Wrong Changhuan

The snow falls in the quiet garden, one after another, silently.

Chang Huan didn't expect that Ah Cuo would leave her behind so readily. As soon as he took a trembling step forward, Ah Cuo stretched out his left hand and pinched her neck tightly.

An Cuo said coldly, "What do you want to do? Kill me?"

Chang Huan couldn't breathe, shook his head slightly, grasped Ah Cuo's hand with both hands, wept from pain, and said hoarsely, "Ah...Cuo..."

When An Cuo heard this name again, he let go of his hand suddenly, bent slightly, and stroked his suddenly painful chest with one hand.

Chang Huan coughed a few times, looked at Ah Cuo, stepped forward again, and asked anxiously, "Ah Cuo, what's wrong with you?"

An Cuo pushed suddenly, and Chang Huan fell to the snow.

An Cuo frowned and said coldly, "From now on, you are not allowed to call her by this name again..." Ah Cuo, Ah Cuo, An Cuo didn't know why, hearing her call her once made her heart ache.

Chang Huan's fall didn't hurt, just because the pain was in the eyes, in the heart, not in the body.

A tear fell quietly down the cheek, Chang Huan looked up at Ah Cuo, and said in a low voice, "There was once a person, she said, she wanted to live freely, even if only once... She said, no matter the end of the world , or mountains of swords and seas of fire, all with me... She also said that she wanted to hide me so that no one could find me..."

Chang Huan was talking, tears streaming down his face, but he suddenly smiled, and continued, "She is jealous, but she can also say the most beautiful love words in the world... She doesn't like to laugh, but she has the most beautiful love in the world." Eyebrows and smiles... She doesn't know how to comb her hair, but she said that she would learn Nan'an eighteen styles for me... She also said that she would grow white hair with me..."

An Cuo listened silently, but his heart ached. When he was still in a daze, he saw Lou Xiaolou suddenly entering the courtyard with two guards in black.

An Cuo calmed down, stepped forward and said, "Lou Xiaolou, what are you doing here?"

"An Cuo, I'm now the landlord anyway, can you change your habit of calling people by their first names?" Lou Xiaolou glanced sideways at the fallen man beside the tree with a smirk on his face.

"No." An Cuo repeated with a blank face, "Why are you here?"

"Can't I come to see you if I have nothing to do?" Lou Xiaolou said, skipping An Cuo, squatting in front of Chang Huan, looking at the person in front of him, and said, "Lin Xiaonuan, I heard that you are coming to Jingyuan to do something. Slave, do you really belong to me? My master let you go so easily?"

Chang Huan remained silent, wiped away his tears, and met Lou Xiaolou's eyes.

Lou Xiaolou suddenly reached out and pinched her chin, and said, "Do you have some kind of drug on you? You have confused my master so quickly..." As he spoke, he looked around, and then leaned closer to her face. Huan's neck and face smelled and smelled.

Seeing this, An Cuo clenched his hands unconsciously.

Chang Huan couldn't get rid of it left and right, and it was impossible to retreat. Facing such a promiscuous behavior, he felt a stench hit his face. He couldn't help it anymore, and slapped the person in front of him hard.

Lou Xiaolou didn't expect this, stood up and touched the corner of his mouth, saw blood on his hands, his face changed color, and said viciously, "Lin Xiaonuan, I think you don't want to live anymore..."

An looked at him with contempt, and said coldly, "The people in Jingyuan, it's not the landlord's turn to discipline them..."

"An Cuo, under the watchful eyes of everyone, she slapped me, the host, in the face, that is, slapped Mingyuelou in the face. Don't you just want to let it go? Even if you want to, you have to ask me if you want to!"

An Cuo looked into the eyes of the upstairs and small buildings, and said slowly, "I said, people in Jingyuan, don't bother the landlord to do anything, I will take her to the Discipline Hall to receive the punishment she deserves."

Lou Xiaolou gave an evil smile, and said, "It's snowing heavily today, so it's okay. Why don't I accompany Master An to the Discipline Hall, so that we can see how Master An handles it impartially..." He waved his hand, The guard behind him had already stepped forward, but An Cuo suddenly reached out and blocked the way.

"I said, my people, don't bother the host." An Cuo said coldly, with a whistle in his mouth, and then two guards in black clothes jumped out from the left and right of Jingyuan. But they are all women.

The two knelt on one knee, clasped their fists and nodded, and said in unison, "Master--"

An made a mistake, "One spring, full autumn, take Lin Xiaonuan to the Discipline Hall."

Chang Huan got up, walked to Ah Cuo's side, gave her a dull look, and said, "I'll go by myself!" Then he was followed by two people, one on the left and one on the right, and walked out of Jingyuan first, heading south.

