The old nanny didn't expect Liusu to pounce on her. She was stunned for a moment and looked at Xiuhe questioningly.
Lin Yun'er's innocent eyes showed panic and fear. She took a breath and turned slightly pale, "Sister Yu, if you try to persuade Sister Xiuhe, someone will die."
Ruyu didn't know what to do. It was too cruel to be whipped like this. However, Xiuhe had always been overbearing and willful, and they couldn't persuade her.
Xiuhe snorted coldly and said ruthlessly: "Isn't he just the person next to the princess who has fallen out of favor? What's so great about it? The master is too much and corrupts the customs, and the maid is not a good thing. The prince is indifferent to the princess, and today
The one who is being beaten is the princess, and the prince is not hurting her, let alone teaching two despicable girls, what are you going to do, Nanny Lin? Since she is looking for a beating, then give me a beating, hard!"
"Yes!" A vicious look appeared on Nanny Lin's old face. She had just been pushed twice by Liusu, and she already had resentment in her heart. She struck without mercy and used all her strength.
One whip, two whips...the long whip cut through the air and landed mercilessly on the delicate back.
Liusu's thin clothes were torn, and a few blood marks were printed on her back. After only four whips, she couldn't bear it. Liusu's body had been weak since he was a child, and he could not withstand the ruthless beatings of his grandmother.
"Princess..." Zi Ling was in a hurry. Because she was tied up, her hands and feet couldn't break free. She heard the ruthless sound of the long whip piercing the air and Liusu's muffled groan. She was so anxious that tears rolled down her eyes, "Princess.
, please, leave me alone, come down quickly...Princess..."
Zi Ling's voice was intermittent, and the tone was so low that no one except Liusu could hear her clearly, "Princess... stop fighting, you guys, stop fighting..."
"Zi Ling..." A whip fell hard, and sweat dropped like rain on Liusu's forehead. He opened his arms and hugged the bruised Zi Ling. His voice was low and hoarse, "Don't talk, it's okay... I will protect you..."
In the courtyard, except for Lin Yun'er and a few others who turned pale with anxiety, everyone else was watching the show.
Although the pain on his back was like fire, and the pain was like bone marrow, Liusu did not plead or scream, silently gritting his teeth and enduring the burning pain to protect Zi Ling.
"Sister Xiuhe, that's enough. Stop beating her. She's about to faint!" Lin Yuner pulled Xiuhe's sleeve and begged for mercy with a pale face.
Xiuhe glanced at Lin Yuner with disdain. With her innocent eyes and innocent expression, this woman was as innocent as a child. It was this face that gave her an advantage over them.
Sooner or later, one day, she will trample them all under her feet, she will become Princess Xiao, and the prince will be hers alone.
She smiled proudly and saw that she was almost done. Just when she was about to speak, she heard a cold and sharp shout, "What are you doing?"
"Your Majesty..." Lin Yun'er saw Xiao Jue coming in and hurriedly walked over and threw herself into his arms. Her eyes were red, as if she was frightened.
Xiao Jue's eyes softened, feeling sorry for her pale face. He patted her shoulder comfortingly and asked softly: "Yun'er, don't be afraid. I'm here. Don't be afraid. What happened?"
He glanced around and saw two women being tortured in the atrium. With a cold look, he gently let go of Lin Yun'er and shouted in a cold voice: "Xiu He, what's going on? Who gave you permission to use lynching in the house?"
Xiuhe pouted in grievance, approached Xiao Jue, and said coquettishly: "My lord, you are that stinky girl. She beat Xiaohong next to me hard, and then talked back to me, and I was beaten."
A little maid was bullied, and she was so angry that she ordered someone to teach her a lesson."
Xiao Jue's evil eyes glanced at the two women who were covered with bruises in the atrium. Looking at Xiu He, a trace of disgust flashed through his eyes. Lin Yun'er's eyes were red and she said softly: "I have persuaded Sister Xiu He, but..."
"Yun'er, it's none of your business." Xiao Jue's eyes flashed tenderly, and the tears under her eyelids passed away. His gentle movements made Xiu He feel jealous again, and he looked at Lin Yun'er bitterly.
Xiao Jue glanced at him coldly and said in a cold voice, "I have taught you enough lessons. Let me go. In the future, lynching will not be abused in the palace. You'd better remember it."
"Yes, I know it!" Xiuhe said unwillingly and ordered his release.
Xiao Jue took Lin Yuner's hand and said softly: "We will meet at Xuemei Pavilion. I have a gift for you!"
"Really?" Lin Yun'er looked happy and cuddled up to Xiao Jue obediently, "Thank you, Your Majesty, Your Majesty is so kind to me."
"Let's go!" Xiao Jue hugged her and turned to leave, ignoring Xiuhe's dissatisfied calls behind him.
"Princess...Princess, how are you? Princess, don't scare Zi Ling..." As soon as Zi Ling was free, he ignored the scars on his back, with a pale face, holding on to Liusu, who had fallen into a semi-conscious state, and was anxious.
The ground murmured, the tentacles were full of blood, Liusu's face was as pale as paper, Zi Ling's tears fell like rain, and the pain was like a knife.
Xiao Jue, who had already reached the door, froze and turned around suddenly.
