Yitong was tied tightly to a wooden stake in the yard. The whip raised in the air brought with it the cold wind, drawing blood marks on her body. The goose-yellow shirt had long been torn apart, and the blood flowed freely.
Overflowing from the wound.
The servants who passed by covered their eyes and did not dare to look further. Let alone a weak woman like Yi Tong, even a strong man might not be able to withstand sixty lashes.
There was a burning pain all over my body. The wound was first scorching, and then the pain seemed to be about to tear. The pain had just paralyzed the nerves, and then another whip was slapped on the body, again and again, repeated.
Yitong gritted her teeth tightly to prevent herself from crying out in pain. She knew that he must be watching her somewhere, admiring her embarrassment.
Standing on the third floor of Yue Teng Building, you can overlook the entire palace with a broad view. Mu Yanqin looked coldly at Yi Tong, who was beaten until her body was bloody and bloody. Until now, she had never screamed, let alone
Begging for mercy. What is supporting her? Is it her endless selfish desires or a vicious heart?
"Master Jiu, you are so cruel." Mu Xiao glanced at the people below and smacked his lips, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, after all, you are a girl with thin skin and tender flesh. If you go on with these sixty lashes, you will not die."
Half a life."
Mu Yanqin raised his lips indifferently, "She chose this herself."
Mu Xiao shook his head, "Hey, I'm not speaking for the princess. In that situation, did she have a choice?"
"Mu Xiao," Mu Yanqin turned to look at him, "When did you get bribed by her?"
"Yes," Mu Xiao quickly waved his hand to clear the air, "I'm just saying it's fair. Master Jiu knows better than anyone else, doesn't he?"
Mu Yanqin snorted coldly, turned away, and looked at Yitong again. What passed before his eyes was Pingting's beautiful figure, and his voice was cold and ruthless, "She deserves this."
"Jiuye," Mu Xiao stopped teasing, stared at Yitong, and said in a deep voice, "She fainted."
Mu Yanqin closed his eyes, turned around and was about to go in, but he grabbed him, his unruly face showing a rare solemn look, "Nine Masters, thirty-six lashes have been given, that's enough."
Mu Yanqin looked at him with some surprise. This was the first time he saw Mu Xiao like this.
Turning back to look at Yitong, she was like a lifeless puppet, unable to say no or cry out in pain, silently enduring the torn skin all over her body. After a long time, he waved his hand casually, turned and left.
Mu Xiao didn't have time to run down, so he just stood there and shouted, "Stop!"
The whip suddenly stopped.
He used Qing Kung Fu, jumped down from the third floor, and ran to the yard.
Yi Tong lowered her head feebly, no part of her body was intact, it was so fragile that it seemed like it would break if touched.
Gently, he held her face. There was no blood on it, and it was as pale as paper. There was cold sweat on her forehead and blood on her lips.
He quickly ordered someone to untie the rope from her body and hug her who was weak.
"princess?"
Yitong frowned and slowly opened her eyes. She felt that her eyes were blurry and she couldn't see who it was...
Is it the dean? The only person who is good to her.
My nose suddenly felt a little sore. Looking at him, tears began to accumulate unknowingly, "I... I have always persisted and never gave up... But, it really hurts... it hurts..."
Mu Xiao stared blankly, looking at the tears in the corners of her eyes, feeling like something was grabbing her heart.
Before he had time to think about it, he picked her up, held her tightly in his arms, and shouted to both sides, "Go to the doctor quickly!"