Chapter 67: Draw the whip

"It hurts! How good is it if there is a scar......

"It's all Qing'er, a dead girl!" Zhao Qinmeng immediately grabbed Qing'er's clothes, "Why are you so careless?" ”

"Qing'er damn it...... The spout of the teapot is much larger than what we usually use, and Qing'er was careless...... and poured more. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Okay, you're a young man, you actually shirked it to the teapot!" Yu Keren echoed.

"Qing'er didn't ......" Qing'er cried like that.

"I know that the prince is very fond of his sister who is in the middle of the night, you are like this, how can I explain to the prince? You wait, see if I don't kill you today! Zhao Qinmeng said, and began to look for things that could hit people everywhere.

It's obviously insincere, otherwise, it's better to slap her directly.

"Sister, I have a guy here." Just as Zhao Qinmeng was looking for it, I suddenly pulled out the golden whip from my waist.

"Smack!" Thrown to the ground, it is a crackling sound.

Zhao Qinmeng obviously didn't expect me to use such a trick, so she was stunned.

"This maid should be disciplined well." I covered the wound with my sleeve and got up slowly, "It doesn't matter if I hurt the night today, if I hurt my sister tomorrow under the pretext of carelessness, it will be a big sin." ”

The rhetoric is poignant and unassailable. I swung the whip, but luckily it hurt my left hand, so it didn't get in my way.

"Today, I will discipline this maid for my sister at night, my sister should have no objection, right?"

"This ......" Zhao Qinmeng hesitated, but gritted his teeth and endured it, "Of course not." ”

Yu Keren stepped forward to persuade him: "Sister, this ...... A little punishment is fine, and don't get killed. ”

"The night is naturally measured, this maid, my sister thinks there must be something available, and the night will never be too difficult." As I spoke, I shook the whip again, and the terrible "pop" sound sounded again, and Qing'er's whole body trembled into a puddle of soft mud.

"Don't you beg for mercy?" I stepped forward step by step, expecting Qing'er to reveal the conspiracy and discourse of the two masters like the talented ones last time, so that I could have a handle to give them a dismount.

"No...... Qing'er ...... Mistakes were made...... It's well deserved. "Qing'er can't finish her words, but she still protects the two masters, which I never expected.

The anger in my heart really can't be hidden.

This pair of master and servant staged such a good show in my Allure Courtyard, and I couldn't even catch some tricks in the end!

With a whip down, Qing'er was not lightly injured.

I practice martial arts, and my strength is naturally heavy. With only five points of strength, Qing'er left a long blood mark on her body.

Looking at her stubborn expression, I was even more angry.

"Do you know it's wrong?" That Zhao Qinmeng, just burned me, and took the opportunity to mock, it's so hateful! Since I couldn't touch her, I took the slave out of my anger.

"Know...... Qing'er ...... Knowing ......" fell to the ground, Qing'er's face turned pale.

I wanted to swing a few more whips, but the former people stepped forward to stop me, knelt down, and the former people's eyes were full of tears: "Master, the former people begged for Qing'er to intercede, and begged the master to spare her." ”

"Why?" I don't know.

"They are all servants of the palace...... Please spare her, this whip, she is afraid that it will take more than a month to recover...... "The former man is giving me the stairs."