The sun was scorching, and the light in the torture room was so bright that it made people's eyes sour.

Chu Wunian was escorted by Yutang and tied to a cold stool, and the person holding the stick on the side was Leng Song, the head of the torture room, this place was a nightmare for the people in the house.

"Twenty sticks."

She was thin, and Yutang looked at her distressedly.

Leng Song's strength in holding the stick is very strong, and a stick down is enough to make people sweat, Chu Wunian gritted his teeth tightly, and refused to call out half-sound.

In the end, I fainted in pain.

Lin Chuyin is the young lady of the Dingguo Mansion, and she doesn't want to wade into this troubled water.

Yutang watched this scene in horror, and returned to Zhao Zhixun to make a mistake, "Master, the person has been carried back to the side room." ”

Zhao Zhixun snorted lightly, "Got the medicine?" ”

The weight of Leng Song's hand, he knew it in his heart.

Yutang shook his head, without his orders, how could he dare to administer medicine easily.

Sensing the oncoming coldness, he hurriedly said, "The slave is going!" ”

Zhao Zhixun twisted his eyebrows, "Let Mama Wang go." In his words, there was a faint hint of displeasure.

"Hey!"

Stunned for a moment, Yutang pulled out his legs and ran out.

At the time of the unitary, Mama Cui beside the Xiao family brought someone over, stood outside Zhao Zhixun's house, and said softly: "Childe, the old lady wants to invite the new attendant in your courtyard to come over." ”

Zhao Zhixun lifted his robe and walked out, smiling, "Mama Cui has worked this trip, he offended Miss Lin today, and he was punished by me and is lying on the bed at the moment, so he must not be able to go." ”

Mama Cui frowned, and only bowed her head at him after a moment, "That's the old slave bothering." ”

"You walk slowly."

Zhao Zhixun was still smiling, his eyebrows and eyes gentle.

Yutang, who told Mama Wang to come back after taking medicine, patted her heart and said, "Fortunately, Miss Wunian can't go, otherwise she will be punished more severely by the old lady." ”

"She brought it on herself."

Zhao Zhixun glanced at the man's side room, sneered and turned his head to walk in.

Yutang scratched his head, he obviously cared about others just now.

The next day, the sunlight shone in through the window, Chu Wunian opened her eyes slightly, only to find that it was dawning again, and she was sleeping on her stomach.

On the low stool next to the bed, there was a bottle of plaster and a handkerchief.

The door was pushed open, she subconsciously turned around and saw Mama Wang coming in with a basin of water, "Mama Wang, you gave me medicine?" ”

She moved, and the wound on her back was torn painfully.

"It was ordered by the prince, and the prince punished you first, otherwise you will have a great hardship." Mama Wang had palpitations, yesterday she went out to the door with the ointment, and happened to see Mama Cui leaving from the Qilin Courtyard with someone, so frightened that she hurriedly hid in the house.

Chu Wunian lay on the pillow and frowned, "So, I still have to thank him?" ”

"Alas, in short, you have to avoid some people from the old lady's side in the future." Mama Wang sighed, only lowered her head to wipe her wounds, and didn't dare to say anything more.

"Mama Xie, mention it."

After being stunned for a moment, Chu Wunian turned his head and thanked her.

After a while, Zhou Fulin will leave Chang'an City, and there are many things to take care of in the court, and Zhao Zhixun is busy communicating with his courtiers, so he has no time to ask Chu Wunian about it.

On this day, seeing that there was a touch of gray and white clothes around him, Zhao Zhixun found that her injuries had healed, and his face was sunburned, "The female slave who came out of the Youting Court is a fight against the beating." ”

If this is a little maid on the house, she may have to lie down for more than half a month.

Chu Wunian made a cup of tea, held it in both hands and served it to him, opened his small mouth towards him, and whispered, "Thank you, Lord Wang." ”

It looks very docile.

Zhao Zhixun's eyes were inky, "Beaten, honest?" ”

"The prince's twenty sticks of slaves and maids can still stand it, but if it is the old lady's twenty sticks, the lives of the slaves and maids may be gone."

Chu Wunian lowered his head, and the hand holding the teacup stretched forward an inch further, and his white wrist appeared from under his sleeve.

Zhao Zhixun's Adam's apple moved slightly, and the cold touch came to his heart again, it was very strange, how many famous ladies had taken off their clothes in front of him, he didn't even look at it, and this one in front of him made him want to touch it.

His slender fingers stretched out and nodded at her wrist, which was also cold.

Chu Wunian raised his head and looked at Zhao Zhixun in confusion, the tip of his nose was still slightly wrinkled, and the small mole on it was even more conspicuous.

Zhao Zhixun was not flustered, nodded in front of her again, and said seriously: "You have stood for so long, this tea is cold." ”

"The slave goes and gets a cup."

Sure enough, Chu Wunian didn't see his thoughts, and obediently turned his head to rebrew.

Zhao Zhixun lightly sunned, "This is about the same." ”

At the end of the day, Zhao Zhixun was in a very good mood, so much so that when Song Chengyu and Shen Weizhi came over, he grinned.

"What's wrong with your master? Isn't it evil? Song Chengyu leaned over to Chu Wunian and asked with disgust.

As soon as Chu Wunian wanted to shake his head, a book smashed at Song Chengyu, so frightened that he hurriedly took a step back.

"It doesn't seem to be evil."

Seeing his thin lips pursed into a straight line again, Song Chengyu walked towards him with a grin.

Shen Weizhi took him a mat, turned his head and said to Zhao Zhixun: "I heard that the one in the palace has made a lot of trouble in the past two days. ”

Zhao Zhixun plucked the geraniums in the incense burner and sneered: "No matter how much she makes a fuss, the sixth and second princes will go out to collect taxes at the beginning of next month." ”

"I'm afraid that before the second prince goes, this matter will change again." Shen Weizhi said in a low voice.

Song Chengyu lifted his robe and sat down obediently, his face was worried, "Yes, this kind of thing has not happened before." ”

After the week, the means have turned a lot of things around.

"Isn't there another Su Jinse? Our Royal Highness the Crown Prince has always cherished beauties. Zhao Zhixun covered the top of the incense burner, and a wisp of green smoke rose from the top of the stove and dispersed.