The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 11 The Vicious White Lotus
As soon as she gave an order, the two old servants following her immediately understood.

They jumped onto the high platform, grabbed Feng Zhuo from left to right, pressed them heavily to the stake, tied them firmly with ropes, and stuffed a cloth strip into her mouth to stop her from making any noise.

Feng Yuyan looked at Feng Zhuo who was firmly tied to the wooden stake, the sadness in her eyes had not completely faded away, but the flashes of light from time to time revealed her true emotions.

Although in order to promote the name of a loving mother and not be criticized by the world, she specially selected a thin and thin boy to be whipped.

However, she chose the iron whip known as "death-killing and seductive", and applied a colorless and odorless poison on the whip that could lurk in the body of an ordinary person for three days.

Even if the boy didn't have much strength, he might not be able to swing a hundred whips.

But as long as a whip falls on Feng Zhuo, the beast spirit is gone, and Feng Zhuo, who is a waste, will definitely die.

Thinking of this, Feng Yuyan's eyes flashed with uncontrollable excitement.

Feng Zhuo is finally going to die!

The thorn in my heart for 14 years is finally about to be pulled out.

Feng Zhuo saw Feng Yuyan's excitement in his eyes.

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Feng Zhuo really wanted to howl loudly a few times.

"What a vicious white lotus."

In her previous and present lives, she had never seen such a woman who could act like this.

However, what is going on with the hatred bursting out of this woman's eyes?Is that the look you would have with your own daughter?

Feng Zhuo's eyes flickered, and temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, then he moved his body and struggled a bit.

It was really tight, and I used such a rough rope, and I felt a burning pain after I moved it a few times.

However, she lowered her head, and moved her hands flexibly under her sleeves. Soon the rope became loose, and she held it backwards in her hand. Afterwards, she looked around, looking for the best route to escape.

At this moment, an inexplicable force fell on her, restricting her movement, she subconsciously looked at Feng Yuyan, with coldness in her eyes.

She has always been the person who holds other people's lives in her hands, and has never had her own life held by others.

She slowly closed her eyes, and silently swore in her heart: "If she survives by chance, this is the last time she will be at the mercy of others!"

She is in charge of her fate, and the fate of others is also in her hands.

Those who bully me will be rewarded a hundredfold, and those who harmed me will be ashamed!
Feng Zhuo's eyes fell on Feng Yuyan, the cold light became more and more intense, and the aura of being in the top position for a long time was fully opened.

Feng Yuyan looked at her, her weak and sad eyes gradually became sharper, after a while, she unconsciously looked away.

Feng Yuyan was shocked!

How could Feng Zhuo have such an aura!
He actually completely overwhelmed her, how could she be intimidated by a girl whose hair hasn't grown yet?
"Execution!" Feng Yuyan quickly gave an order.

After her words fell, a powerful aura struck from a distance.

"I'll see who dares!" An angry roar sounded.

Feng Yuyan narrowed her eyes, and shouted angrily again: "Execution!"

There was a bit of urgency in her voice, and a faint green light surrounded her body, and she used the green spirit to coerce.

Under normal circumstances, people who are under her pressure will subconsciously follow what she tells them to do when they are frightened, but the person standing on the stage with a whip never moves.

Have you been fooled by her coercion?

While Feng Yuyan was secretly annoyed, she stepped onto the high platform and snatched the long whip from Mo Rufeng's hand.

"Feng Yuyan, how dare you!"

Amidst the rage, a figure appeared in Feng Zhuo's sight, and at the same time, the iron whip that Feng Yuyan waved fell towards Feng Zhuo's heart with the force of lightning.

"Snapped!"

With this cold sound, the clothes were torn, and the meat caught by the barbs of the iron whip flew out hidden in the blood, and the muffled sound pierced everyone's eardrums.

(End of this chapter)