Ming Shiyin saw the prince crying and howling bitterly, and he only felt very happy! asked the prince to think of some bad ideas to harm him, and proposed to his father and queen mother that he would use rattan to whip his buttocks, so that he would not hurt his life if he only hurt his flesh and skin. Now this proposal has been accepted by the father, and all the rattans are pumped to the prince's own ass, so that the prince can take his bad idea!

The palace man who was in charge of the execution was already angry today, and now the emperor ordered him to beat him to death. He also happened to round his arms, and exerted all his strength to show his grievances today.

The palace man who was in charge of the punishment deliberately raised the rattan high and pulled it down hard. The rattan broke through the wind and slammed on the prince's pampered buttocks, and with a snap, the rattan was drawn firmly, even through the clothes and pants, and felt very painful.

The prince howled miserably, and twisted in pain. The two palace people around him were as big as oxen, and they knocked the prince's body on the bench, and one palace man grabbed the prince's feet with both hands, even if the prince hurt and twisted again, the whole person was still held on the bench, pouting and waiting for another beating.

Syllable! Another hard rattan! I pumped it down firmly!

"Father's life! Stop it! Yes! Stop it! The prince cried and cried, and he struggled desperately on the stool, but the rattan slapped his ass impartially and hard every time, and it was firm.

The prince only felt that his buttocks were hot and painful and swollen, and he couldn't hit him again. But before his screams fell, another fierce rattan slammed into his aching and swollen buttocks, and the sudden pain made him burst into tears.

"Father! Please! Stop! I can't stand it anymore! I'm going to die! The prince whimpered completely in spite of his face, and before he could finish his voice, the rattan struck mercilessly at his swollen and painful place, and his face was distorted with a scream.

The emperor snorted coldly and didn't look at the prince. He only felt that only when the beating hurt would he have a long memory! is now so cheating on my younger brother, intending to play with my parents in applause, and if I don't teach him a good lesson, there will be even bigger chaos in the future.

"Oops! Queen mother! I'm going to die! Oops! Help me intercede! The prince's face was pale, and he was trembling and crying bitterly.

Syllable! The relentless rattan was pumped down sharply without stopping. The ruthless rattan whirred on his body, and blood could be faintly seen oozing out of his clothes and pants, which was hard enough.

The prince howled miserably, frowning his eyebrows in pain, twisting his body desperately, and being viciously caught again! The intense pain in his flesh and the despair of not being able to struggle made him look particularly pitiful, and he began to cry and struggle, whipped by the rattan, and each pain was more intense than before, violently stimulating his nerves.

The queen saw that the prince was crying and screaming in pain, and secretly wiped her tears. Every time she saw the prince screaming at being pumped by rattan, her heart trembled, how could the flesh that fell from her body not hurt? After all, the prince is much older, and although she is heartbroken to do such an outrageous thing, it is difficult for her to dissuade her.

The prince was so painful that he almost fainted, but every time he was whipped like a thunderstorm, he would tear his throat and wake up screaming. He lay on the stool and began to cry loudly, crying hysterically and crying: "Father! Queen mother! I was wrong! Alas! ”

"Don't fight anymore! I really know it's wrong! Alas! ”

"Father, I admit my mistake! It's me who shouldn't have kidnapped the ivy! Yes! ”

"Please, stop! Not! It's that I shouldn't have hurt my brother! Woo..."

"Brother! Help me! I'm going to be killed! Yes! ”

Ming Shiyin originally felt quite relieved, but later saw that after the prince was caught, the rattan was pumped hard and spicy. Ming Shiyin felt trembling when he saw it, it was really hard to imagine what it was like to have such a ruthless rattan on his body, the prince had been hit so many times on his ass, it was estimated that it had already bloomed, and it was miserable to think about.

Every time the prince cried in pain, Ming Shiyin felt a little relieved. When the prince screamed like that just now, Ming Shiyin pursed his lips, and almost couldn't help but go to his father and queen mother to plead coquettishly. But when his gaze narrowed over the scaly whip marks on Chunteng's body, the anger in his heart rose again.

You must know how desperate and pitiful Chunivy was when he was whipped hard by rattan at that time. Now for the prince, it's just a matter of slapping his ass with a rattan, it's just a pain, and it's going to kill him. For a person like the prince, it is natural to let him suffer enough before he will know that he is wrong!

Ming Shiyin then stretched out his hands to cover his ears, not wanting to hear the prince's wail again, lest he soften his heart for a while and regret it later.

After the palace man in charge of the punishment broke a rattan, it was almost beaten.

The prince was lying on a bench, his face was bloodless, his face was full of tears, his throat was hoarse, he could no longer scream, and his head was as heavy as a lead ball, and he couldn't lift it. He trembled and couldn't stop shaking again, there was a puddle of urine under the stool, his buttocks were already swollen high, and his clothes and pants were covered with dark red blood, which showed how hard he was beaten.

The palace people who carried out the execution were all panting and kneeling down at this moment, waiting for the next order.

When the emperor saw the prince like this, he seemed to be angry, and only said: "Did I say stop?" ”

The palace man in charge of the punishment was taken aback, and immediately replied: "But if you continue to fight, the prince may..."

The emperor sneered: "Didn't the prince himself say it, just pumping his ass hurts, and he can't die." He can use this advice to his own brother, and I'll see how good he is and how many beatings he can take! ”

When the palace man in charge of the execution heard this, he looked down at the broken rattan. Immediately retreated, and took a new oily and slippery rattan, this rattan is strong and shiny, and it is even more painful to look at.

When the prince heard what the emperor said, he cried whining: "Father, I was wrong! I was wrong! I shouldn't have had such a bad idea! I was really wrong! Please don't fight! I already know it's wrong! If I keep fighting, I'll really be killed! ”

When the emperor saw the prince's miserable appearance, the anger in his heart was extinguished, and he casually asked the palace people who were in charge of the execution: "How many fights?" ”

The palace man in charge of the punishment raised his head and replied: "Back to Your Majesty, it's thirty-two." ”

When the prince heard this, his pale eyes widened: "I'm dying of pain, I'm only thirty-two?" Are you mean to harm me, you lowly minion? ”

The palace man in charge of the punishment immediately knelt down and kowtowed, and replied tremblingly: "Your Highness, don't wronged the slaves, I remember the number, you are a golden branch and jade leaf, and the slaves dare not fight more!" ”

"Fart! I think you did it on purpose! How can you stop if you don't count enough! The prince yelled hysterically, he really didn't want to take a beating. He was lying on his stomach now, and his nerves were irritated by bouts of sharp pain. He is now full of fear and fear of rattan.