Return of the Medical Concubine: The reborn legitimate daughter goes crazy and kills!

Yan Minglang looked at Meng Qingge and said.

In his heart, Meng Qingge has always liked him. She is being so aggressive now just because she is jealous or she wants him to see her on purpose. Now that he bows his head to apologize, Meng Qingge will probably agree directly.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Yun Chaomu sneered, "Forget it? Yan Minglang, who gave you the face?"

Yun Chaomu taunted.

Yan Minglang glared at her angrily, "Meng Qingge, this prince has already apologized, what else do you want?"

he asked angrily.

"Yan Minglang, are you deaf or stupid? I've said before that if you wronged me, I will definitely give you an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth! How many whips did you give to Si Xi, how many tortures did you use on him, I will pay you back today, otherwise this matter will not end, do you understand?"

Yun Chaomu asked coldly.

Si Xi was sitting there with her cloak on, silently shedding tears when she heard this. Her mistress was so nice, wuwuwu, she was just a servant.

"Are you crazy? You want to beat me for a slave girl? Meng Qingge, that's enough!"

Yan Minglang said with a grim expression.

Yun Chaomu looked at his self-righteous face, with a cold expression, and raised his eyes directly to Di Wuming, "Prince You, can you please do me justice?"

Yun Chaomu did not let Meng Yanting take action, because Yan Minglang was, after all, the young marquis of the Duke of Liang's Mansion. If he was injured or disabled, the Duke of Liang would definitely hold him accountable. But if Di Wuming took action, it would be different. Given his popularity, who would dare to make trouble for him?

Of course, Yun Chaomu was naturally prepared to be rejected.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Di Wuming's voice sounded, "Of course."

"Ms. Meng Er, how do you want me to administer justice?"

Yun Chaomu was surprised that Di Wuming was so easy to talk to. She glanced at Si Xi, who had not a single piece of good flesh on his body, and her eyes became even colder. She said, "Yan Minglang is an official of the Ministry of Justice. He abused his power, imprisoned my maid, and tortured her to extract a confession. He is not worthy of being an official. I beg the prince to remove him from his post and punish him twice as hard."

Yun Chaomu bowed in the direction of Di Wuming.

Yan Minglang's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

"Meng Qingge! Are you sick? Do you think I will see you just for a lowly maid? The more you act like this, the more I will look down on you. I..."

"That's right."

Yan Minglang's angry curses resounded throughout the yard. He was furious and full of disgust. He spoke without restraint and was at the end of his rope, but he didn't expect to hear Di Wuming's voice faintly ringing out the next moment.

His voice was clearly not loud, but when the two words fell, everyone heard them clearly.

Yan Minglang suddenly felt like a pheasant with its neck pinched.

"Your Majesty, please spare my life! I was just confused for a moment. I know I was wrong. I beg Your Majesty to take back your order!"

Yan Minglang was sweating profusely and immediately knelt down to beg for mercy, but he ignored God's cold and sarcastic gaze.

"Come here, start the punishment. One hundred lashes. If the person is still alive, call the imperial physician to check. If he is dead, carry him directly back to the Duke of Liang's mansion."

His tone was lazy and casual.

Yan Minglang lost all his strength instantly.

He looked at Xiao Zhan for help, but saw that Prince Han also had a cold look on his face. At this moment, no one helped him.

As Di Wuming gave the order, his subordinate Mo Feng immediately stepped forward. The subordinate moved very quickly and immediately went to get the whip. Mo Feng took the whip and walked in front of Yan Minglang, "Prince Yan, I'm sorry!"

He bowed and greeted him, and then, in front of Yan Minglang's wide-open eyes, he directly delivered the first whip.

"what……"

A scream.

Yan Minglang was about to resist.

One hundred lashes could kill someone.

Subconsciously, he reached out to grab him, but saw Di Wuming just raised his hand slightly, and a strong wind blew in his face, knocking him to the ground, "Want to die?"

He warned out loud.

This time, Yan Minglang lay on the ground trembling, not daring to resist at all, because he could see that Emperor You Wuming had been supporting Meng Qingge all along! There were clues before, but he saw it clearly at this moment!

"My lord, I don't dare!"

He gritted his teeth.

Di Wuming snorted coldly, "Hit him."

Snap, snap, snap…

One whip, two whips, five whips...

Mo Feng hit Yan Minglang again and again without showing any mercy. This was the order of his master, and this Master Yan had wronged Miss Meng. You have to know that Miss Meng now has a high status in the hearts of these subordinates.

Every time the whip fell, a deep blood mark was left, and Yan Minglang's blue brocade robe was torn apart instantly.

"what……"

Scream out loud.

He had been living a life of luxury since childhood, and had never suffered such torture. However, he did not expect that after he howled, he heard Di Wuming's indifferent voice, "Stop making so much noise. If you shout again, I will whip you again."

The voice was neither salty nor bland, and the tone was flat, but it carried unquestionable majesty. Yan Minglang immediately swallowed all the howls back into his stomach.

The whip fell one after another, causing such burning pain that his mind collapsed. He couldn't help but wonder, how could he have come here with such high spirits, but ended up like this?

It was Meng Sijing who led me to say that Meng Qingge was the assassin.

If it weren't for her, he would still be the enviable young master.

He hated Meng Qingge, but at this moment he also hated Meng Sijing a little.

He looked at Meng Sijing with his eyes wide open, full of resentment and blame. This look made Meng Sijing break out in a cold sweat. The next moment, she pulled out suddenly and fell directly on top of Yan Minglang, "Please spare my life, Your Majesty. This is all my fault. The prince just meant well and wanted to find the murderer, but he wrongly accused my sister and her maid. If we talk about mistakes, Sijing is to blame. Let Sijing and the prince bear these 100 lashes together!"

She cried and looked at Di Wuming with tears in her eyes. She looked so pitiful. Who wouldn't feel heartbroken to see such a beautiful woman shedding tears?

Just look at Yan Minglang, there was originally resentment in his eyes, but now there is only touching.

Leng Feng retracted the whip and looked at his master. The eldest daughter of the Meng family was lying on Yan Minglang. Should he whip her or not?

Yun Chaomu looked at Meng Sijing's behavior and knew what she was thinking at a glance. Now that she had no place to stay in the Meng family, she had no choice but to hold on to Yan Minglang.

But she thought that if she rushed over like this, both the old lady and her father might show leniency to her because she was a woman. But she was really thinking too much. Today, she would not be whipped less than one hundred times!

Just as she was about to speak, she heard Di Wuming's voice before her, "What a love scene! If I don't fulfill your wish, wouldn't it be a waste of your friendship? Leng Feng, keep beating them. These two will bear the 100 lashes together."