Wen Yu raised her finger and shook it: "Wrong, you are just a guard dog of the princess's mansion. You are not qualified to be my dog."
Lance's pupils shrank slightly, and he clenched his teeth. A hint of hidden unwillingness flashed in his eyes, but he said sarcastically: "You take yourself too seriously. Do you really think everyone wants to be your dog?"
Wen Yu shrugged indifferently: "If you don't want to, then don't. You don't have to notify me. After all, I'm not very interested."
Lance stared at Wen Yu with bloodshot eyes.
At this time, Wen Yu seemed to have thought about where to brand. She blew on the red-hot iron leisurely, and the next second, she put it on Lance's left chest, and a sizzling sound immediately sounded.
Wen Yu looked at the scene and even thought about whether she could sprinkle cumin on it after the oil came out.
Lance lowered his eyes and stared at the branding iron without frowning. The pain was nothing compared to the punishment he had received in the past few days. He had already become numb.
But for some reason, there was suddenly a strange and extremely sour feeling that broke through the perception of pain.
His heart tightened instantly as if it was suddenly grabbed, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
The residual effect of the sour feeling was still there, going all the way along his heart to the top of his head, stimulating his eye sockets to feel sore and swollen, and even a hint of moisture.
Lance's temples were bulging, veins were popping out, and he looked a little dazed.
At this time, Wen Yu's somewhat helpless voice sounded in his ears: "Master Jiang, this pen can't be used smoothly, it's too much effort..."
Wen Yu held the soldering iron in both hands, but found that she had no way of using it as she had imagined and soldering out an artistic "Yu".
The spike was inserted smoothly and the first stroke of the character "女" was formed, but the following strokes were difficult.
It seems that engraving artistic words for people is a physical and technical job.
Seeing this, Jiang Qi said, "Princess, please leave the matter of branding to this humble servant."
"I won't." Wen Yu refused without even thinking about it.
If it was Jiang Qi who helped, just brand him with "Jiang".
Knowing that her skills were not good enough, Wen Yu took the initiative to give up the artistic font and settled for the next best thing, just making it recognizable as "Yu" and not looking shabby.
Wen Yu did it right away. She pulled out the branding iron and carefully spelled out the word "Yu" on Lance's left chest. The shape of the characters was crooked and had no artistic quality at all, and had nothing to do with the graceful strokes of a pen.
Wen Yu threw the iron back into the brazier, very satisfied with her masterpiece. After carefully appreciating it, she nodded and clapped her hands, saying, "Good calligraphy! It looks like a dragon and a snake!"
As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Qi expectantly: "Master Jiang, can you give me some comments?"
Jiang Qi on the side: ...
Lance lowered his eyes: ...
Kill him.
At this moment, Lance's sense of shame actually broke through the anger of being branded. For a moment, he even thought that it was really embarrassing to have such a thing branded on his chest!
It's not that being branded is shameful, but it's shameful to brand something like this.
He would rather Wen Yu use prison iron and directly brand her with the word "prisoner".
But Wen Yu was extremely satisfied: "It's a pity that this princess doesn't like to study, so Dasheng has lost a great calligrapher! I'm so ashamed!"
Jiang Qi: ...
Wen Yu asked again: "Master Jiang, are you wearing the black iron chain around your neck?"
Jiang Qi's serious expression changed slightly: "May I ask what you want to do with it, Princess?"
Wen Yu said as if it was a matter of course: "It must be for him."
Jiang Qi: ...
After a moment of silence, he nodded and said, "Yes."
Lance's roar suddenly sounded: "Wen Yu! Do you really think of me as a watchdog? And you even want to tie me up with a black iron chain?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Qi kicked him in the stomach, "How dare you call the princess by her name! That's extremely disrespectful!"
Lance spat out a mouthful of blood and felt that his liver had been displaced, but his eyes were fixed on Wen Yu.
"You are the princess of the Sheng Dynasty, not my princess, so I will just call you by your name. What can you do to me?"
Wen Yu blinked: "You are so narcissistic, you talk as if I want to be your princess, please, I am your master now."
She patted Lance's head and said, "Woof twice and let me hear it."
Lance gritted his teeth and said, "Impossible."
Wen Yu's eyes slightly curved when she heard this: "Lord Jiang, I want to take someone back to the princess's mansion. Please arrange for the black iron chain and the mouth pill."
Jiang Qi raised his hand upon hearing this, and the jailers immediately moved.
"I will accompany the princess and send Lance to the princess's residence."
Wen Yu certainly would not refuse: "Okay, okay, Lord Jiang is indeed conscientious and responsible. Think about it, the last time you went to the Princess's Mansion was a long time ago. At that time, you insisted on teaching me the laws of Dasheng. Now I think about it and miss it."
Jiang Qi's eyebrows moved slightly: "Princess, don't miss it. It's not too late for you to continue studying the laws now. If the princess wants to learn..."
Wen Yu: ...
This can even be turned to the study of laws. It is his loss that his younger brother does not ask Jiang Qi to be the legal spokesperson, and it is also a regret for the entire Da Sheng!
"Master Jiang, this is not what I meant."
Jiang Qi: "Didn't the princess say she missed you?"
"What I miss is the way you were scared, your face turned red, and you ran away in panic."
Wen Yu patted Jiang Qi on the shoulder and said, "But I have forgotten why you were so scared that you ran away. Lord Jiang, do you still remember?"
Jiang Qi: ...
He couldn't help but recall the scene at that time.
"To tell you the truth, I don't want to learn any law at all, because I can't learn it at all."
"Then why did the princess agree to let me be your teacher?"
"Why else? Because I like you and I want to be closer to you."
“…”
Jiang Qi regained consciousness and suddenly felt his ears getting hot. He quickly took two steps back and said, "Princess, I...I can't remember it either."
Liu Chun on the side: Lord Jiang, you can't remember why you are blushing...
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