The snowflakes are flying wantonly, as if they have been working hard for a year, and they are finally able to sway freely this winter, venting the pain of the past and blooming a little bit of helplessness.

The distance is vast, except for the occasional few servants running quickly, there is no living thing or color.

There is only that clean white in his eyes, which is very clean like someone's past.

After about half an incense stick, Chang Huan had already arrived at a courtyard with a two-story wooden building. From the outside, it looked like a library.Only the faint blood left in the courtyard shows that this place is different.

On the plaque on the first floor, there are three large red characters in official script written in the Discipline Hall, and two guards in crimson clothes stand beside them.

I saw a person with long hair loose, red lips, and pink clothes. He looked neither male nor female, and he came out with his hands in his hands, and said with a smile on his face, "What a good day today, the host and Hall Master An are not in our yard. Cooking wine and listening to music, why did you come to my marinating place when you have time? Could it be that you asked me to come to eat wine?"

Lou Xiaolou closed his eyes and smiled helplessly, and said, "Taoyao, today I brought someone to exercise your muscles..." He walked in the door first.

An Cuo turned his head slightly, glanced at Chang Huan, and then took a step, and then Chang Huan was pushed into the house by the people behind him.

The room was deserted and lifeless.

There are tables and chairs on the west side, and the other three sides are all kinds of torture instruments, and many of them are still stained with blood.

Lou Xiaolou had already sat on the chair beside the table.

Tao Yao circled around the rest of the people, and finally stopped in front of Chang Huan, and said with a smile, "Could it be that this little beauty offended Hall Master An?" After a pause, she shook her head and muttered, "No, Should have offended the landlord, right?"

Lou Xiaolou sneered, and said, "I offended my superiors and hurt my lord, what should be the punishment according to the law?"

Taoyao raised her orchid finger and said, "This...according to the precepts...thirty rods..." As she spoke, she seemed to be attracted by her slender and white fingers, and looked left and right.

Lou Xiaolou coughed lightly, and Taoyao reluctantly put down her hand.

An Cuo said coldly, "Fifty flogging!" After a pause, he said, "My man, I will do it myself!" The tone was so strong that it seemed unresponsible.

Chang Huan's heart trembled suddenly, and he looked at An Cuo in disbelief.

"Thirty rod punishment, purebred elders like me probably won't be able to get out of bed for half a month, not to mention such a delicate little beauty... I'm afraid she will lie on the bed for the New Year..." Tao Yao blinked again. Seeing An wrongly said, "However, the fifty canings mentioned by Hall Master An are quite reasonable..."

An Cuo frowned slightly, "Do it!"

Yichun and Mantao have stepped forward to untie Changhuan's cloak.

"Wait!" Lou Xiaolou said as he stood up, walked up to Chang Huan, and approached, "Lin Xiaonuan, I'll give you one last chance, if you ask me to let you go back to Jinxiu Garden, I will let you go this time , how? This deal is a good deal..."

Chang Huan looked over viciously, and said, "I won't beg you, let alone leave..."

Lou Xiaolou stepped back a few steps to the chair, smiled and stretched out his hand, "Please--"

Yichun and Manqiu took off Changhuan's cloak, followed by his outer shirt.

In the freezer room, Chang Huan was wearing a white underwear, couldn't help wrapping his arms around him, and shivered.

Tao Yao stretched out her hand and pressed against the wall, only to see a hemp rope as thick as a thumb hanging from the beam, and landed on top of Chang Huan's head.

An Cuo suddenly said angrily, "Go away!" Then he leaned closer to Chang Huan, pulled the rope, but his tone became a little calmer, and said, "Give me your hand..."

A short distance away, Chang Huan stretched out his hands and looked at the face engraved in his heart, not paying attention to when the knot on his hands was tied.

Seeing this, Taoyao stretched out her hand and lifted Chang Huan's arm high, then tied the rope to the wooden stick bracket protruding from the wall.

An Cuo noticed that Chang Huan's feet hadn't left the ground, and then gave Tao Yao a faint look.

Tao Yao smiled slightly, and handed over a half-human long thin bamboo strip in the corner.

The slightly thicker end of the bamboo strip is wrapped with a non-slip hand protection cotton rope.

An took it by mistake, and then slowly approached Chang Huan, leaned close to her right ear, and said in a low voice, "Hold on, scream, it will pass soon..."

Chang Huan tried hard to hear, but nothing came to his ears.

She really wanted to know what Ah Cuo said, but she only saw the indifference on that face.

That expression seemed to say, you asked for it... and it seemed to say, this is your retribution for hurting me...

Wrong, what did you say?

I saw An Cuo take a few steps back, then turned to look at the people on the west side and said, "Yichun, come and count!"

An Cuo lowered his head and looked at the bamboo stick in his hand. He clenched it tightly, then let it go, and then clenched it again, but it was difficult to make a move for a while.

