Qin Shang remembered it very clearly that his master at the age of 20 had never had any obvious emotional fluctuations.

He was dressed in white and his cold and picturesque eyebrows and eyes were always noble and indifferent, and he seemed to be an immortal outside the world who was not stained with fireworks on earth. Not to mention the obvious expressions of joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, he was talking to him on his own initiative... Well, take a step back and not even take the initiative to look at him on his own initiative.

At that time, Qin Shang always felt like an invisible person. Except for being injured and punished, his master always ignored him like air.

Then, why is this life different?

Qin Shang's eyebrows were knotted, but he still felt strange in his heart.

Moreover, the owner of the previous life never asked him to peel shrimps for him. Even these shelled foods would be cleaned in the kitchen. How could they be brought up even shells?

Qin Shang turned around and stood quietly for a long time, constantly recalling the changes in his previous life and this time his master.

Where did these changes start?

Could it be that his temperament has changed, so his master has also changed?

Impossible?

Even if he really has the ability to change his master's temperament, it wouldn't be so fast. It was only decades before that he had gradually experienced a little emotional fluctuation...

Looking down at his hand, Qin Shang fell into deep thought for a moment.

Before going to bed in the evening, Qin Shang knelt on the soft bed and said hesitantly: "Master, if my subordinates make mistakes again in the future, can they not thug?"

Emperor Xiu raised his eyebrows and eyes lightly.

"I'm not... no, no, I don't mean anything else." Qin Shang quickly explained, his expression becoming obviously nervous. "Just just get hurt, I can't serve my master. My subordinate is uneasy. If I can, the master can punish me... well, punish me..."

"How to punish?" Emperor Xiu said in a faint tone, "Punishment of the rod?"

ah?

Qin Shang's expression froze, he shook his head weakly, and pursed his lips: "The slaughter... it hurts very much."

It hurts a lot.

It hurt so much that he wanted to die immediately.

Qin Shang looked stunned, thinking about all the experiences in his previous life. Even though many years have passed, perhaps because he was seventeen years old at this time, and remembering the tormented years of the two years he had when he was seventeen, he could still feel a clear fear in his heart.

No one knew better than him the pain of being broken by his bones, and no one understood the miserable torture of tossing and turning under the heavy scepter. How much willpower he used to restrain himself, and did not make a scream in front of his master.

After persisting for a few years, he finally couldn't stand it anymore.

In the years that followed, he was pampered and had long forgotten the taste of pain. If he had to pick it up now, he would probably never have the strong ability to endure pain.

After being together for so many years, this is the first time that Qin Shang really said the word "very painful" in front of his master. His low voice was a little depressed, a little fear, and memories and shrunk about the years that had passed long ago.

In the past, he could tolerate it, and was willing to endure everything his master gave him, whether it was indifferent or severe punishment.

Even though I endured it so hard, I only licked the wound alone in the dead of night and no one noticed it, but I dared to make a little low, painful moan, like the cry of a little beast.

But in this life, he doesn't want to endure it alone.
Chapter completed!