifferent: "Really admit your mistake?"

Rong Zhan pursed his lips: "I dare not fool my father."

"How much more punishment do you think you can handle today?"

Rong Zhan was silent for a moment: "My mistakes are unforgivable, and I have to endure them even if I can't bear it. I just ask my father to let someone tie me up, so that I don't lose my manners in front of my father."

He almost caused the imperial brother to lose his life. Even if he was beaten to death for such a mistake, it would not be an exaggeration. Whether he could bear it or not was no reason for him to escape punishment.

"In that case," Rong Yu took the cane and pointed in the direction of the brocade couch, "Take off your pants and lie down on your stomach."

Rong Zhan's expression froze slightly, but he didn't defend himself. He responded in a low voice: "Yes."

Standing up, he glanced at Qingyang subconsciously, looking like he was hesitant to speak.

Qingyang also hesitated.

He actually wanted to beg for mercy. Your Highness behaved really well today. He was taught so miserably in the morning but never said a word to beg for mercy. In the afternoon, he even completed the one-hour Zamabu mission despite being injured. At this time, admitting his mistake and being punished is also a punishment. From the inside, it can be seen that the child has really realized his mistake and will not make it again in the future.

Furthermore, given His Highness's current physical strength and condition, is it too harsh to continue punishing him?

However, Qingyang did not dare to go beyond the limit. The thought of begging only flashed through his heart for a moment and was thrown away by him. The master wanted to teach his son a lesson. What could he, a bodyguard, say?

"My subordinates, please retire." Qingyang resigned knowingly, knowing that His Highness the Second Prince was thin-skinned.

Rong Yu didn't say anything and let Qingyang turn around and leave. After walking out, he even closed the door behind him.

As a result, only the father and son were left in the imperial study. Although Rong Zhan still felt a little ashamed, he could accept it in front of his father.

Besides, he was in the wrong first, so how could he dare to bargain with his father?

Rong Zhan dragged his legs that felt as heavy as a thousand pounds and walked over. He took off his pants and lay down on the couch. He crossed his arms and laid them flat in front of him. He buried his head deeply to cover the blush on his ears.