Imperial City

At this moment, Wei Qi wished he could follow suit, but he was not stupid enough for that, since the Holy Majesty announced you to come, but hurriedly left before ordering you, isn't this courting death?

He obediently lay there, the cold sweat from his body had already soaked the inner clothes.

Beads of sweat were also covered on the face and forehead, falling one by one along the soft curve of the cheeks, and the black marble floor tiles under the body were dizzy.

The emperor looked at him and became angry: "Get over here."

When Wei Qi heard this, he didn't dare to get out of the way, and hurriedly walked to the other side of the holy one.

The emperor frowned and looked impatiently: "Get out of here."

Wei Qi shivered and crawled to the footrest under the Arhat's bed, only one foot away from the feet of the emperor. The emperor wore bright yellow boots with black borders and embroidered auspicious cloud patterns, which looked even more dignified and inviolable.

Even though Long Yan couldn't look down, his aggressive aura still made people tremble.

Unable to bear it, Wei Qi crouched at the feet of the emperor and gradually shrank into a ball.

The emperor bent down to get closer, stretched out his palm to pick up Wei Qi's chin, raised it up with all his strength and looked at it carefully.

Wei Qi was originally lying on his stomach with his head down, but now he had to straighten his head with the force from his jaw. Although he drooped his eyelids, he knew that the Holy One was looking at him.

The force became heavier and heavier, the emperor's palm was wide enough to cover half of the face and neck of the people with just one hand, and the flesh on Wei Qi's face was squeezed into a ball and was pinched painfully.

He had no choice but to straighten his neck along this force, raise his upper body and lie down on the pedals.

The emperor lifted his face in front of him and looked at it inch by inch. Wei Qi's eyebrows and eyelashes were soaked with cold sweat, sticking sticky and wet to the thin white leather.

He was really surprised, where did this servant have the guts to beg the Empress Dowager?

After being the emperor for so many years, he thought he was well versed in the art of checks and balances. He didn't want to have a eunuch slapped him in the face today.

"Oh." The emperor sneered.

The scorching breath approached, but there was a chill in his smile.

Wei Qi wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but he couldn't make a sound, his cheeks were pinched, and his tongue was trapped in a small space and couldn't move.

It was too close, really too close, reminding him of the emperor's cruel abuse that night.

Wei Qi finally raised his eyes and looked at the emperor pleadingly. He knew that the calmer the emperor was, the more angry he would be inside. If he didn't find a way to appease the emperor today, he might lose his life.

"Heh." There was another sneer, as if laughing at his innocence, playing tricks on the king, despising the imperial power, and expecting to get out unscathed?

"Wei Qi."

Wei Qi heard the emperor call his name for the first time, his voice was low and indifferent, but Wei Qi was so frightened that he slid on the ground.

The emperor frowned, grabbed his neck and roughly pulled him up.

"Wei Qi, you are so courageous."

Find such a backer to suppress me, thinking I can escape?Do you know who is the master of the Forbidden City?Who is your master?

Of course, the emperor would not say these words to a slave.

He threw away the person he was holding.

Wei Qi collapsed to the ground like a puddle of water, the emperor especially couldn't understand his hatred, he raised his foot like kicking a mud sack and kicked him a foot away.

"Anxi!" He shouted out loudly: "Take this dog slave down to beat fifty boards, until he dies."

Wei Qi seemed to have all his internal organs ripped apart, and when he heard that the Holy Majesty was going to beat him to death, he tried his best to crawl over.

After much difficulty, he climbed up to the emperor's feet again. He raised his arms with difficulty, hugged the emperor's feet tightly, and looked up at the emperor: "My lord... please forgive me."

Wei Qi cried bitterly, tears and snot mixed with sweat stuck to the emperor's court boots.

For some reason, the latter kicked him away without disgust, "Anxi! Are you dead? If you don't get lost, I will kill you together."

Anxi was kneeling outside the door of the Hall of Mental Cultivation right now, although she heard the order, she still wanted to delay for a while, so that Wei Qineng could ask the Holy One to change his mind.

Unexpectedly, when he heard that the Holy Majesty wanted to beat himself to death, he dared not delay, so he hurriedly sent a few young eunuchs around him to enter the palace together.

