Qing Ling was taken outside the hall by Emperor Hao's guards and stood in the courtyard where Ru Xiang and the others knelt. The execution officer, because the previous law enforcement had been waiting nearby, came forward again under the guidance of the palace people.

The Whip of Hatred is a weapon left over from before the demise of the demons in the past, and it was cast by the ancient gods to eliminate most of the demonic nature, leaving only a small part of the lethality of the spiritual power of the gods. Later, like other demon holy relics such as the Heavenly Thunder Slash, it became a torture tool used to punish the sinners of the Protoss.

The penal officer who carried the whip was an eyeless and earless man, with a dark brown complexion and a large and strong body, who was a slave paid tribute by the merchants of the Western Continent to the previous emperor. The ancestors of the people had some connections with the demons, so although they had no eyes, they could sense and manipulate the whip of hatred left by the demons.

One of the guards stepped forward and made a few strokes in the judge's palm. The man nodded, and babbled a few more times.

The guards invited Qingling to stand in the middle of the courtyard and bowed aside. Emperor Hao's guards are the most elite and warlike soldiers in the Chaoyan Kingdom, not only outstanding in martial arts, but also in their actions, neither humble nor arrogant, and never show any special look because the object of punishment is the emperor.

The man couldn't see Qingling, let alone know her identity, but he only knew that he had to whip thousands of times this time, which was really a chore. He spread his thick arms and let out a low roar, and his right arm suddenly swung out a red light that struck the center of the courtyard.

Qing Ling's whole body was restrained by a strong force, and his body spun in the air, almost a foot away from the ground. She subconsciously used her divine power to counteract, but she was caught off guard and hit her back with a "snap" and was whipped in the back.

Before his divine sense could set up a defense, it was broken through, and Qing Ling was brutally whipped, and the pain was so painful that even the corners of his eyes burned.

The palace maids who were kneeling around were all terrified when they saw this, and they couldn't help but sobbed in a low voice.

In an instant, it was another fierce whip.

The formless and colorless Hatred Whip, with the demonic consciousness that devoured the spiritual power of the Protoss, smashed into the Qing Spirit again and again like raindrops under the skillful swing of the sling. Every time there was an impact, there was a loud and clear bang, carrying a flash of red light.

Qing Ling concentrated his mind and tried to protect his back with divine power, but the intense pain made his consciousness more and more blurred.

At the beginning, she could still raise her eyes to see the queens and queens who came out of the palace: Ah Jing, who covered her mouth because of fear, and the fifth brother Youning, who did not dare to move forward with wide eyes and a pale face......

Qing Ling can imagine how embarrassed he must be now!

Later, the two princes, Yu Jun and Hao Zhan, also came. But Qing Ling couldn't see their expressions clearly.

Sweat dripped down her messy hair, soaking her forehead and cheeks. Beads of water condensed on her eyelashes, whether they were sweat or tears, and her blocked vision vaguely captured a white shadow, which gradually overlapped with the chaotic images in her mind, and pressed her heart.

Qing Ling spewed out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

The white image moved, but finally froze.

The pain spreads in the heart and reaches the depths of the soul. Qing Ling would rather have this pain come more violently, and let herself pass out like this!

Those sweet and beautiful moments, those gentle and lingering words, can no longer be missed......

Those ridiculous, pathetic, pitiful, shameful hatred and jealousy can disappear forever!

But until the 1,210 lashes were completed, Qing Ling did not completely lose consciousness. But it was the executioner, who collapsed to the ground with exhaustion, gasping for breath.

The hatred whip was withdrawn, and Qing Ling fell to the ground, although he couldn't see any scars on his body, his face was pale, and he couldn't even use the strength to raise his eyes.

Emperor Hao walked out of the Yaohua Palace, looked at Qingling condescendingly for a moment, and ordered the palace people to send her to the dormitory with their shoulders.

He looked around at everyone and said in a deep voice: "Heaven and earth are orderly, and all living beings should obey the mandate of heaven, perform their own duties, and each shall be in its place!" The emperor was punished because she violated the rules of etiquette that she should abide by as a royal family, and "turned to the kneeling palace maid," and she was punished for not fulfilling her duties as a servant! ”

Ru Xiang and the others whimpered in a low voice, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Emperor Hao waved his hand, "Today, the emperor has volunteered to take your place, and it can be regarded as a style of sympathy for his subordinates." I'll spare you once, go back to serve the master, and don't go on a business trip again! ”

Only then did the palace maids realize that the emperor had been whipped for a long time just now, and she was actually being punished on their behalf! For a while, I was grateful and sneering.

Although Emperor Hao punished Qingling, when he talked about it afterwards, he seemed to have a sense of approval. In addition, the rare medicines sent to the Silver Que Hall have always been endless.

Qing Ling lay on the couch for a few days, his body recovered quite quickly, but his spirit has been wilting.

The few maids who came from the palace all remembered the days when Qing Ling first arrived in Lingxiao City. At that time, the emperor was also like this, her eyes were empty, and she didn't speak all day long.

