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Then, he saw Hua Muhan get up from under the tree and walk towards the room.

Only a moment, that is, when he walked to the door, he saw that Hua Muhan had walked out of the room with a gloomy face, followed by the little girl Su Ye.

When he heard that the pottery bowl had been broken by the little girl, his heart was full of doubts.

Because, during the time that the little girl walked into the inner room, he was walking over step by step, and he didn't hear the slightest sound of the pottery bowl falling to the ground.

Sun Quan is not there, it's not the little girl, it's not herself, so there are only two people left who can break the pottery bowl in the flower garden, the master and the stinky boy.

The master naturally won't, if he breaks it himself, there is no need to wronged a little girl.

Now, the biggest suspect is that stinky boy.

She has the time to commit the crime, and she is completely qualified to commit the crime.

It's just that the only thing that makes him can't figure it out is that Hua Muhan, like him, knows that the pottery bowl was not broken by Su Ye, so why do you have to say that she broke it?

This matter is too strange, he has been observing words and emotions for many years, and knows that the Tao inside is a bit deep, and it is not good to say more.

Hua Muhan looked at Changting's eagerness to defend Su Ye, slowly stood up from the chair, and asked in a cold voice slowly: "Baili Changting, let me ask you one last time, that pottery bowl, was it really broken by you?"

Chang Ting's face was extremely firm, and he nodded at him without hesitation, "The pottery bowl was broken by Chang Ting, please punish the lord." ”

Hua Muhan turned around and walked to the room, and his cold voice smashed into everyone's ears, "Beat her for twenty boards." ”

"Master!" Changting ...... "Dusty and Yan saw that things were going to make a big fuss, and she couldn't continue to be silent."

Hua Muhan's footsteps paused slightly, but before he could speak to stop Chenyan from speaking, the other person had already spoken first, "I don't need you to help me intercede, I broke the bowl, and I should be punished! You stand far away, don't splash the blood on your body! If you speak again, don't blame me for breaking off friendship with you!"

The dust and smoke were covered by Changting's words.

Looking at it like this, the "murderer" who smashed the jar is indeed this stinky boy, but why does the master have to say that it is Su Ye?

Hua Muhan looked sideways slightly, "Don't do it yet." ”

When several servants heard this, they hurriedly went down to prepare.

Dusty and furious were full of contradictions, and under Chang Ting's successive glare, he gave up the idea of interceding for her.

Su Ye gently tugged at Chang Ting's sleeve, Chang Ting pushed her to Chenyan's side, and comforted her in a low voice: "Stand here well, isn't it just a few hits, I can hold on." Remember not to talk too much, when you are beaten, you can make a few more good dishes for me when you go back. Hold my brother in his arms and cover his eyes. ”

Su Ye frowned tightly, and reluctantly hugged Xiao Feibai into his arms.

Several servants brought a bench and board.

Chang Ting glanced at the big plank and grinned secretly.

I remember when I was eight years old, because I was greedy for fun, I didn't recite "The Art of War", and I was punished by the "old leader" for thinking about it for two hours.

and when he was a freshman in high school, the stinky boy was bullied by a few gangsters outside the school, and he singled out the five of them. Because of the scratch on his arm, he was discovered by the "leader" when he went home, and he was punished for squatting and standing up 500 times.

Looking at this big plank today, it's too simple and crude.

With a bite of her teeth and a horizontal heart, she fell on her stomach and began to silently remember in her heart that she was a living Lei Feng.

When the board hit her ass heavily, Xiao Feibai struggled in Su Ye's arms, and a whining sound came out of her throat.

Chang Ting's hand clutched the leg of the stool, gritted his teeth and endured the pain: "Su Ye, you take my brother and walk away, and come over when the fight is over!"

Su Ye shook his head, hugged Xiao Feibai tightly, covered his eyes with his hand, and said in a firm tone: "I'm waiting for you here." ”

The board fell again and again in an orderly manner, and the dust and smoke couldn't bear to close their eyes again and again.

In the room, Hua Muhan sat on a chair, his face gloomy to the extreme.

Every time the board fell, his heart ached.

He wished she would shout a few times, hoping that she would beg for mercy, but she didn't hum except for the heart-pounding "pop" sound.

His hands tightened tighter and tighter, and the armrests of his chair were almost broken.

When the fifteenth blow was reached, the dust and smoke could no longer be seen, and the servant who had stopped the execution with his hand raised, jumped up the stone steps, and walked towards the room.

"Master, let me ...... for her for the remaining few times"

Hua Muhan's eyes glanced at him coldly, and he immediately fell silent, frowning.

Chang Ting heard the words of dust and smoke outside, raised his upper body slightly in pain, and looked at the door of the room, "I don't need you to replace me, let me take a breath well, this stop will hurt even more! Okay, go on, please hurry up!"

Hua Muhan's teeth clenched, and all his nerves were tensed.

Changting didn't know that she had inadvertently challenged Hua Muhan's limits.

Seeing that there was no hope for intercession, Dusty and Smoke hurriedly withdrew again.

The plank in the servant's hand was raised high again.

Su Ye closed his eyes and hugged Xiao Feibai and turned his back.

Chang Ting's hands grabbed the legs of the stool, his forehead pressed against the surface of the stool, and his whole body tensed and waited for the painful board to fall.

"Enough!"

The people in the room finally couldn't hold it anymore.

Hearing that low shout, everyone outside the house breathed a sigh of relief.

Chenyan and Su Ye ran over to help each other.

As soon as Chang Ting raised her head, she revealed her distorted and hideous face, and said with a grin: "You two are too boring, aren't you? Seeing me lying here and being beaten, you won't tell a joke or sing a song, and divert my attention!

The blame was not over, and she came to help him with the help of dust and smoke, and she reached out and twisted his arm.

Chenyan was angry and distressed, rubbing his arm, while baring his teeth and slanting at her fiercely, "You just don't clean up, you deserve to bloom! These fifteen boards can't be gagged, so they should be doubled!"

Chang Ting made a gesture to hit him, but he pulled the wound on his buttocks, hissing in pain and gasping in pain, "Mom! there won't be a scar on the buttocks, right? ”

"Aren't you quite tough, you don't even snort, why are you cowardly now?" Although the dust smoke was hurting her, his eyes were looking behind her with concern.

"I'm not afraid that I will shout, you two will be uncomfortable on the side, you can't even figure this out, your brain is really enough!

In the room, Hua Muhan got up, hesitated for a long time, and still didn't walk to the door.

"Alright, stop screaming, follow me back to my room, I have medicine there. As he spoke, he squatted in front of her, "Lie on my back, I'll carry you in." ”

(To be continued.) )