As soon as these words came out, the Chinese military officials all looked at the old emperor in shock.

Although punishing Song Xinyu is not a big deal, once Shen Ling's first request is agreed, it is equivalent to the defeat of the old emperor.

"No... No... No... Don't"

With despair in the screams, Song Xinyu never thought that his father, who loved him, would listen to Shen Ling's words.

The old emperor's eyes looked like Song Xinyu trembling in the corner, without the slightest emotion, and said in a deep voice, "Come on, Song Xinyu doesn't care about sisterhood, and colludes with Simen, instigates murder, damages the royal image, drags it down, gives me a fifty cane, throws it back to his courtyard and thinks about it behind closed doors, copying Buddhist scriptures, without my order, you can't take half a step out of the courtyard!" ”

The old emperor's tone drifted into Song Xinyu's ears leisurely, his little face was as pale as paper, and he couldn't say a word with his eyes staring.

Several guards were ordered to grab Song Xinyu and drag him down.

"Don't, don't, save me, save me, mother."

Song Xinyu used all her strength to writhe constantly, trying to break free from the guards who were holding her.

Lin Fengzhi, who was held down by the maidservant on the side, could not stand being treated like this by his heart.

"Your Majesty, I beg you, I beg you, please let go of the words, she will never dare anymore, Your Majesty."

The prayers seemed to be air, and were consciously ignored by the old emperor.

At this time, his mind was full of the oracle in Shen Ling's mouth, the oracle that was related to his country!

Song Xinyu was rudely dragged out of the hall like this, and was fiercely pressed on the execution bench and tied up.

The snow-white skin was red from the rope, and the little face was already crying.

"Hit."

The old emperor looked indifferently and opened his mouth faintly.

The executioner then raised the board in his hand and waved it "fiercely" against the man crawling in front of him.

"Bump!"

Song Xinyu gritted her teeth, closed her eyes tightly, and waited for the pain of breaking flesh and skin as if she was resigned.

"Ah——!h

At the moment when the wooden board came into contact with the skin, a roar came, and Song Xinyu only felt that he was going to faint, and he tried his best to struggle but couldn't move.

Despair and pain swirled in my heart.

"Bump!"

The second fell, and the woman on the execution bench chair was stunned for a moment, and shouted faintly.

"Bump!"

Three times.

"Bump!"

Everywhere...

One is weaker than the other, and the other is lighter.

In the hall,

Shen Ling was clasping his arms, squinting his eyes at the situation outside the hall, and when he saw the executioner's hand retracting his strength when he fell, he couldn't help but snort coldly.

This dog emperor really feels sorry for this daughter!

However, those who dare to do it to her can't have a good time.

She raised her leg and was about to say something, when she saw a figure faster than her, "rushing" to the center of the hall.

Looking at the tall man, Shen Ling's eyes trembled slightly, and he probably guessed what he was going to do.

Jing Xi appeared in the hall rashly, and his sharp eyes naturally found out about the executioner's release of water early.

He looked up and looked at the old emperor with a little weakness.

"Your Majesty, since it is for the oracle to punish the wicked, if you fail to achieve the effect of punishment, maybe you will offend the gods in the sky, and in the end, their anger will be blamed on you."

The old emperor's face was a little ugly, he collapsed on the dragon chair and swallowed his saliva, didn't say anything, just raised his hand and waved at Jing Xi.

Jing Ci turned around and walked outside the door with a calm expression, looking condescendingly at Song Xinyu who was tied in front of him.

"You, stop."

The cold voice was so penetrating that it frightened the executioner and threw the long plank to the ground.

Song Xinyu, who was tied up by five flowers, heard this familiar voice, raised her head excitedly, and looked at Jing Xi with flattery.

She knew it! It's impossible for Brother Jing to watch that slut bully himself!

"You go, re-executed."

Touch it!

Song Xinyu's sky seemed to have collapsed, he struggled to raise his head and shouted with the only strength he had left, "Brother Jing, Brother Jing, don't believe what that slut said." ”

After Jing Ci gave the order, he turned around and took a few steps back.

And the executioner who was assigned to go up was the secret guard beside him.

I saw that the dark guard reached out and picked up the wooden plank on the ground with an expressionless face, and didn't say a word.

"Smack!"

This time it was more painful than the guard's dozen strokes.

"Ahh

This miserable sound was earth-shattering, and Song Xinyu only felt that a certain part behind him had been peeled open! She swayed wildly.

"Smack!"

It's just that the board fell mercilessly, without the slightest release of water.

The bright red blood soaked along the tulle, where did he receive such a punishment since he was a pampered child, and in just two strokes, the people under the board had already shouted hoarsely, "Father! Mother! Yes! Yes! ”

A scream came into the hall, and although the old emperor frowned, he did not say anything to stop it.

……

By the time the last line of execution was completed, the bloody man who had been beaten on the lower half of his body had already fainted.

If it weren't for someone to stop him, Lin Fengzhi would have rushed out.

"Send the princess back to her own courtyard."

Looking at the guards who came to report it, the old emperor said this in a deep voice.

Seeing that her baby daughter had become like this, Lin Fengzhi's chest rose and fell violently, and she looked at Shen Ling with a pair of eyes that wanted to kill.

"Shen Ling, you're satisfied."

As if squeezed out of between his teeth, Lin Fengzhi embedded his fingers deep in his palm.

"Qi Guifei Niangniang, the sinner has been duly punished."

Shen Ling's face was calm, and there was no wave in his eyes, and he replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Looking at his appearance and thinking about his poor daughter, Lin Fengzhi couldn't wait to go up and strangle her to death.

Seeing that Shen Ling's oil and salt did not enter, Lin Fengzhi turned his head to look at the old emperor who was high above, and was very anxious.

"Your Majesty! How can you indulge Shen Ling like this, the first condition can make my words punished! Then the second one doesn't want you to give up the throne to her? ”

As soon as these words came out, the old emperor was really moved.

"The folk girl doesn't have the guts, this second condition, the folk girl wants the treasures of the previous dynasty."

Shen Ling didn't wait for the old emperor to get angry, so he stood up on his own, and his smile was particularly gentle and moving.

"What do you want this for?"

Although he didn't want his own throne, he was stunned by this request, and the old emperor asked puzzled.

"I won't tell you the truth, the oracle's prediction is a matter related to the safety of the country, and the treasures of the previous dynasty themselves are stained with the blood of the previous dynasty, so you should hand them all over to me."

There seemed to be a trace of hatred in Shen Ling's words, the hatred of the slave of the dead country that erupted from this body.