Chapter 154: Don't Look at It, It'll Be Okay Soon

"She... Nian's charm Baylor Ye.. Long live the Lord gave Nian a staff of clothes. Hair cutting head... At three o'clock in the afternoon, in front of the noon gate.."

Su Peisheng knelt on the ground with a puff and said tremblingly.

"Stripping. . . Clothes cane!! โ€

The pain of being imprisoned was not as good as hearing these four words, and at this time, Yinzhen only felt that his blood was surging, and he was about to fall and almost unable to stand on his feet.

Stripping the court staff, that is, stripping naked, beating with wooden sticks, and also having to be executed in front of the noon gate, in front of the civil and military officials and the people.

Huang Ama is trying to force her to death, she even died... It's all so humiliating.

"Yinzhen! Fourth brother! โ€

Yinren watched his unsuccessful fourth brother pull out his legs and run wildly in the direction of the noon gate.

But he felt happy in his heart, people with flesh and blood, and weakness of handles, were easy to handle.

Outside the noon gate, civil and military officials came and went, and the people who passed by gathered one after another, watching the eunuch on Xingtai peel off a beautiful woman's clothes.

When the last fig leaf was torn off, Nian Yaoyue shook her head with a wry smile.

In this life, the fourth master is destined to be her calamity, as if fate is unbearable, the more crazy she flees, the more fate brings her closer to him.

The more I turned my face, the more I saw him, and he was running towards her.

"Go back! Don't look, I won't allow you to look at it, don't come here, I'll be fine soon..."

Even if she was not an inch, she was watched by so many people, and was overwhelmed by those obscene eyes, she never let go of her stubbornness and pride, and she never shed a single tear.

can see that the fourth master rushed towards her regardless of it. A tear of collapse still quietly slipped down his cheeks.

At this time, Yinzhen had already rushed to Nian's face, and he took off his robe and was about to put it on Nian's body.

At this time, his heart was shattered like glass, and he was pricked with blood at the slightest touch, how to clean it up?

"Don't look .. Let's go! I'm fine. โ€

Her eyes were filled with two lakes of water, she smiled as if there was nothing, and stretched out her hand to deceive herself to block the eyes of the fourth master.

Su Peisheng, who was standing behind the fourth master, saw a familiar little eunuch from the same township who was also watching the execution, and hurriedly asked him to avoid it.

Because Su Peisheng knows that everyone who witnesses Nian's embarrassment today will one day die without a place to be buried.

"Okay.."

Yin Zhen hooked his lips and smiled, behind the smile, is the soul of clenched teeth.

His heart was turned upside down.

But in the eyes of others, Sibeile Yinzhen, who has never been smiling, is just a little quieter than usual, and no one will find it strange.

Yin Zhen calmly stepped aside. It seems that the people and things in front of him have nothing to do with him.

He never made mistakes in this life, never indulged, always quiet and introverted, and always introspective.

Always knows how to stop in moderation, he has lived seriously and restrained in his long life.

What else can be said? When it comes to it again, it is the loneliness of the earth.

Aixinjue Luo Yinzhen, just because of this supreme surname, he is destined to walk in loneliness, and his love affair is the same.

But at this moment, in his life, he has a silent and silent faith, and that faith is the stubborn woman in front of him, her name is Nian Yaoyue.

He couldn't get close to her, he couldn't say love.

He couldn't speak, and he couldn't speak.

It will not leave a gap to breed rumors, so I close my lips tightly and say one more word is an extravagant hope.

In front of the sound of the board one after another, he stood still and told himself all the surging.

Affection always seems to be ruthless, and it has always been like this.

But some emotions are like a burning quilt, no open flame, no sound.

Only insiders know that it's burning painfully.

Half of the people in the Forbidden City have seen Nian's body.

Sunset over the Forbidden City.

At dusk and sunset in the autumn wind, the moon in the water and the people in the mirror, without exception, leaked straight into the infinite abyss.

Yin Zhen closed his eyes and turned his back, she said, don't look, he can't bear to refuse.

When the thirty strokes of the stripping staff were over, Yin Zhen turned around silently and wrapped the robe around Nian's body, which was covered in blood.

"Lord Belle, there is still the punishment of cutting off the head of the hair has not yet been executed." The eunuch who was intensifying the sentence said in embarrassment.

"Su Peisheng, bring a knife!" Yinzhen's tone was the same as before, indifferent and cold.

Holding the scattered green silk in his hand, he felt that the green silk was like a flame, and his burning palm hurt.

Gritting his teeth, his hand rose and fell, and the green silk was cut off.

"Sister!"

Nian Qianyao, who rushed to the stage with a cloak, and the Nian family and the Qiu family, their eyes were red one by one.

"Let's all go home!"

Nian Yaoling looked at Sibeilor, who was expressionless and hid the rice cake in his arms, and said quietly.

Nian Yaoyue, who was beaten to death, was held by the fourth master and rushed into the carriage that had been waiting for a long time.

The carriage galloped all the way through the corner gate into the back house of Baylor House.

As soon as Yin Zhen got out of the carriage with Nian's arms, he was whipped heavily on the back, and his skin was open.

Guo Luo Luo Zhiqing and several sisters had been waiting here for a long time, and when they saw the dying rice cake, the good-tempered Qifujin also picked up the whip in his hand.

And Jiufujin couldn't bear to raise the whip.

In the rain-like whipping, Yinzhen silently carried Nian's back to the house.

Tong Jinxian, who had been standing on the side for a long time, had long been crying silently.

At this moment, she understood the fourth brother's eyes on Nian, and she finally knew what it meant to be self-inflicted.

put away his tears, and looked at Nian who was held in his arms by the fourth brother with resentful eyes.

She silently prayed to the Buddhas and gods in the sky to let her die...

Sibeile Yinzhen's concubine Ge Ge Nian became a joke in the entire Sijiu City.

She is more dirty and shameless than the wind and dust girl with a pair of jade arms and thousands of pillows and a little red lips.

The men of the whole city looked at her.

There are even indescribable atlases based on Nian's in the market.

In the nameless courtyard.

Nian Yaoyue was lying on the soft couch, listening to the fourth master reading the book in a news broadcast tone.

Her waist-length hair was cut off, and at this time she had short ear-length hair, and she couldn't pull her hair, let alone comb her hair in a bun, which was nondescript.

"Itchy~"

The scabbed wound on her back itched from time to time, and the half-gnawed chicken leg in Nian Yaoyue's hand was not fragrant, so she looked at the fourth master coquettishly.

Warm fingertips carefully caressed the scars crisscrossing her back.

The strength of Yin Zhen's fingertips is extremely light and soft, and his eyes are also full of doting tenderness.

"I want to go back to my mother's house."

Nian Yaoyue hung her head and didn't look at his gentle eyes.

"Step over the corpse of the master."

Yinzhen put down the notebook in his hand, picked up the handkerchief and wiped the oil stains on the corners of Nian's mouth.

"แด—แท„โ‰€ฬ  ฬ† I want to go home!"

Nian Yaoyue repeated in a firm tone.

She has become a joke, a joke in the whole capital.

was stripped of her clothes in public, and in this era, she is like a dang woman who has lost her innocence.