Wei Qi was even more frightened when he heard the palace door being pushed, as if he heard the king of Hades calling him to die.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! This servant knows his mistake! This servant knows his mistake! This servant will serve you wholeheartedly in the future and will never dare to have another heart!" His voice was shrill and hoarse.

The emperor was unmoved, and only played with the jade wrench in his hand.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, Wei Qi turned around in horror, An Xi stood three feet away with her head bowed.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and no one was lighting the lamps in the huge hall. Wei Qi was struggling in the faint light, but he still couldn't compete for the supreme imperial power.

"Drag out."

With the footsteps of death approaching, Wei Qi looked desperately at this man who was as tall as a mountain, never had he realized so clearly that he really belonged to him.

Although the emperor was lenient, he was not merciful. In the Forbidden City, slaves were executed every day for committing the following crimes. It turned out that I was just one of them, nothing special.

Originally, he was lucky because he had served the Holy One once.

Oh, really naive!It should have been known long ago that the Ninth Five-Year Lord is truly hard-hearted, as firm as a rock and difficult to transfer.

"I beg you, slave! I beg you, slave!" Wei Qi hugged the emperor's legs and refused to let go.

He knew that there was no escape, but these two calls were not for himself, but for his elderly parents who were thousands of miles away and were looking forward to seeing each other again.

Anxi signaled the eunuch behind him to drag him, and the four little yellow gates approached, unwrapping his arm wrapped around the Holy Majesty and dragging him out.

Wei Qi struggled for a long time, seeing that the Holy Majesty still didn't change his face, now his heart was ashamed.

He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Master, this slave is your slave."

Anxi and the others approached the main hall gate.

"Hold on."

The emperor raised his hand, signaling to stop.

He looked at Wei Qi: "What did you just say?"

Wei Qi muttered, without much energy: "Master, this slave is your slave."

"Heh." There was another chuckle, with pride and dignity in the laughter.

He actually smiled a lot today, but there was no joy in his smile, only scary.

"You don't need to beat him to death, just give him five boards as a lesson."

An Xi and the others breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly responded, dragged Wei Qi away, and walked out, for fear that the Holy Majesty would regret it.

Wei Qi narrowly escaped death, looked at the emperor with snot and tears all over his face, and said nonsense like thanking the Lord Long En.

The emperor thought: Could it be that I still can't subdue a mere slave?

Wei Qi asked people to walk along the path to the Department of Punishment by the small side door outside the inner study at the back of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The interior of the Department of Punishment is eerie and even more terrifying than the Inner Court Supervisor. As soon as you step in, you can hear screams and wailing in your ears.

Wei Qi was taken to a torture room on the inside, where a young eunuch was being tortured.

He had something stuffed in his mouth and his bare bottom was beaten to a bloody mess.

Wei Qi suddenly thought of himself, he trembled twice, he survived the catastrophe, and thanked the Holy One for his kindness and forgiveness.

Bang, the dull sound of bang made people flustered, and the servants on the left and right were all burly with sticks, holding wooden boards one foot thick and half a foot long, and beat the pile of rotten meat expressionlessly.

The young eunuch who was being tortured had already been soaked and passed out.

The leading eunuch who sent Wei Qilai to Qianqing Palace and the head eunuch in the Punishment Department confessed a few words.

Wei Qi was tied to another long bench waiting to be tortured.

The servant who executed the sentence lifted the hem of his clothes, making a gesture to take off his pants

The leading eunuch of Qianqing Palace coughed twice, the servant hesitated, and finally did not move.

Wei Qi endured the five boards while wearing his trousers, during which he bit the cotton cloth in his mouth and tried not to let out a sound, but passed out immediately after the board was finished.

But compared to being beaten to death by the side, I don't know how many times better.

The little eunuchs of Qianqing Palace carried the fainted Wei Qi back to his own ear room, and Anxi asked someone to apply medicine to him so that he could take care of him.

Wei Qi's back injury was not serious, because Anxi had given her instructions in advance, but the pain of being hit by the board was so painful, and he was frightened before, so he was exhausted and still hadn't woken up. Also just sigh.

That's all, that's all, since the emperor didn't want to let go, he had no choice but to subdue the slave, so that he would know that he was afraid and dare not have a different heart.