Chapter 275 You will be punished for failing

Qian Zhuye excitedly followed.

Sang Zhi stood there with his little hands behind his back: "I won't go."

Ye Qianning looked back at him.

"I failed the monthly exam this time, so I have to go back to study."

Ye Qianning turned around and walked back after hearing the words: "Your grades are already very good. Whatever books you read, children have to do something interesting."

Sang Zhi shook his head.

Qian Zhuye had a look of disbelief: "You really failed?"

Sang Zhi didn't speak, and his face was a bit stern.

"No, it's normal to say that I failed, but it's not normal for you to fail. I remember that you have been the first in every monthly exam since I started school. Why did you suddenly fail?"

Sang Zhi had a sullen face, his mouth seemed to be glued.

Ye Qianning was also very troubled watching it, he had never seen such a dull villain who couldn't speak even when he was wronged.

Qian Zhuye seemed to have gotten used to it long ago, Baba said again: "I heard that the prince will be punished if he fails the monthly exam. Are you okay?"

Ye Qianning was taken aback.

Sang Zhi pursed her lips: "I have to go back and read."

Ye Qianning didn't speak, but quickly stepped back and grabbed Sang Zhi who was about to turn around, raised his hand and rolled up his sleeves, and saw a few red marks, which looked like they were hit by a ruler.

Sang Zhi wanted to withdraw his hand, but she pulled it tighter, and then grabbed another one, the same thing.

Qian Zhuye gasped, the beating was too harsh.

"The emperor hit him?" Ye Qianning turned cold.

"It's okay." Sang Zhi said.

"It's nothing. If you don't take care of it, you will be fine if you have a fever." Ye Qianning looked distressed. Sang Zhi was very thin and had fair skin.

The way of beating people is also sophisticated, ruthless and heavy, but without breaking a layer of skin, it looks like blood is flowing under the thin skin.

"Nurse has already given me the medicine." Sang Zhi twitched a few times before twitching his hands, and his wide sleeves covered his wrists.

"You come with me." Ye Qianning didn't dare to pull his arm anymore, and dragged him to his courtyard by the corner of his clothes.

When she just opened her sleeves, she smelled a faint smell of medicine, but the medicine was very poor and had no effect at all.

Sang Zhi brought her a good bottle of wound medicine last time, now I want to come...

Obviously he has had a very bad life and is easily injured, but he gave her the only bottle of wound medicine, what a fool.

Ye Qianning dragged him to his own yard, told him to do well, then turned around and pretended to rummage in the drawer.

Sang Zhi stared at the little figure, seeing her anxious look, his heart trembled slightly.

Qian Zhuye also followed in, first looked at Ye Qianning, and then sat down naturally: "Isn't it just that he failed the monthly exam once, and he was beaten so hard."

Sang Zhi acted as if he had never heard of it.

Qian Zhuye didn't care, and turned his head to look at the whole room.

"Is there such a good room in the academy?" He was surprised.

Ye Qianning took out the pills and the ointment and walked over: "How are you living?"

"It's okay, but it's a thousand miles worse than yours."

"Who told me to be the dean's personal pass?" Ye Qianning put down the ointment, took out a pill and put it to Sang Zhi's mouth.

Sang Zhi didn't hesitate, he opened his mouth, took the pill in his mouth, and swallowed it.

"It's good to pass it on personally by the dean." Qian Zhuye's eyes were full of envy.

Ye Qianning climbed onto the chair, rolled up Sangzhi's sleeves, and spread the ointment bit by bit.

"Hiss..."

Sang Zhi frowned.

Ye Qianning paused, seeing his little face wrinkled in pain, but tried his best to restrain himself, and his hands became lighter.

(end of this chapter)