Hong Su Ji Yan

Chapter 72

Ma Shi led the maid and rushed into the cell, her eyes were fixed on Su Yan, her eyes were cold.

Seeing her aggressive look, Su Yan immediately became alert, it seems that tonight's life will not be easy.

Mrs. Ma gave her eyes to the two maids around her. After receiving her eyes, the maids nodded and hurried up to tie Su Yan up, and took it outside the cell and tied it to the pillar.

Su Yan struggled a few times at first, but later found that she had no strength to resist, so she had to let them tie her up!

Damn it, who poisoned it?
Su Yan's eyes looked at Ma Shi standing in front of her warily, and a smile was drawn on the corner of her mouth: "Why did my sister think of me today? Did you specifically want to give me a big gift?"

Mrs. Ma showed a sneer: "You are right! Not only will I give you a big gift today, but I will also send you to see your lowly mother, so that you can relive old dreams with her down here!"

Su Yan's brain went "嗡—", what does it mean at this time, Concubine Zhan is dead?
The smile on the lips did not diminish, but the eyes suddenly became dark: "What does sister mean, Su Yan can't understand."

"Don't understand?" Mashi casually sat on the chair brought by the guards, the coldness of the corner of his mouth deepened, "That's the best, talking to a fool is a waste of time! Situ Suyan, I haven't forgotten how you were You slapped me three times! Today, I will not only pay you back all of it, but also intensify it, making you pay for what you did that day!"

"Come on, hit me! Hit me hard!!! While the prince is not at the house today, give me a good lesson on this bitch!"

The insidiousness in Ma Shi's eyes made Su Yan shudder!
Then came up two burly men with dull and expressionless faces, holding long whips in their hands, the whips were stained with salt water, wet and dripping.

The crack of the whip resounded in the cell!

The whip hit Su Yan's body fiercely!
Whip after whip, hot sweat gradually appeared on the forehead of the big man, and the blood on the whip became more and more, but there was no cry in the entire cell.

Ma Shi looked at the pale woman who was sweating from time to time because of the pain, her hand was tightly clenched into a fist, the clenched tighter, the nails dug deeply into the fingers.

"stop!"

Su Yan raised her head slightly, cold sweat dripped from her forehead, the white clothes on her body were already stained with blood, and her wrists were deeply scratched by the iron chains. There was a sarcastic smile on her lips: "Why, think of a new way to torture me?"

Ma Shi stood up from the chair, she walked quickly in front of Su Yan, stretched out her hand to pinch Su Yan's chin, forcing Su Yan's eyes to look at hers.

"Why don't you scream, it hurts so much, scream out! Let me hear how refreshing your soft voice is!"

Su Yan looked at her indifferently, with a sneer on her lips: "Screaming out, wouldn't it make you more excited."

"Do you think you can keep me from getting excited by enduring it!"

"Come on, give me the whip! I want to smash this woman's stinky mouth!"

The leather whip hit Su Yan's body more fiercely, and Su Yan's body turned to and fro instinctively to avoid the whip, but in exchange for more fierce whipping, Ma Shi's slightly excited smile came from time to time in her ears, she fiercely Biting his lip, he closed his eyes tightly to resist the severe pain without saying a word.

The cold sweat on his forehead trickled down drop by drop.

it hurts.

It really hurts.

All parts of the body are screaming, as if there are tens of millions of ants gnawing!
I haven't experienced such pain for a long time.

How old is it?
Brother, why are you so cruel and abandon me?
do you know?
Actually, I was terrified.

Why haven't you come to pick me up yet?

Am I not good, am I not sensible, am I not listening to you?
Could it be that what he said is true, are you really abandoning me for rights?

Is there anyone to rescue me?
help me!
help me! !

"stop!"

Su Yan was in a daze as if she heard someone shouting, she tried hard to open her eyes, but her eyelids seemed to be heavy, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open them, and finally her eyes went dark, and the darkness swallowed all her consciousness.

A warm embrace hugged her, that arm was strong and strong.

Who?
Who is it?
The final feeling is a scent of chrysanthemums in late autumn, quiet and distant.

is it you?
Could it really be you?


(End of this chapter)