Chu Meng was dragged into the firewood room, two guards pushed her to the pyre, Chu Meng pounced on it, the old firewood from the old pile emitted a decay breath, mostly some fire-burning branches, Chu Meng only felt a few stings in her cheeks, the thin branches were sharp, and easily cut through her delicate flesh. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Outside the house, there was another man who looked like an old mother, who was wide and fat, with a dark brown ribbon tied to his round back, and rolled up his sleeves as he entered the house, as if he wanted to make a good play. Chu Meng quietly raised her eyes to look, she had never seen it, Xu came to the house with the Tongzhou brothers and sisters.

"Miss Wei Zhen is kind-hearted and thinks about the girl. The grandmother said, "Miss thinks that the guards in the house are all men, and they are executed, in case some of them break their clothes and expose their bodies, after all, the girl is not married, but the old body can be called to say, what is the shame of such a girl who hides men's things, just a slut, I don't know how many men have seen and touched this body, how can I send these two guards in the house?"

Mama laughed when she said this, and the two guards waiting on the side were a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said, "If this matter has been handed over to Mama, then I will go down later." ”

"Go ahead. Mama took out the whip from her bosom and straightened it out, "They all say that the guards in Wuyi Alley have the ability, but I don't know that my princess also has her own way, today I don't need to use a spicy whip to open this little girl's mouth, I will follow your surname!"

Mama laughed. The guard smiled dryly, and glanced at the first dream, she had already crouched on the pyre with a clear face, quite hard, and then looked at the whip in the hand of the princess, which was thicker than the one who drove the horse, and the horse was still thick, if the whip hit a person, I didn't dare to think about it. The guards were also afraid that if someone really died, Fu Xuan Gongzi would not give up, they were caught in the middle of it and it was not good to be a person, so it was best to get rid of it, so they said, "If there is nothing to do, we will close this door, and we must hear what Mama commanded us to call us in the house." ”

"Go ahead. Wang Po was a little impatient, and urged them to go again and again, the door of the firewood room creaked and closed from the outside, and a window in the firewood room had been covered by the firewood pile, and the house only held half a broken candle in the dark, and the sunlight outside was carved into a beam of light from the perforated flower case on the door, and the dust in the firewood room was lit up in the beam.

"Is the girl in the first dream?" Wang Po laughed fiercely, "I heard that the girl is very popular with the son of Xuan, such a good son does not get along, how can he be mixed with the pair of Huan, it is really born in the blessing and does not know the blessing." Today, my princess also wants to open her eyes, how delicate is the skin and flesh that Fuxuan Gongzi loves, and can withstand these whips?"

"Mama, if the first dream has not been done, it has not been done, even if the first dream is killed, it has not been done. ”

"I forgot you know, my mother-in-law was the grandmother who pryed the spies in Tongzhou at that time, the man was tall and big, but he was arrogant before he confessed his guilt, guess what, and finally obeyed and knelt in front of my mother-in-law's knees to beg for mercy, there was no good skin on the whole body, that person was wasted, but a spy, even if he died, no one cared, it was really a pity to die. ”

"I got here today, and the first dream didn't think about leaving completely, but life and death are small, Qingyu is big, and what has not been done, even if he dies here, the first dream will not admit it. ”

"Coincidentally, the servant never said the same thing before the execution, that is called a loyal martyr, and it is said that we wronged him and walked away as if he was flying frost in June, and it came later, hum. Wang Po said and raised the whip, very familiar, full of strength, pumped the whip down, very suddenly, the first dream was caught off guard, only to hear a thunder on the back of the first dream, the sound of the explosion even outside the house can be heard, the first dream's clothes suddenly cracked, even the inner layer of the body is cracked, revealing a snow-white skin and white satin belly pocket.

The first dream was so painful that her body trembled, and she unconsciously raised her belly, and the faint white skin was contained in the tattered clothes, but she still couldn't stop the self-colored luster, and the daylight was like shimmering gold. Saying that, he twitched the whip again, and the whip had already roared in the air before touching her body, and when it fell on her body, she only heard a crisp sound of firecrackers, and the strength of her arm was all stored on her thin muscles, Wang Po was vicious, and turned to her face, and when the explosion dissipated, the long blood stains from the side cheeks slipped down the neck to the back, and the skin of the face could not hold on, and a bloody hole was already opening up and was pouring blood.

At this moment, the first dream was so stinging that he almost fainted, and Wang Po's voice sounded in his ears like thunder: "Are you a spy from the Nanling Palace?!"

"No...... It's not ......" Chu Dream replied, but found that the whip fell on her cheeks, and her face was so squeaky that she couldn't make a sound.

"Let me ask you again, is it a spy from the Nanling Palace?!"

"Not ......"

"Okay, you hard-mouthed dead girl, see if I don't kill you today!"

As if the tenacity of Chu Meng provoked her majesty, Wang Po's eyes showed a fierce light, and she swung the whip several times in a row, and the sound of crackling was endless, and she couldn't tell which one was which, every time she hit, Chu Meng couldn't help but shrink her body, not that she was timid, but that the skin of her whole body curled up involuntarily.

After a few strokes, Wang Po seemed to vent her personal anger and dissipate some anger, the whip was heavy, she waved it so much that she was sweating on her forehead, and the forehead of the first dream was also wet, and the beads of sweat were rolling down one by one. Wang Po was panting, and Chu Meng was also panting, but her breath was already weak.

"You...... Is it or not...... The spies of the Nanling Palace?" Wang Po spat out a mouthful of phlegm, and her breath was still not even.

Chu Meng was speechless, but he still glared at her angrily, and there was a rare fire in his eyes, as if he was saying, either or not.

"Is it or not?" the princess lashed again.

At this moment, the first dream only felt a violent stinging pain flashed in the heart, as if the heart pulse was stirred together, breathing urgently, chest tightness, frowning only to feel that the stars in front of him, the black veil rose again, ethereal and blindfolded, then curled up slightly, with his hands to protect the heart, her face was dripping with sweat, soaked so that her eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips were all wet, and twisted into a ball of pain, and her body was also covered with sweat, as if someone was fishing up from the water, and mixed with the torn skin and flesh, as if a puddle of clear blood dripped up and down her body.

Chumeng's lips turned pale, her eyes were half-closed, and the blood on her body was all over her body, and the pain couldn't even stir her to wake up.

Wang Po saw that she seemed to be moving, only that it was under the whip, and it was common for the tortured person to faint, not only did she not relent, but she also reflected on whether she was not ruthless enough, and she sweated all over her body and did not pry her mouth, so she gasped a few more times, and shouted outside the house: "Prepare salt and chili water to moisten the whip, if you don't let this little girl loosen her mouth today, I won't go out of this door!"

After waiting for a while, she heard shouting outside the house, but no one answered her words.