C13 Hate

Chuyi ate a few pieces of meat. Her appetite was not big to begin with, so she ate a lot of them. She patted her stomach, which was finally no longer empty. Wiping away the oil stains on the corner of her mouth, she turned around and said, "Mei Luo, I'm full …" She looked dumbly at the two ghost-like people standing in front of the door, Yelv deguang and Lang Mu, and Mei Luo, who was lying on the ground.

Chuyi couldn't care less about her trembling heart as she ran to Mei Luo in a hurry to pull her. "Mei Luo, Mei Luo …"

Mei Luo did not dare to raise her head. When she saw the killing intent that burst out of Yelv deguang's eyes and the helpless expression in Lord Lang Mu's eyes, she knew that she had caused a huge disaster because of pitying this Central Plains woman.

"Are you full?" Yelv deguang had a smile on his face as he looked resolutely at the hateful woman in front of him. She was really capable, she had won over Palace Maid's sympathy so quickly, it seemed that if he did not punish her, she would think that his, Yelv deguang's Southern Courtyard Duke Palace, was open for him, Liu Chuyi.

Seeing that Mei Luo wasn't going to get up, Chuyi stood up straight and took a few steps back. She lowered her head to look at Yelv deguang, who was hiding behind her, holding a long whip in his hand. Ye Zichen sucked in a breath in shock, then looked at Yelv deguang's scary smile.

Lang Mu looked down at Mei Luo, who was lying on the ground, then turned his head and closed his eyes tightly. Wang had asked him to fetch a whip, but he did not expect to run into this bold Palace Maid and that bolder Liu Chuyi with him.

"Raise your head!" Yelv deguang looked at Mei Luo coldly with hatred written all over her face.

"King …" Mei Luo looked up pitifully. Yelv deguang raised his eyebrows at Little Palace Maid, whose face was covered in tears. A wave of disgust rose from the bottom of his heart. When Lang Mu saw Mei Luo's teary eyes, he couldn't help but be shocked. Since when did the Southern Courtyard King Manor have such a beautiful little Palace Maid? How come he didn't know about it? But it's too late to know now. She probably won't be able to live past dawn. Sigh, what a pity.

Chuyi looked even more shocked at Mei Luo and then at Yelv deguang with a cold face. She was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth. What did Mei Luo call him just now? King? Could Yelv deguang, this devil, be one of the royalty of Cidan's palace? No wonder … Time didn't allow her to think too much. She once again walked up to Mei Luo's side, wanting to help her up, but Mei Luo seemed to have hardened her heart to kneel down and not get up.

Yelv deguang ignored Chuyi. He stared at the trembling Little Palace Maid fiercely and said, "Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Mei Luo stared at Yelv deguang in shock. She just wanted Yelv deguang to give her something to eat out of the kindness of her heart.

"You …" Chuyi widened her eyes as she stared at Yelv deguang. He saw Lang Mu standing behind him, shaking his head at him, as if telling her not to mess with Yelv deguang. However, she didn't care about that. She stood up abruptly and looked straight at Yelv deguang: "What's wrong with her? Why do you want her dead?"

Yelv deguang looked at Chuyi and looked at her expressionlessly: "What right do you have to shout at me? Don't forget, you are my slave now. Step aside. I'll deal with you later! " With that, he took out the whip and shoved it into Lang Mu's hand. He then turned around and said, "Three whips!"

Lang Mu took the chilling whip in shock. This was the Frost Dragon Whip; one whip was enough to cripple a person for life. He actually wanted him to whip Little Palace Maid three times!

"What? Doubt?" Yelv deguang frowned as he looked at Lang Mu.

"King, this …" This was the first time Lang Mu wanted to resist Yelv deguang. Facing the two girls in front of him, especially Mei Luo's teary eyes, he couldn't do anything.

Yelv deguang naturally saw through Lang Mu's thoughts. He gritted his teeth and looked at him: "Do you want me to give her three lashes?"

Lang Mu suddenly raised his head and looked into Yelv deguang's eyes. He immediately understood the meaning of his words. Yelv deguang was still human. He was only heartless to those people in Liu Family. At other times, he would hand some things over to him. What he meant this time was that as long as he had three lashes, he would be punished instead of using his full strength. So that's how it is.

