However, Shu Nuan buried herself in her business and didn't cause any trouble, but after about two hours, someone entered the embroidery room and asked for a slave by name.

Probably because the shackles on Shu Nuan's body were too obvious, everyone's eyes fell on her in unison, and Shu Nuan had to stand up.

The man stood in the doorway, giving the guard behind him a look, and then someone came over and took Shu Nuan out.

Walking through the winding palace corridor, Shu Nuan didn't know where to be taken, when passing by the stone bridge, I saw a girl in pink sitting on the stone by the lake on the other side of the lake, followed by a few maids to cover her with an umbrella and hand fish food, and the person who escorted the number of warms passed by there, and by the way, she paid tribute to the worship with the number of warm, "See Princess Gu." ”

Hearing the sound, Shenggu, who was sitting by the lake, raised his head and glanced at the few people who were forced to kneel in front of her, obviously noticing Shu Nuan, who was shackled, who looked about the same age as her, and couldn't help asking: "What's the matter?" ”

Sheng Gu's voice was extremely light and weak, as weak as a person who had been lingering on the sickbed all day long, and his face was also faintly white.

The leader replied: "Take a slave back, disturb Her Royal Highness the princess, and hope that the princess will forgive her sins." ”

Shenggu listened, didn't say anything, and said "um" softly.

When the guards left with Shu Nuan, Shu Nuan heard the little princess behind him whisper to the maid next to him: "When will the fourth uncle come back......

After arriving at the place, Shu Nuan heard the painful and miserable sounds one after another, and realized what he was here for.

All slaves had to be branded with the word "slave" with a soldering iron.

When Shu Nuan went in, she was trembling when she saw a woman covered her bloody face and crying bitterly.

She was at the back of the line, watching as people were dragged in and out crying......

In the end, it was her turn.

Shu Nuan was pushed in.

Inside the gloomy stone house, there was a raging fire of torture.

The executioner was an old woman, and when she took out the scalded iron tongs, she did not turn her head back and let Shu Nuan lie on a stone bed stained with blood.

When she came over, she glanced at Shu Nuan, who was lying motionless on the stone bed, and saw the tear mole under the corner of her eye, narrowed her eyes slightly, pinched Shu Nuan's chin and took a closer look, "It's a beautiful embryo, who brought you back?" ”

Shu Nuan stared at the iron tongs dripping with flames in her hand, and replied in a low voice: "Wang, Lord Wang......"

The old woman didn't seem surprised at all that she would reply, but smiled and said, "Such a beautiful little face is not good to look at when it is branded, so I will brand it on your collarbone." ”

Where is there room for refusal, with her eyes open, the pain of the soldering iron on her skin, the fire is burning the flesh, piercing the flesh, she bites her lip and suffers.

After all, Shu Nuan is too young, Zuo is only sixteen years old, and his skin is much more tender than ordinary people, and after a trip to sin, his neck is red and swollen, drenched in blood, sweating profusely in pain, and physiological tears have been falling.

The old woman finally took back the torture instrument, wiped the blood on her body rarely, smeared medicine on her wounds, and said with a smile: "Good boy, endure a little hardship before you can become a master." ”

When Shu Nuan returned to her cabin, her body was still in hot pain, and she was lying on the bed, cold sweat kept breaking.

I almost fell asleep in such pain.

Shu Nuan spent almost half a month in recovery while working, and his neck finally became swollen.