The people in the palace have always regarded the emperor's favor as the most important. Ru Xiang and Yashuang said words of comfort in a different way, saying that His Majesty is actually very strict with all his children, and this time he punished Di Ji just to teach her a lesson, not to snub her from now on.

The queen brought Ah Jing to visit Qingling and said a lot of things like telling her to recuperate. Ah Jing also specially sent a bottle of what is said to be a very valuable beauty tonic for Qing Ling to remember to take every night, so as not to emaciate her appearance due to the damage to her divine power.

With the queen at the beginning, the rest of the princes also visited the Qingling Palace one after another, either to send medicine or to comfort. On the fifth day, Mu Chen also came.

The maid put down the shark curtain next to the couch and invited Mu Chen into the inner room.

Mu Chen stood silently through the curtain for a moment, and saw the green spirit on the couch lying with his back to him, lying sideways, the long and black green silk falling on the pillow, and the graceful figure seemed to reveal a touch of gloom and loneliness.

Mu Chen stretched out his fingers and brushed the gauze curtain as thin as a cicada's wings, slowly sat down on the edge of the couch, and called softly: "Qingling." ”

Qing Ling said "um", but refused to turn around, only said: "The wound on my back is still painful, I can only lie like this, if you have anything to say, just say it." ”

Mu Chen was silent for a long time and asked, "Are you still angry with me?" ”

Qing Ling's heart froze, but he said, "Why should I be angry with you? You are not the one who chases me. ”

Mu Chen had actually heard the content of the conversation between the two from Yan, and guessed the cause and effect in his heart, and when he sighed, there was some shameful joy and panic sweetness.

"If you are not angry with me, why will you not listen to my persuasion, and will you anger your father?"

Qing Ling sneered, "Why do I have to obey your arrangement in everything?" Don't I even have the right to defend myself? ”

Mu Chen said: "It's not that I want to arrange everything for you, it's just that I understand the rules of conduct in this Lingxiao City better than you." If you are willing to listen to me, you will be able to avoid many detours and suffer many of the hardships that I have endured before. ”

Qing Ling said, "Don't use Lingxiao City as an excuse. You've always been like this anyway, you have to decide everything for me, and you have to hide everything from me......"

She paused, regretted what she had just said, and changed the subject and asked, "Is Chun Yuyan gone?" ”

"Hmm. I went to see him the day before yesterday and he was fine. Actually, it doesn't matter if Yan went to Fengyi, I moved to Fuyu Mountain after the year, and it was convenient to meet him. ”

Mu Chen felt that Qing Ling was blaming herself for Yan's matter, so he deliberately made the situation easier to comfort her. But when these words fell into Qing Ling's ears, they touched the hidden pain that she tried to hide in the depths of her heart.

She was silent for a long time, and said lightly: "In this case, you might as well move to Fuyu Mountain now." You're planning something in private, just enough to hide over there and do it in secret. ”

Mu Chen was stunned for a moment, and a slight bitterness appeared in his heart, "There are still some things in Lingxiao City that I need to deal with. Leaving after the year is a helpless thing. ”

Qing Ling still said in a flat tone, "It's just that you want to marry Miss An's family, how much time can it take?" Even if you get engaged first, you will have to wait at least a while before you get married, right? As for Mo Nan Shiyin, she is Chun Yuyan's cousin, and it is convenient for you to move to Fuyu Mountain to have a private meeting with her. If you stay in Soaring City, you'll have to sneak around. When you convince her to reconcile with you, and finalize the marriage with the Monan clan, it's not too late to come back. But this time you have to be careful, lest your people stumble over her before you can marry her into the door. ”

Mu Chen didn't speak for a long time.

Qing Ling always had her back to him, and he couldn't see her expression clearly.

He had already thought of an explanation, but he never expected that her tone would be so light. Analyzing the current situation, he is also calm and nuanced, and the head is the way.

Mu Chen was a little unconvinced, and the words he had thought of could no longer be spoken. He tried to reach out and make her turn around so that he could see her expression clearly, but in the end he lost his courage in a panic.

Qing Ling waited for a while, and saw that Mu Chen never spoke, and his heart was also sad and bitter.

In his heart, what kind of existence is she?

How much trust does he have in her?

Or is it so trivial that you don't even bother to give an explanation?

His plans and intentions, she never knew first.

In order to avoid suspicion, he deliberately kept his distance from her, but he was willing to take the same risk to visit Chun Yuyan and Monan Shiyin in a private meeting on Centennial Day.

He can be nice to her, but he can also be nice to many others for his purposes......

Maybe Chun Yuyan is right, even if she and Mu Chen are not brother and sister, they eventually get married, but that kind of day may not be what she wants!

At the end, Qing Ling opened his mouth coldly: "I'm a little tired, I want to sleep first." Go back. ”

Mu Chen's body did not move, his eyes were always fixed on the green spirit in the shark yarn tent, and after a long time, he answered softly and slowly: "Okay." ”