Yunyue past events

At the gate of the courtyard, there were four or five people standing.

A entourage looked terrified, and cast a glance at the place where the crowd gathered by the lake and where the torches were burning, and asked his companions in a low voice: "Is it really Yue Shi?"

The person next to him said: "You will know if you go and have a look."

Someone anxiously said: "Then you must inform Mr. Ling immediately."

Someone else lowered his voice: "The crown prince has said nothing."

Yufu Wei Huai was also standing at the door. Hearing the conversation around him, he walked towards the lake in silence. When the others saw him passing, they braved up to follow.

They are all Zhaoling's followers. At this moment, they are terrified because of the prince's anger, and they are generally surprised in their hearts. They didn't expect Yue Shi to be such a person, who would break into the west courtyard and insult Meiji while drinking.

It's so desperate, I don't even look at where it is,? This is the Prince's residence!

Several torches illuminated the lakeside, and the surface of the lake was glowing a disturbing red color. Most of the people gathered together looked tense, watching silently as the prince dealt with the perpetrators.

On weekdays, the prince is a majestic person, and the servants are always in awe of him, and they all work honestly, and behave in a well-behaved manner.

At this moment, everyone looked at the man tied up under the tree and couldn't help but sweat for him.

The prince was in the middle of the crowd, and the flames gathered around him. He looked up at the man tied to the tree, and said to the left and right: "Take off his clothes."

Immediately, two people went up to cut off the clothes on Yue Qian's body. The cold back of the knife slid against the skin, and the clothes made a sound like ripping silk. Soon, all the clothes on Yue Qian's upper body were removed.

A person held a torch high up, and the light of the fire shone on Yue Qian's body, reflecting his face. There was no fear on his face, and he was extremely calm. He looked down at the prince, and his eyes were cold.

It can be described as rebellious.

The more submerged the body is, the stronger the body is, especially after stripping off the top, revealing the strong muscles of the chest and arms, the more powerful and resolute.

The prince ordered the housekeeper: "Bring the whip."

Soon, the whip was handed up, and the housekeeper handed it to the prince himself.

Holding on to the whip, the prince stepped forward, stopped in front of Yueqian, and lowered his voice: "I was just looking for a free time to teach you a good lesson, but you came here by yourself."

As soon as the words fell, the prince suddenly hit Yue Qian's abdomen with the handle of the whip, with such force that Yue Qian gritted his teeth in pain.

The crown prince raised the whip and looked at it. The handle of the whip made of rhino horn was as hard as a stone. He said coldly, "You dare to touch my people."

From what everyone heard, they thought the prince was talking about Meiji.

Probably only Yue Qian knew the implication of this sentence, including Zhao Ling, Prince Baby's younger brother.

Yue Qian showed a painful expression, that expression flashed by, his eyes were cold and proud, his lips moved, and he said a word: "I am just a slave, the prince really thought I was the one who took the initiative."

There was still a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, very insolent.

As the son of King Yunyue, he certainly has hatred for Rongguo, especially when facing Rongguo's future monarch, this hatred is submerged and not concealed.

The horny whip handle slammed Yueqian's abdomen again, harder than last time, Yueqian let out a muffled cry of pain, and was speechless immediately.

The prince took a step back and left with his back turned. He threw the whip to a guard beside him and ordered: "Slap him twenty lashes."

If it is a weak person, twenty lashes can kill a person alive, and a young and strong person like Yue Qian will also have to be beaten to half his life.

The guard took the order, immediately took off the armor that was in the way, holding the whip in his hand, and slowly walked towards the dive.

The prisoner had a strong physique, and the guard holding the whip was even taller and stronger. The whip-wielding arm gathered strength. He threw out the first whip, making a shivering whipping sound, and instantly left a long line on Yue Qian's body. There were long bloodstains, and the skin on his chest was ripped apart.

Then came the second whip, the third whip...

The prince stood far away, watching indifferently, with a sullen look on his face. He didn't know whether it was the bloody scene of the whipping or the appearance of the prince that made the people around him feel more terrifying.

Yue Qian's eyes were resolute, and he always gritted his teeth without saying a word. The welts on his body were criss-crossed, and the blood flowed along his abdomen, dyed his pants red, and dripped to the ground.

"Snapped!"

The whip flew up and hit the human body severely again.

It was a loud and painful voice. Many people present lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at it. The legs of several Gongziling's followers were even weak, and they wanted to cover their eyes.

At the back of the crowd, two Zhaoling attendants whispered secretly, and one said anxiously: "What should I do? If this fight continues, there will be no one left."

The other person was equally anxious and said, "I have to find a way to inform the young master."

"Hush." ​​Wei Huai was alert and made a silent movement.

He saw a chubby figure coming out of the crowd with a terrified expression, and he walked out quietly. That person was the seventh son Zhaorui, and he was walking in the direction of Bedi, so he must have tipped off to Young Master Ling.

The seventh son, Zhaorui, had no sense of presence on weekdays, and even Wei Huai didn't notice when he came out of the main courtyard, and when he followed him to the lakeside.

Wei Huai and the other two attendants immediately gathered together, silently blocking Zhao Rui's leaving figure, hoping that the prince's people would not notice.

According to this kind of beating, even if Yue Qian is young and strong, twenty lashes may kill someone.

What's more, Wei Huai felt that something was wrong, Yue Shi had a good conduct on weekdays and would never bully the crown prince's Mei Ji, the crown prince was afraid that there was some misunderstanding.

