Chapter 50: The Third Interface: Antiquity 7

"Feng Jiu'er! You actually dare to hide from this palace, it seems that you have itchy skin today! Seeing that his whip had actually been dodged, Feng Wushuang laughed angrily.

"I'm not stupid, why don't I hide." Looking at the woman in front of her, Feng Jiu'er said casually.

"Good!" Feng Wushuang suppressed the sneer on his face and shouted to the palace maid outside the door, "You guys restrain Feng Jiu'er for me!" ”

"Yes."

"You move me to try! Although I'm just an unfavored princess, it's still okay to clean up you palace maids who don't know how to lift! Covering the wound on her shoulder, Feng Jiu'er said coldly.

Startled by the cold air emitted by Feng Jiu'er's body, those palace maids stopped one after another.

And Feng Wushuang, who was closest to Feng Jiu'er, was directly frightened by the cold air emanating from her body.

"Damn it! You even dare to disobey the orders of the palace, it seems that you are tired of life! "It's a shame that I'm actually scared by a cowardly and incompetent! Feng Wushuang yelled at those slaves in annoyance.

Hearing what the eighth princess said, several people were startled, and when they thought of the fate of those palace maids who disobeyed the order before, several people couldn't help but shiver, and their originally hesitant steps suddenly became firm, and they walked towards Feng Jiu'er.

Although Feng Jiu'er is a princess, she is just an unfavored princess, they just act according to orders, presumably the ninth princess can't help them, at most they will be punished a little, but if they don't obey the orders of the eighth princess, they will definitely die even more ugly than the previous one, thinking of the steps of those palace maids here.

"Let go of me! I'm the Ninth Princess!! Feng Jiu'er desperately struggled to break away from the clamps of the palace maids, but she still couldn't struggle, damn it, the whip was not a joke! Just now, it hurt to accidentally bring it to the shoulder, and it didn't hurt to die if it was pumped out!

"Suck-" As soon as the words fell, she was whipped on her calf, which made her gasp, but she still held back and didn't call it born.

"Can you deserve the title of princess?" After saying that, Feng Wushuang whipped Feng Jiu'er on the thigh again.

"It seems that you haven't figured out your own identity until now, so today this palace will give you a long memory!"

"You remember to this palace, you are just a cheap daughter, a sinister seed born to a person who climbed into bed while his father was drunk, and people like you are not worthy of the honorific title of princess!"

Every time Feng Wushuang said a word, Feng Jiu'er had an extra scar on her body, even if every whip was as painful as a knife cut, she still had to clench her teeth and hold back her pain and exhale.

You must know that she Chen Luck died three times, in addition to the car accident and the bad luck that is different from ordinary people, the family simply treats her like a princess, not to mention what grievances and setbacks she has suffered, the first mission and the second mission are the easiest in difficulty, except for the second mission was kidnapped and injured a little physically, the rest of the time is free to do what she wants, smooth sailing, over time she has a proud bone, a kind of arrogance that never bows her head easily.

"It seems that Bengong is too light today, and he would have knelt on the ground and begged for mercy a long time ago, but this time he didn't even snort!" Looking at Feng Jiu'er in front of him, who would rather bite his mouth than make a sound, Feng Wushuang's whip became faster and stronger.