Lin Wenzhou has been serving Zhou Yanqing for a while, and he understands Zhou Yanqing's temperament. He had already started to feel sad for the indifferent Cen Linlangyun before that.

Now that I heard the emperor call me, I thought to myself, I’m here, Cen Linlang will be miserable today!

"I saw Mr. Cen knocking his palms with a fan before. Could it be that his palms were itchy? Call a few more people quickly to help him stop it."

Lin Wenzhou was mentally prepared, but after hearing this, he was stunned and thought to himself that the emperor was so humorous.

Afterwards, Lin Wenzhou made a gesture.

He not only has to be responsible for taking care of Zhou Yanqing these days, but also secretly follows Zhou Yanqing's wishes to win people's hearts.

Even though I have not fully controlled the palace now, I am still a useful person and there is no need to be too short of it.

At this moment, two tall and strong royal guards rushed over, posing Cen Linlang's arms one left and one right.

The young man Yin Shao, who looked like a wolf cub, was obsessed with martial arts. This was a straightforward and unrestrained temperament.

At this moment, when I saw you having fun, I suddenly rushed over.

"Your Majesty, I'm here! Just try the itch-relieving method that I've just practiced a few days ago!"

Seeing this boy rolling his arms and sleeves, Zhou Yanqing laughed secretly.

"Okay, then Shao'er will be responsible for this."

She said Shao'er was so succulent and flirted, and the little wolf cub's face became hot, and she was inexplicably shy, but she still opened her big round eyes and said, "It's OK! Master, look at me!"

Bai Ruohe sat next to the emperor and couldn't help but look at Zhou Yanqing at this moment.

Your Highness is as deep as the sea. He speculated that his Highness was not sure about his intentions, but he probably understood that His Highness's remediation of Cen Linlang today is of deep meaning.

Seeing Zhou Yanqing throwing a look of peace and irritability, Bai Ruohe sat firmly like a mountain.

He imitated His Highness and looked calm.

...

Yin Shao received the order, and he rushed towards Cen Linlang, swung his little hand, and slapped Cen Linlang's face with a slap.

Cen Linlang was stunned on the spot and swollen from the face.

Yin Shao is straight, but he is not stupid.

Who didn't see it?

This guy is not only itchy in his hands, but his stinky mouth is also very itchy!

Emperor Yong Yin asked the eldest son of the Cen family to "relieve itch", which was far more than just scratching his palms.

"Oh! It seems that a slave cannot practice his home, but he actually scratched the wrong place."

Yin Shao is eccentric and hypocritical.

"Young Master Cen, wait. This is the first time I've been doing it. I'll be sure to get on your itchy next time."

Then he slapped Cen Linlang on the other side of the face with his backhand.

Zhou Yanqing smiled and his eyes were very calm, as if he was watching a good show.

And Cen Linlang was so angry that he wanted to talk back, but before he could speak, he slapped Yin Shao's wolf cub.

His mouth and nose were bleeding straight out, and one of his teeth on the left was violently slapped off, almost swallowing it into his stomach with a rumbling sound.

Slap, fuck!!

With more than ten big slaps in a row, Cen Linlang was dizzy and half dead.

His face was even more green and purple, and there were slap marks on his palm, which were swollen like a pig's head.

The news here has attracted some attention.

The scumbag father Cen Yuanzhi was busy flattering the elegant and confident middle-aged man. He had heard the quarrel before, but he was too lazy to pay attention to it until he was reminded by someone around him. When he looked back, his eyes were bloodshot on the spot.

The scumbag father was anxious and he ran over.

"Dog slave, dare to kill me? I want your dog to live!!"
Chapter completed!