Their status is low and they dare not disobey the prince, so they can only pin their hopes on the seventh son Zhaorui.

When the housekeeper entered the main courtyard to inform the prince that there was a thief, most of the guests in the main courtyard were in their rooms with the doors closed, so they did not pay attention to the movement outside.

The room where Zhaorui lives is just next to the gate of the courtyard.

After a good feast, Zhao Rui drank too much wine unknowingly, got drunk and vomited, and needed to be tidied up and taken care of, so his room door was left open, and maids came in and out.

Zhaorui was paralyzed on the bed, when suddenly he saw the figure of the prince and the housekeeper passing by the door, and faintly heard voices from the other courtyard, guessing what happened, he immediately followed.

This time, he followed all the way to the lakeside, not to mention how shocked Zhaorui was when he saw Yueqian who was tied up and whipped.

The terrible sound of whipping and the bloody scene scared Zhao Ruijiu soberly, and his mind was not dazed.

By the lakeside, the whip-wielding guard stopped whipping after finishing ten whips. He twisted his arms and paused for a while.

There are ten whips left.

Under the firelight, there was blood on Yue Qian's face, it was the splashed blood dripping on his face when the whip beat him.There was blood all over his body and face, and his appearance was insane. Ordinary people would have already passed out after being whipped like this, but he was still awake, his eyes were blood red, and his eyes were still unyielding.

When he was whipped, he didn't scream, let alone beg for mercy.

Yuan Yu has been a slave for seven years, and Yue Qian has suffered a lot of hardships, and he is indeed tougher and tenacious than ordinary people.

The prince stood aside with his hands behind his back, his face gloomy. He realized that this man could not stay with Zhao Ling, and even after he was exiled to Mengyang City, he must not be spared to avoid endless harm.

I underestimated him in the past.

The guard's whip was swung again, blood drops were thrown off the whip, and the whip hit Yue Qian's body heavily, the pain made Yue Qian blink his eyes, sweat rolled down his forehead like beans.

The guard speeded up the whipping, and he seemed to want to end this drudgery as soon as possible, silently counting the times.

No. 13, No. 14, No. 15...

There was liquid dripping from Yue Qian's eyelids, he couldn't tell whether it was blood or sweat, his consciousness began to be a little fuzzy, looking down at the people in front of him, he felt a sense of relief at the moment.

These few whips should be regarded as his debt to the young master.

Blood dripped from Yue Qian's feet and gathered on the ground where his feet stepped, and the smell of blood was pungent.

The prince frowned, looked at the whip that the guard was about to drop, and also saw the blood man tied to the tree behind the guard.

He has a sense of proportion in his heart, he can teach Yue Qian a lesson, but he can't kill him in front of Zhao Ling.

The prince saw Zhaorui's hurried figure fleeing just now, and knew that he was going to inform Zhaoling, but the prince did not stop him.

The prince asked, "How many times have you been whipped?"

The guard raised the whip and immediately put it down, turned around and reported to the prince: "I beat him with seventeen whips."

The prince asked, "Has he begged for mercy?"

The guard said, "No."

It's really a hard bone, this is not an ordinary caning. Ordinary people are beaten four or five times by such a strong guard, and they have long been crying and begging for mercy.

The prince opened his lips and said, "Continue."

Zhaorui ran to the room where Zhaoling was staying, and slammed on the door: "Eighth brother! Eighth brother! Help me!" At the banquet, Zhaoling drank a lot of wine, and he lay resting in the room, probably already asleep. Next, Zhaorui was very anxious.The crown prince issued an order not to make any noise, so the outside affairs did not reach the ears of other residents in the main courtyard. At this time, the main courtyard was quiet and peaceful.

Zhaoling had indeed laid down, but he hadn't fallen asleep yet. He heard Zhaorui's cry outside the door, and hurriedly put on his clothes and got out of bed.The maid opened the door, and Zhao Ling came out. Seeing the panting Zhaorui, she was astonished: "Brother Seven, what's wrong with you?"

Without any explanation, Zhao Rui grabbed Zhao Ling's hand, pulled him and ran out of the courtyard, saying as he ran, "Yue Yue... Yue Qian...drunk and insulting Meiji, the prince is tying him to a tree and whipping him!"

He was out of breath from running, but he was almost exhausted.

"What did you say!"

Shocked, Zhao Ling withdrew the hand caught by Zhao Rui, and immediately ran out with all her might.

The heart almost jumped out of the chest, Zhao Ling ran faster and faster, Zhao Rui was left far away, only to hear him weak and weak, shouting in a hoarse voice: "Eighth brother...don't look...it's too scary!"

After twenty lashes, the prisoner never begged for mercy, not even a cry of pain.The guard put down his sore arm and cast a complicated look at the man tied to the tree.

Yue Qian's consciousness is blurred, his eyelids are drooping, his upper body is covered with whip marks, bloody and bloody, and the pants he wears are also split into strips due to the whipping, his whole body is like a blood man.

For the crime of trespassing on Prince Biedi's west courtyard and insulting Mei Ji, twenty lashes of him are enough.

The prince didn't have any other orders, and was about to call his subordinates to untie the diving rope and let it down from the tree, when he suddenly saw a figure rushing towards the lake at a very fast speed.

Even though he couldn't see who was coming from a distance, the prince still realized that it was Zhao Ling.

The people who gathered together also heard the sound of running. They all looked back, and then made way silently. They recognized the figure of Gong Ziling, and his face was illuminated by the light of the torch by the lake.

The author has something to say: Director: I will heal Yue Qian's injuries.

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