Mei Luo was kneeling on the ground, trembling. She was crying in a low voice, begging for death. Please don't torture her until she's half dead. She had seen the cruel way some men dealt with slaves, and now that she had done the wrong thing in front of the king, all she wanted was to die.

Chuyi saw Lang Mu walk over with a whip in his hand and quickly blocked in front of Mei Luo: "What are you doing? Are you really going to hit her? "

Lang Mu frowned. This stupid woman could really heavily provoke the king's anger. Such a stubborn appearance really made people want to ruthlessly crush her. He pushed her away easily and looked at Mei Luo who was sprawled on the ground. He sighed. Even the lightest blow from the Frost Dragon Whip would make her feel worse than death, let alone the three lashes. He turned around and looked at Yelv deguang, who was leaning on the door, and helplessly swung his first whip.

Miserable screams filled the entire kitchen, and could almost be heard throughout the entire Southern Courtyard Palace. Chuyi shook her head and opened her eyes with tears. She looked at Mei Luo's small body that had terrifying whip marks on it and ran to Lang Mu's side like crazy to snatch the whip from him. Lang Mu shook her off for the second time, hardened his heart and lashed out a second time.

"Ah …" Mei Luo shouted. She knew that Sir Lang Mu had done something light, and that there was no one here who was not aware of the power of the Frost Dragon Whip. She knew that the King did not want to execute her. She was grateful, but she was also unable to bear the pain. Finally, she completely laid down on the ground, unable to even kneel.

Chuyi crawled over to Mei Luo, who lay on the ground, not daring to move. She knelt up and looked at the bloody scar on her back. She cried out in pain, "Mei Luo …" How could that be? Mei Luo was such a good person, she only wanted to help her and not be that hungry. If secretly bringing slaves into the kitchen was a mistake, then how could she be punished for such a small mistake? Mei Luo clearly did it to help her, but why didn't she beat him up? Why did she have to owe him so much?

She cried as she looked at Yelv deguang, who was by the door. For the first time, she wanted to go to him and beg him to tell Lang Mu not to swing the third whip. Yelv deguang received the message from her eyes and reprimanded it. He ignored the pleading but stubborn look in her eyes.

Lang Mu took a deep breath. He had never felt so much sweat from swinging the whip a few times. Helplessly, he raised his hand to swing the third whip.

"No!" Chuyi begged Lang Mu with a sad face, "Don't hit her again, she can't take it. I beg you, please don't hit her again!"

Holding the whip tightly in his hand, Lang Mu looked at the woman who was begging at his feet while hugging his leg tightly. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break the whip.

After a long deadlock, Yelv deguang walked to the back of Lang Mu and said sinisterly: "What's wrong? Lord Lang Mu did not have any strength left? Do you need this king to help you swing the third whip? "

Lang Mu was so scared that cold sweat broke out all over his body. He quickly kicked Chuyi away from his feet and lashed out a third time. Chuyi hastily ran over, and just as the whip was about to land on Mei Luo's body, she climbed onto her back and firmly received the third whip. An even more miserable scream almost shattered the eardrums of Lang Mu and Yelv deguang.

Yelv deguang's pupils suddenly contracted. He looked at the woman, who was also lying on the ground with her eyes closed, and shouted, "Damnable woman!"

The intense pain on her body almost took Chuyi's life. She was already full of wounds, and now she received such a whip. Although Lang Mu had shown mercy, the already weak Chuyi was in excruciating pain.

"King …" Lang Mu looked at the bloody whip in his hand and turned to look at Yelv deguang. He really couldn't bear to look at the two miserable women on the ground.

At this moment, Yelv deguang's whole body was emitting a terrifying aura. Lang Mu raised the blood on the Frost Dragon Whip in front of Yelv deguang and said in a low voice: "Lang Mu will take his leave first!" Then, he put the whip back in Yelv deguang's hand, turned around and ran away. He himself knew that his subordinate's sudden action was extremely disrespectful, but he had no choice. He had no way to continue watching.

In a trance, Chuyi seemed to have heard Yelv deguang's sigh. She lifted her head with difficulty and looked into Yelv deguang's eyes with the gaze that she hated the most in her life before her consciousness completely disappeared. After that, he fell into an endless darkness.