I'm not good at this green tea princess

Chapter 58
The severe pain spread across all limbs in an instant, and the blood on her face faded away.

Madam Hou couldn't bear it, she asked sharply, "Say, who is it!"

"Mother, this, this thing is not mine!"

"Which wild man is that, tell me!"

Meng Ci pursed his lips and remained silent.

Mrs. Hou was furious: "Keep beating, Meng Wu, have you not eaten? If you let the water go like this again, I will have someone whip you a hundred times later!"

Snapped!
Another board fell.

This time it was heavier than before, and Meng Ci could already hear the sound of his internal organs trembling.

The evil old society.

She has lived for more than 100 years, and the most serious thing is that she was misunderstood by her father when she was a child and stole [-] yuan, so she was whipped a few times by a bamboo stick.

She was crying so hard at that time, but compared with the pain now, it was just tickling.

Xiaolu and Xiaocha fell on their knees in front of Mrs. Hou, begging with tears in their eyes: "Madam, please spare the young master. Madam knows the young master's body. If this continues, the young master will not be able to hold on!"

"Shut up!" Mrs. Hou's gaze was so devouring, she kicked Xiaolu and Xiaocha away one by one, "I did it for her own good! I used to be too spoiled for her, and now she does all these things Come out! You two, as personal servants, don't even know that she made such a mistake, and I will settle the score with you later!"

Meng Ci's breath was unsteady in pain, and tears were falling.

She raised her eyes and looked at Yongchang Hou pleadingly.

Marquis Yongchang sighed, and said, "Ci'er, tell your mother who taught you these things? Your mother is also doing it for your own good!"

Meng Ci...

Counsel, you are still a marquis, you are obviously afraid of your wife.

A thought has not been finished, but another plan came down.

"Blood, it's bleeding!" Xiaolu and Xiaocha climbed to the side of the bench and threw themselves on Meng Ci's body, "Ma'am, it's because the servants didn't pay attention to the young master. If you want to fight, just kill the servants!"

Meng Ci knew that explaining and begging for mercy was no longer effective, so he didn't bother to bother, and smiled weakly at them: "Go away, don't cry, you... save your strength, and give me... medicine later!"

Xiaolu and Xiaocha cried even harder.

Madam Hou slapped the table: "Why are you standing still, you dragged the two maids and threw them out!"

Don't get in the way!

Everyone knew that Mrs. Hou was really angry today, and they didn't dare to be negligent, so Xiaolu and Xiaocha were dragged and thrown out of the courtyard of the South Wing.

Madam Hou walked to Meng Ci's side, lowered her head and her eyes were full of pain.

It hurts my son's body, but my mother's heart hurts.

But she had to do this today, otherwise Meng Ci would go further and further down this road, and it would be even harder to turn back in the future.

She took a deep breath and asked, "Ci'er, who is that man!"

Meng Ci was short of breath, and there were already white snowflakes flying in front of her eyes, she was out of breath: "Mother, mother, I really haven't used that thing, you, you believe me..."

Stubborn.

It seems that the man's influence on Meng Ci is deeper than she imagined.

"Fight!" Madam Hou turned around and said ruthlessly, "Don't stop until thirty!"

clap, clap, clap...

The board fell on the flesh in one fell swoop, and Meng Ci could count at first, but at the tenth time, she felt that her soul was about to be separated from her body.

She wasn't the real Meng Ci in the first place, maybe that's why this soul is easier to get out of her body.

The blood stains on the buttocks continued to smudge, at first it was just a wintersweet flower, and gradually it became a cloud.

It seemed to be numb, and the pain was not so strong. She could only see the trembling of Mrs. Hou's body on her back, which seemed extremely unbearable.

Marquis Yongchang also turned his face away long ago, clenched his fists tightly, and sighed deeply.

Snapped……

Another slap, this time Meng Ci felt that her soul was really going to be separated from this body, and she closed her eyes wearily: This time travel journey is probably a pill, I haven't completed my mission, so I can't go back Go to your own world, will you become a lonely ghost?
Just then, she heard a gust of wind.

Swish!
Just for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, there was a snap, the sound of something falling on the ground.

The candles in the courtyard were dimly lit, flickering in the night wind.

Meng Ci struggled to open his heavy eyelids, and saw a fuzzy white dress piercing the dim night, carrying a radiant light, becoming clearer in his field of vision.

In just a short moment, the white robe was already at his side.

The figure looked down at the blood stains on Meng Ci's clothes, and his eyes were frozen with ice for thousands of years, and his voice was as cold as a blade: "Those things belong to me, why don't you say it?"

Meng Ci's soul returned to its place, and every five sense organs in pain seemed to be fleeing from her face. She was panting heavily, unable to speak.

Shen Yi bent down, pinched her chin, and flicked a black pill into her mouth.

Meng Ci swallowed subconsciously, his eyes slightly frightened.

Shen Yi half bent down, hooked his lips and looked at her with a slight smile, and said in a low voice: "That's right, it's poison, and the blood seals the throat!"

Meng Ci's eyes widened suddenly.

But after waiting for a long time, she was still breathing well, but the pain on her body was relieved a lot.

She realized that it was not poison, but a painkiller pill.

Mrs. Hou and Yongchanghou had already turned around together. Mrs. Hou was startled when she saw the blood on Meng Ci's clothes, and quickly stepped forward two steps, but when she came into contact with Shen Yi's cold gaze, she froze again. Step down.

Marquis Yongchang was also very distressed, but he was never good at expressing his father's love, and he didn't know what to say other than frowning.

The execution board had been cut into two by Shen Yi with a leaf.

Meng Wu was shaken half a foot away by such a huge force, and sat on the ground rubbing the back of his head in horror.

What a powerful inner force!

Marquis Yongchang paid attention to this point, looking at Shen Yi with extremely complicated eyes.

This cheap son of His Majesty is amazing!

Madam Hou didn't care about this, she pointed to the things on the tray and asked, "Those are yours?"

Shen Yi followed her hand and saw the extremely arrogant jade posture, the corners of his eyes twitched fiercely, and he nodded: "It is indeed mine!"

After he finished speaking, he turned his eyes to Meng Ci and stared at Meng Ci, which made Meng Ci tremble all over.

"You, you, why do you have these things..." Mrs. Hou was furious, "And why did they fall into Ci'er's hands?"

Shen Yi raised his eyebrows, his attitude was very indifferent: "Everyone is a man, what's the big deal, I accidentally fell into the carriage, and I was still looking for it just now!"

"Shen Yi, don't give you any color and you just open the dye vat! Ci'er is young and naive, how can you let her see these dirty things!" Madam Hou saw the wound on Meng Ci's body, The more anger surged up, "Sure enough, I was born without a mother's education, but I can't get on the stage!"

(End of this chapter)