Now, Sikong Qingying needs pain to wake her up, so that she can clearly know and remember what happened tonight, and remember Yuchi Weiran, what kind of person he is.
It could be said that she acted out of impulse or that she did not know her own abilities. She felt that if she made a mistake, she should be punished. As for what others owed her, she would naturally get it back in the future.
Holding a breath in his heart, Sikong Qingying straightened his spine and looked a little more dazzling. Uncle Fu narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded involuntarily: "Then, I will go and prepare the medicine for the wound."
Already."
Sikong Qingying was a little surprised that Uncle Fu did not persuade her but said this, but she thanked Uncle Fu for his understanding, showed her first smile after the accident, and then went to the ancestral hall with Shuqi.
Because it was night, the ancestral hall was a little dark, and the candles on both sides were dimly lit, as if they were about to be extinguished at any time, but they never went out, and instead burned strongly.
"Kneel down."
Yin Ziheng's tall and straight body stood tightly and straight, holding a whip made of cowhide in his hand. The whip was one foot and one inch long, the scabbard was two feet and two inches long, three inches wide, and one minute thick.
The handle is two feet five inches long and looks shiny and impressive.
The Yin family's family law can range from thirty floggings to more than a hundred floggings.
And tonight, no one knows how many times Yin Ziheng will be beaten.
Shuqi shrank his body and stood aside with worry. He couldn't help but think of his former master Yin Zili. If Yin Zili was here, he would definitely be reluctant to hit the young lady.
The ancestral hall was filled with the memorial tablets of the ancestors of the Yin family, so they were worthy of her kneeling down. Sikong Qingying did not resist. Although she felt terrified, she held on strong and gritted her teeth without showing a trace of fear.
As soon as her knees hit the ground, there was a 'snap' sound, and the black leather whip was thrown onto her back, making her moan in pain, but she immediately reacted and bit her tightly.
He kept his teeth closed, not letting himself make a sound, and kept his back straight, which was trembling slightly because of the pain.
Yin Ziheng's eyes were scarlet, and he was furious. The strength of his hand was neither light nor slow at all. The whip fell on Sikong Qingying's body like a violent storm. Sikong Qingying's consciousness was a little blurred from the pain. She
He could no longer maintain his straight kneeling posture, and his body, which was trembling like fallen leaves in the wind, fell softly and lay on the ground, but the whip in Yin Ziheng's hand still did not stop...
At this moment, Yin Ziheng seemed to be going crazy. He seemed to have forgotten what happened tonight and who this person was. He only remembered that this person was so hateful and disgusting that he betrayed his trust. He was angry with him and blamed him deeply for his love.
All of a sudden, the anger and hatred in his heart blinded everything, making him unable to see anything. He just waved his arms mechanically, violently venting the crazy emotions in his heart...
"General...General, we can't fight anymore, the young lady fainted!!!"
This was Shuqi's first time witnessing the Yin family's family practices. Just hearing the sound of the whip falling on Sikong Qingying's body, he couldn't help but tremble again and again, as if he was being hit.
It hurts so much just thinking about it.
However, Yin Ziheng said that he was right in the general's mansion, and he did not dare to plead for mercy. He could only pray in his heart that Yin Ziheng would finish the beating soon. But Yin Ziheng did not stop until he knocked Sikong Qingying unconscious. He was afraid of losing his life, so he had to kneel down boldly.