Lou Xiaolou teased, "Master An, if this drags on, it will be dark..."

This aggressive method is very useful.

With a snap, the bamboo stick in An Cuo's hand was thrown towards Chang Huan without warning, and a bloodstain appeared on the white underwear.

Chang Huan felt a burning pain all over his body.

"One, two, three, four, five..." A small voice echoed in the room, but it did not drown out the whipping.

Lou Xiaolou smiled charmingly, tilted her head and rested her chin to watch this scene, as if she was watching a pleasing show.

Chang Huan clenched his teeth, looked straight at Ah Cuo, his eyes were red, but he couldn't help but frowned and hummed in a low voice following the pain in his lower body.

Ah Cuo, when I was beaten before, I thought of you, so I didn't feel the pain anymore.

But why, looking at you now, I feel that the bamboo stick hurts so much.

An Cuo said anxiously, why didn't he scream?She didn't dare to look into Chang Huan's eyes, nor did she dare to stop.She didn't understand, it was Lin Xiaonuan's plan to harm her, why it seemed like it hit her heart.

Chang Huan's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he didn't know when his lips were bitten.

"Eighteen, nineteen, twenty..."

An Cuo suddenly stopped, and said coldly, "Speak up!" Then he turned behind Chang Huan and continued to whip.

The expression on that face seemed to hate the person who was beaten.

Chang Huan couldn't see Ah Cuo, and felt a little flustered. He wanted to turn his head to look, but was forced back again and again by the burning pain.

"39...forty..."

Chang Huan lowered his head, unable to turn his head anymore, he could only murmur in a low voice, "Ah Cuo--" His heart ached so much, his blood surged up, he was suppressed by her, and then passed out from the pain.

"48, 49, fifty." Yichun stopped, and An Cuo also stopped.

An Cuo looked behind Chang Huan in a daze, as if surprised that the scars all over his back to his legs and feet were caused by himself.

Lou Xiaolou got up lazily and said, "Master An, you really are impartial and selfless, really admirable..." As he spoke, he approached An Cuo, and reminded him, "An Cuo, this Lin Xiaonuan is very good at deceiving people. Yes, you should be more careful and don't be fooled by her rhetoric."

After Lou Xiaolou finished speaking, he glanced at Lin Changhuan, and then went out with a smile.

"Yichun, Manqiu, you take her back to Jingyuan first, and give her medicine!" An Cuo paused and said, "Take care of her..."

The two agreed, and then untied Chang Huan, just put on a cloak, and then one of them covered her on his back, and quickly went out the door with his back on his back, and ran towards the Jingyuan in the north.

Only An Cuo and Tao Yao were left in the room.

An Cuo still froze in place, not moving.

Tao Yao gently snatched the bamboo stick from An Cuo's hand, threw it to the corner, and then said solemnly, "It seems that this little beauty is very special in your heart...you try to think of her in every possible way, but it's hard for you."

Lou Xiaolou may not know it, but as the head of the Discipline Hall, these tricks cannot be hidden from Taoyao.

Fifty flogging sounds like a lot, but it is much lighter than thirty stick punishment.Flesh trauma, at most three to five days lying on the bed, can go to the ground.

And An Cuo was even smarter. The first twenty blows seemed to be heavy, but they were really merciless, and they were for everyone's eyes and ears.

The silver-winged purple cicada sword used by An Cuo is a soft sword. She knows better than anyone else how to control the strength and sound, so the next thirty strokes are really releasing water. The thunder is loud and the rain is falling. Small, it is estimated that after applying the ointment for a day or two, it will be all right.

An Cuo lowered his brows and eyes, as if he had lost his strength, and said softly, "Taoyao, do you have any wine?"

"My Taoyao's peach blossoms are drunk, you don't know? I don't care if I'm full or drunk... Please go upstairs..."

An Cuo said and followed Tao Yao up to the second floor.

This place is very different from the first floor, with a huge room, a guzheng facing the window, half a wall of ancient books, and half a wall of strange and unfinished instruments of torture.On the other side, there is a shelf of wine bottles, all of which are self-brewed peach blossom drunks.

An Cuo unceremoniously picked up a jug, pulled off the lid and poured it into his mouth.

Tao Yao felt sorry for the wine being ruined, and comforted her, "Slow down...drink like this, you should be drunk before the pot is finished..."

An Cuo staggered and sat down on the short table in the middle of the room.

Tao Yao also took a pot of wine, sat opposite An Cuo, and said, "As your only friend, I want to say a few words to you..."

"You are not my friend..."

"You always say that, so tell me, have you ever asked other people to drink?" Tao Yao rolled her eyes and said, "Although I said that I only have good wine here, but then again, I only have good wine. You as a friend..."

"Noisy..." An Cuo said, raising his head and taking a few more gulps.

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