I know I was wrong

Yan Shirong is so big, he has always been quite timid, all the things he is afraid of are gone, even thunder, lightning, snakes, rats and ants can scare him so that his face turns pale.The acquaintances of the nobles in the capital knew that he was a paper tiger, and kept secretly laughing at him.

When he was young, his brows and eyes had not yet opened, and he was innocent and innocent, and he had been called the sixth princess for a few years.

But our young prince is not short on ambition, he can surprise people with his fame, and dares to openly have sex with prostitutes in Honglian Division. Do you think he is amazing?He was bumped into by Commander Xue again, this time he became famous through the ages and washed away the shame of the past.

This common saying goes well, if a good man doesn't mention his bravery, then he shouldn't mention his cowardice when he was brave.

It's just that Yan Shirong panicked a lot at the moment.

Xue Cuo personally led him to draw a pledge. When the door was closed, the spring sun was warm outside, but the inside was gloomy, desolate, and bloody handprints all over the wall, which was very scary.

It’s that room again, it’s that penny again, it’s that stack of paper again.He bite the bullet and wrote a few words of confession, and glanced cautiously at Xue Cuo at the other end of the table, who also looked at him, so he flinched, and immediately lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

Xue Cuo looked at him with his head half raised from the beginning to the end, Yan Shirong kept his head down the whole time except for the flinching glance just now, exposing the tips of his red ears.

After drawing the pledge and drying the paper, Yan Shirong handed it to Xue Cuo with both hands, Xue Cuo looked at it with a sneer, and then put away the pleading paper.

Seeing Xue Cuo was about to leave, Yan Shirong quickly stopped him, "Master Commander, please stop!"

Xue Cuo raised his eyebrows and stopped in his tracks.It was rare for the young prince to call him in such a serious tone, so he was a little surprised for a while.

The corner of his clothes rustled, and he felt Yan Shirong coming from behind. Xue Cuo was alert, and when he turned around, he saw a slender hand approaching his crotch, and when he lowered his head, he found that Yan Shirong was pulling his trousers.

Xue Cuo: "..."

Yan Shirong smiled politely but awkwardly, riding a tiger was hard to get off, and simply did not stop, while Xue Cuo was in a panic, he grabbed his belt with the other hand, held the fabric firmly with both hands, and swayed vigorously with his fingers.

Conscience of heaven and earth, Yan Shirong didn't mean to molest Xue Cuo, but Xue Cuo's turn around was very unfortunate, and the hand that grabbed the cloak was caught on the bottom of his trousers.

Yan Shirong originally wanted to grab his cloak to beg for mercy, but now he grabbed his trousers, and was flustered for a moment.Soon he made up his mind, thinking that the cloth is no longer a cloth, and it will be the same when shaken, so he shouted: "Please, shake me."

Northeast dialect is still chatting with Lord Lian of the North who is on duty at the gate these days.

Xue Cuo gritted his teeth and tried his best to hold back his anger: "Don't shake it."

"Shake me."

"Don't shake!"

"Shake me!"

"Don't shake!"

"..."

Just as the two were arguing, Yan Shirong became nervous and forcibly pulled Xue Cuo's belt away.

... Yan Shirong stared straight at her eyes.

It's impressive.

Xue Cuo glared at him, Yan Shirong immediately raised his hands and turned around consciously.

Xue Cuo picked up his belt, picked up his trousers, and barely tied them on, gasping for breath.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Yan Shirong!"

Yan Shirong approached Xue Cuo with a playful smile, his eyes were bright and innocent, "Brother Cangyu."

Can't blame it.

Xue Cuo asked him, "Do you know what you did wrong?"

Yan Shirong nodded again and again: "This king knows his mistake! He knows his mistake! He knows his mistake too much!"

Xue Cuo glanced at him faintly: "I don't think you know."

Yan Shirong immediately swore and vowed not to publicize the matter.

Good guy, he's still threatening people.

Xue Cuo looked at him angrily, suppressing the anger in his heart, he thought to himself that this man must have been dissolute and outrageous once or twice, and how many people's trousers were picked off by his hateful little hands.

Hateful, really hateful!

