Chapter 333 Don't hit me...

At this moment, Mo Jiu put his hands on his legs, sat in a regular manner on the chair, and looked obedient.

Under Han Qingyan's gentle care and guidance, his eyes regained a bright brilliance, clear and simple. When looking at anyone, as long as you blink at that person, you will never be able to resist this moving feeling.

Recently, those close friends have been looking for various things under Han Qingyan's orders, and it is inevitable that they can go in and out in the bedroom. Mo Jiu's appearance is naturally seen by them. The first shock is hard to describe. No one can believe that this is the tyrant who killed people without blinking.

And when the eyes that were as pure as animals looked over, their hearts seemed to melt in an instant.

But they did not dare to ask, nor did they dare to stay for a long time. They knew that Mo Jiu was the national teacher's re-scaling. If it weren't for this, I'm afraid Han Qingyan wouldn't even let them see His Majesty's appearance at a glance.

In fact, Han Qingyan discovered that Mo Jiu was extremely afraid of strangers. He was afraid that she was stained with some other people's smell. He would keenly notice it and dare not approach her.

Isn't this one of the behaviors that dogs have? Han Qingyan really doesn't want anyone else to see Mo Jiu like this, but in the face of this problem that obviously people shouldn't have, she certainly has to find a way to solve it, let her confidants go back and forth in and out of the bedroom, so that Mo Jiu can gradually adapt to others, at least not be afraid of the smell.

Now it seems that this method is effective.

In the end, the only problem of not being able to speak out has not been solved.

"Is it still not possible..." Han Qingyan whispered and put the whip aside.

This is no longer the hundredth failure, but she was not discouraged, because she just needed to look up slightly and see the well-behaved Majesty's eyes lit up slightly. The joy and attachment in her eyes were unconcealed. It was so real and rich that it could dispel all the fatigue in her heart.

Mo Jiu’s feelings for her now are even deeper than the His Majesty who was ‘before’, and he has regarded her as everything in his life.

Han Qingyan was only a little happy about this because she knew that this feeling was based on Mo Jiu's pain and despair. He was domesticated as a dog and had never received even a trace of tenderness and concern, which would make her take a loophole. With such simple care, His Majesty gave her all her trust...

And her care for His Majesty is not as good as one ten thousandth of the sins she should have paid.

Han Qingyan felt Mo Jiu's attachment to her, and after a little relaxed, she started to conduct a boring test again.

She took out a wooden board with her palms and mouth, which was a kind of torture instrument. Just as she was about to shake it in close proximity in front of Mo Jiu, his body suddenly trembled. His well-behaved and calm face immediately climbed up to the look of horror at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing that something was wrong, Han Qingyan quickly put away the wooden board, but it was too late. Mo Jiu seemed to have been touched by a switch. Her pretty face even twisted due to the strong fear. Her mouth widened and finally made a human voice from it, but she screamed and cried in a shrill voice: "No...no! I was wrong...Dad, don't hit me...Don't hit me..."

And even though he was so scared, Mo Jiu was still sitting on the chair, not daring to get up and escape, but his body was trembling, as if he was nailed there.

Han Qingyan stared at this scene in a daze, feeling countless sharp blades piercing into her body, then blending into the blood, flowing along the blood vessels, and the sharp tip of the knife cuts through every part of her body.

She rushed over and hugged Mo Jiu, her voice trembling slightly: "Your Majesty, don't be afraid, I will never punish you with that thing. I swear with my life, I promise..."

However, Mo Jiu couldn't believe it at all. Even after Han Qingyan took out the wooden board, the trust and attachment she had accumulated over the past few days disappeared. She was afraid and shocked, as if she was asking her: "Why do you want to hurt me?"

Seeing his painful expression in his eyes, Han Qingyan's heart seemed to be about to break.

She kept explaining and comforting, but it was useless. Mo Jiu's way of thinking was indeed human, but under various threats and tortures, she became very sensitive and did not dare to think at all. Han Qingyan spent a lot of energy and could not change this for a while.

After all, destruction is much simpler than creation, and that group of people destroy Mojiu's thinking ability.

"Wow...Wow!" Mo Jiu stopped crying, but kept crying and barking dogs again.

Han Qingyan could only hold him in his arms with force and whispered: "Don't be afraid, if I am here, no one will hurt Your Majesty, including me, I promise..."

Mo Jiu cried and screamed, afraid until he felt tired and sleepy, and he finally fell asleep.

Han Qingyan was able to carry him back to the dragon couch. She looked down at his face, reached out to slowly wipe the wet tears on his face. Then she exhaled and looked a little depressed.

Mo Jiu's reaction to the wooden board of the palms had already made her imagine why he was so afraid of this thing.

Because Han Qingyan had seen it more than once, some prisoners refused to reveal the information, and then their faces were swollen and their mouths were covered in blood.

Has Mojiu experienced this too...

Han Qingyan had no extra emotion to hate the late emperor and her father, only endless self-blame and regret... It was she who made Mo Jiu experience everything that was painful in the past...

The ones that were once caused by a group of people, but this time it was her alone. If everyone was really guilty of being considered, maybe she was the biggest person.

Suddenly, Han Qingyan returned to peace. She was not qualified to be sad, nor was she qualified to rest. She had to maintain His Majesty's dynasty well, and His Majesty...

She will definitely get him back to normal.

Han Qingyan went to Lin Muxin again and told her that the reason was found.

Lin Mu thought to himself: "Even if that person is afraid or afraid, he has to take out this thing in front of her. After more times, it will improve a lot. And you can also destroy the wooden board in front of her, which is equivalent to telling her that this thing will never hurt her again."

"Okay, I understand, thank you Doctor Xie Lin."

Han Qingyan followed this method. Even though Mo Jiu showed horror every time, she screamed and screamed loudly, she made up her mind to do this, making him get used to it, or destroy these wooden boards again and again in front of him, and then said gently: "I will not hurt Your Majesty, and I will not let this thing hurt you again..."
Chapter completed!