C402 Helplessness

Fifty lashes would be unbearable even for a warrior, let alone a delicate young woman.

The maid was terrified, repeatedly begging for mercy. “Please, Princess, spare me. I heard... I heard it was the medicine made by Priest Chui.”

Yun Fengsong's brow furrowed with a hint of anger. “Leave now. You never saw me here, and we never spoke, understand?”

Grateful for her life, the maid agreed eagerly