Xue Cuo slammed his fist hard on the table, and with a muffled sound, Yan Shirong was startled.

Yan Shirong also felt that he had gone too far, and ran to Xue Cuo with a smile all over his face: "I really don't know how to say it, you can punish me however you want."

To say this is to be sure that Xue Cuo will not punish him.

That's right, he has been arrested so many times in Honglian Division, Xue Cuo has never moved a finger of him, and it's just a matter of coming up to pick up people from the prison.

Everyone said that Xue Cuo was cruel, but Xue Cuo treated him well.

I saw Xue Cuo spread out the rice paper, and said to Yan Shirong: "Make a written proof."

Yan Shirong smiled again, "The Commander is indeed cautious."

He has written a lot of records, so he immediately writes like a dragon, and he doesn't forget to print his own palm prints.

Xue Cuo received the written receipt, folded it and put it together with the pleading paper, and said lightly: "Just now you said that I can punish you however you like, right?"

Like a snake spitting out a letter.

Yan Shirong suddenly raised his head and met Xue Cuo's deep eyes.

"This... this..."

The next moment, Xue Cuo swept everything on the table to the ground, jingling bells, and rice paper flying.Yan Shirong wanted to run, but Xue Cuo grabbed his hand one step ahead of him, pushed him hard, and his upper body was tightly pressed against the table.

With his head down and his butt in the sky, he raised his head and struggled, and what he saw was bloody handprints all over the wall.

Yan Shirong was shocked, and when he buried his head, he received a firm slap on his buttocks.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

"...I know I was wrong."

"Do you know what's wrong?"

"This king knows his mistake!"

"Do you know what's wrong?"

"I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong! Stop hitting!"

Every time he asked a question, Yan Shirong was hit hard by the big palm, three times in a row, although it was blocked by layers of cloth, the strength of the palm was still not light.

Thinking of him as a prince, he has never been pressed and spanked in such a posture. The feeling of spanking is really uncomfortable, shameful, ashamed, and painful.

He felt that it was necessary to say sorry to Shutong Jinzhuo.

Xue Cuo pulled him up, his eyes were full of dark fire, "Do you know where you went wrong today?"

Yan Shirong was at a loss, recalling the previous drawing, and tentatively asked: "Shouldn't you... have sex with prostitutes in your Honglian Division?"

Xue Cuo frowned: "It's not this."

Yan Shirong thought again: "Shouldn't... have come to bother you with the case for several days?"

Xue Cuo frowned even deeper, and his tone was a little impatient: "No."

"Then..." Yan Shirong looked at Xue Cuo with bright eyes, "Where did I go wrong?"

Xue Cuo's tone was filled with hatred, and he couldn't help asking: "How many people's pants have you pulled?"

Familiar with the door, clean and neat.

"Two." Yan Shirong replied honestly.

Xue Cuo clenched his fists and said in a cold voice, "Which two?"

He wanted to tear the other man into pieces and cut him into pieces.

"One for you, one for me, two for me."

Yan Shirong looked at Xue Cuo, feeling that the haze between Xue Cuo's eyebrows seemed to have disappeared.

That's more or less.

Xue Cuo returned to his original place and walked away.

Yan Shirong touched his buttocks and sighed, he couldn't help thinking about how many people's buttocks the Commander had spanked.

The movements are done in one go, without any sloppiness, Xue Cuo, a veteran.

Thinking about Yan Shirong, he became unhappy, and angrily asked Lian Ye who was on duty outside the door: "Does your commander like... like to punish people?"

Lord Lian, who is on duty today, is still the one from the Northeast, with a tiger head and a tiger brain. Hearing this, he immediately complained to Xue Cuo: "You are a fool! Commanders and adults never cut people by themselves! Don't even talk about Master Lian Take a drop."

"……Fine."

Yan Shirong touched his buttocks and went out, it was okay, knowing that Xue Cuo had never spanked others, he was a little relieved.

But where does this feeling of being happy after being spanked come from...

When he went out, he saw Chenggui coming to pick him up, and Yan Shirong couldn't help but lamented how efficient Honglian was.

