Qiu Jingshu thought of the purpose of finding Qingzhu, and said to Sun Yi with some dissatisfaction.

"Isn't that too cheap little slut?"

Sun Yiyi was also a little dissatisfied in his heart, how could Qiu Jingshu always have so many things. But people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads. Sun Yiyi could only smile and said tentatively.

"If Miss thinks Qingzhu can't do it, find someone else, and I'll teach him again?"

Although she is not very willing to let a handsome man like Miaomiao and Qingzhu with outstanding temperament become a good thing, Qiu Jingshu really doesn't want to wait for a while.

She waved her hand a little impatiently: "Just him, it's not too late for me to clean up that little slut after it's done." ”

It's just that at this time, something happened suddenly, and Qiu Jingshu was so bored that she forgot that her hands were still dyeing her nails. But it stands to reason that Linglong, as a maid, should try to pay attention to the master's situation.

But who knows, Linglong has already been fascinated by the green bamboo, and her hands are only dyeing mechanically. Then Qiu Jingshu moved like this, Linglong didn't react at all, and directly sprinkled the dyed flower juice at once, and even splashed it on Qiu Jingshu's face.

Feeling the cold and sticky touch on her face, Qiu Jingshu turned her head and saw Linglong's face full of, looking at Qingzhu in a daze. Originally, Qiu Jingshu was a little dissatisfied with seducing Miaomiao because of people like Qingzhu.

Seeing that Linglong was fascinated by Qingzhu, he was even more angry. She reached out and picked up the crooked rouge jar and threw it at Linglong's head.

"Ah!! It hurts! Only then did Linglong realize what had happened, and quickly knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Miss spares her life, the slave didn't mean it. The slave was wrong, and the young lady spared her life. As she spoke, Linglong kowtowed her head vigorously, and her voice was clear enough to hear how much it hurt.

It's just that these few people present don't have any unbearable feelings. Qiu Jingshu took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and slowly wiped the flower juice on her face. While looking at Linglong's embarrassed appearance, a trace of happiness flashed in his eyes.

Sun next to him deliberately lowered his head, pretending that he didn't know anything.

Sun Yiyi is not only not sympathetic, but even a little happy. After all, Qiu Jingshu's artillery fire was transferred to this maid, and he was also relieved.

And "Blue Face and Troubled Water" Qingzhu still looked indifferent, standing quietly in place, no one looked at it, and no one cared.

Linglong didn't know how long she kowtowed so hard, and blood had already come out of her forehead, and it looked particularly terrifying. Qiu Jingshu stopped her at this time, but the words she said were not forgiveness, but another and more terrible punishment.

"Come on, pull her out and hit the eighty board."

After Qiaoqiao came in, she saw Linglong's appearance like this, and her heart jumped. When he heard what Qiu Jingshu said, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. If these eighty boards go down, big men may not be able to withstand it. Linglong is a weak woman, and she can survive all her lives.

She wanted to plead for Linglong, but at this time, Qiu Jingshu suddenly raised her head and glanced at her meaningfully.

"Why, you want to be like her?"

Qiaoqiao was so frightened that she quickly lowered her head to avoid Qiu Jingshu's gaze, and replied in a low voice, "The slave doesn't dare." ”

"Why don't you go soon?!" Qiu Jingshu asked rhetorically.

"The slave will take her down to be punished." As he spoke, Qiaoqiao didn't dare to raise his head, so he pulled up Linglong and walked out. And Linglong herself collapsed to the ground when she heard Qiu Jingshu finish speaking.

Because of the previous scene, Linglong had already seen that Qiu Jingshu would not bypass her. So she stopped begging for mercy and was obediently pulled down by Qiaoqiao.

Watching Qiaoqiao and Linglong walk away, Qiu Jingshu turned her head and looked at Sun Yiyi with an apologetic expression.

"Let Mr. see it and laugh, the maid is too ignorant, she must be beaten well."

Qiu Jingshu selectively ignored Linglong's tragic situation just now, and after a weak woman was beaten with twenty sticks, can she still have her life, and just summarize these behaviors as "beating and beating" so casually?

Sun Yiyi looked like he was accepting well, but he also comforted Qiu Jingshu.

"Yes, some subordinates do need to be beaten." The two hypocritically politely exchanged words for a while, and then got down to business.

Poor Linglong was already lying on the stool of the execution at this time, Qiaoqiao couldn't bear it in her heart, and she didn't dare to look at the tragic situation of the execution, so she sent the person and left.

Soon two men came to carry out the execution, one of them was responsible for holding down Linglong and telling her not to move, and the other held a long, thick wooden plank in his hand, and hit Linglong mercilessly on her body.

"Ah!!! It hurts! Leave me alone! Mother! Who's going to save me... Yes! It hurts! Linglong couldn't do it in pain, big cold sweat fell down, her face was pale and she pleaded in pain.

The executioners have seen too many of these things, and continue to fight without feeling. Soon, the place behind Linglong's coat had been broken by the wooden board. Not only did the torn clothes reveal delicate bloody wounds, but the blood marks oozing from her entire back clothes could be seen.

By the time she got to the back, Linglong had fainted from pain. Only the cold sweat on her forehead, and her uncontrollable trembling body could still make people feel how painful she was.

By the time the eighty boards are completely finished, Linglong has only half a breath left, and it looks like it will be gone. Another maid who was familiar with Linglong also knew the news and came to pick her up with tears in her eyes.

"Linglong! Linglong?! How are you? Whining... Are you awake? Why are you so hard? ”

This maid named July was sad and scared when she saw Linglong's half-dead appearance. Tu Jiading helped carry Linglong back to the yard, and *** sister helped Linglong clean up the wound, simply applied some wound medicine, and helped her change clothes.

After such a toss, Linglong still didn't have any reaction, and her breath was even weaker. July couldn't help crying again, seeing that Linglong was like this, and seeing that Miss hadn't sent a doctor to see Linglong.

July couldn't help but curse Qiu Jingshu fiercely in her heart, and at the same time, she began to think of a way to find a doctor for Linglong.

On the other hand, Qiu Jingshu and Sun Yiyi had already forgotten about Linglong. They were concentrating on discussing Qingzhu's fake identity, and the two of them discussed it for a long time.

In the end, Qingzhu's identity was that his mother was the daughter of a wealthy businessman and his father was a scholar. The mother's family is a wealthy businessman, which means that the family is not short of money.

As for the fact that my father was a scholar, and not a businessman like my mother, there was a reason for that.

The original plan was only the son of a wealthy businessman, but because of Qingzhu's outstanding temperament, he was given such a setting.