It is said that Cheng Gui was chatting with the housekeepers in the alley at that time, Hongliansi came again, the last one, ran up to him, said that the sixth prince was captured on the spot for prostitution in Hongliansi, and asked him to go away.

Cheng Gui: "...Come on."

All the housekeepers said one after another: "The Sixth Prince is also a pervert and a bold man."

One said: "This is not the year of the Sixth Prince's birth, why do you always commit Tai Sui?"

The other said: "How can this be against Tai Sui? The Sixth Prince is breaking ground on Tai Sui."

Another said: "I heard that there is a Maoshan Taoist priest outside the city who can exorcise evil spirits, why don't you come and have a look."

Everyone offered advice and suggestions, and Chenggui knew that these people were already happy in his heart, so he sighed, took care of everything and went to Honglian Division.

This time, as soon as Cheng Gui picked up the two, Qin Yin said that she was involved in a murder case, her reputation was bad, and Jiang Nan couldn't go back, so she asked Yan Shirong if there was any piano studio she knew so that she could stay for a while.

Yan Shirong took her to the Heming Building on Jianchun Street, and told shopkeeper Xia to take care of her. When the shopkeeper heard that it was the first string of Qin Yin in the south of the Yangtze River, he settled down for her overjoyed.

Chenggui looked wary, seeing that Yan Shirong had settled the deal, he said: "My lord, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go back quickly."

Yan Shirong said: "This is not a brothel, why can't I stay for a long time?"

The Heming Tower is located on Jianchun Street, facing the fourth floor of Meilanzhujuju, but it is not the Qinlou Chu Pavilion.

They are all good-tempered people, and the luthiers there also meet friends by chance, and I have never heard of anyone who sells their bodies—probably the serious luthiers are not very good-looking.

The opposite side heard that Yan Shirong had come to Jianchun Street, they hung up jade pieces one after another, and waved the silk pieces to Yan Shirong across the avenue.

Yan Shirong thought of Xue Cuo's dark face in the morning, if he drew three rounds of arrest in a day, he felt that Xue Cuo might torture him, so he turned and left Jianchun Street.

The ass is still a little sore.

As soon as he entered the palace, the young servant greeted him, saying that there was a visitor.

You don't need to guess to know that Master Li Xiaohou came to see him again to make fun of him.

Li Zhu took a sip of tea, "I heard that you went to the Honglian Division today with prostitutes? It's too much, too much."

Good things don't go out, evil things travel thousands of miles, Yan Shirong sipped his tea and remained silent, his eyebrows and eyes slightly curved.

To be honest, the thing I went too far today is not just Gurenji's prostitution.

Li Zhu smiled again, "You've had a good time recently."

"Who said that?"

Li Zhu smiled and took out a copy of "Peach and Plum Records" from his sleeve: "The higher-ups have updated it. You have been running to the Red Lotus Division every day for more than ten days. It is so good that the entire Red Lotus Division is your entry point except Commander Xue." It's amazing, it's amazing, it's amazing."

Yan Shirong was surprised: "What do you mean by 'Except Commander Xue'? Why isn't Xue Cuo?"

Li Zhu spat at him: "How dare you miss Xue Yanluo?"

"..."

"Are you really daring to engage in Tai Sui?"

"..."

"Who in Hejing dares to arrange his affairs?" Li Zhu wiped his neck and made a "dead" expression.

This is true, Yan Shirong thought, it really is a persimmon picked softly.His book "Peach and Plum Records" is full and it has reached the sixth volume. All the respectable men in the capital can't get along with him. It's embarrassing, very embarrassing.

Yan Shirong patted the table, his sparkling peach eyes filled with anger: "Who did this?"

Li Zhu smiled secretly: "It doesn't matter who does what. In fact, if you think about it from another angle, it's not a good thing. Misfortunes depend on blessings, and blessings depend on misfortunes."

Yan Shirong stopped talking.

Li Zhu also said that he was somewhat embarrassed when he sued him in front of the emperor last time, so he invited him to go outing in the countryside, which can be regarded as apologizing and relaxing.

Seeing Li Zhu's sincerity, Yan Shirong agreed.