There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 371
Yang Churuo didn't dare to move, because as soon as she moved, she would lose all her glory, so she could only hold her head, endure the pain, grit her teeth, and accept the bone-eroding whip after whip after whip.

"I think you will never learn without suffering. What happened to Ye Hong and Qiao Shuqi has nothing to do with you. You need to be so anxious for them."

"Snapped……"

"Hmm..." Yang Churuo was dripping with cold sweat, his palms were trembling, and his lips were bitten. He didn't make a sound of begging for mercy, but just endured it silently, his veins swelled from the pain.

Looking at Yang Churuo, whose face was getting paler and paler, Hong Ling felt worried.But don't say that she is now a body to be punished, even if she has meritorious service, she dare not persuade the master.

He could only pray that the master would be gentler, but judging by the appearance of the master, there was no mercy at all, whether the life of the empress could be saved.

Ah Ruo couldn't bear to turn his head away.

Miss Su has suffered so much, how come she still doesn't know the master's method, isn't she asking for trouble by mentioning Ye Hong at this time?It's no wonder that it doesn't hurt to death after receiving the master's bone erosion whip, it is the most vicious whip in the world.

No matter how good her medical skills are, she can't get rid of them, no matter how badly she is injured, she can't see it on her body, and every whip hits her bones.

Even he can't take a few whips, let alone a weak person like Miss Su.

"Pfft..." Yang Churuo's throat sweetened, a gust of blood spewed out, and her eyes became dizzy. Just when she was about to lose it, Yang Churuo thought of the Yang family's blood feud, she didn't want to die...she didn't want to die...struggled to go Climbing forward, weeping, "Don't...don't hit me...please...please..."

"Snapped……"

"Ah..." With the last whip, Yang Churuo's body shook heavily, almost dying of pain.

"If you want to live, just be obedient to me. It has nothing to do with you. If you let me know that you dare to meddle in other people's business, the whipping will not be as simple as pain."

Yang Churuo gave a bitter smile, and fell to the ground humbly, her dignity had been insulted to the point that nothing was left.

Suddenly, someone picked up his body and threw him on the chair. Yang Churuo was in so much pain that he was so weak that he could barely sit still by leaning on the back of the chair. The bone-eating pain came wave after wave.

In a daze, she saw that A Ruo took down a corner of the window and looked through the window, but it was the little prince Xuanyuan.

It's just that the little prince Xuanyuan is blindfolded, his hands and feet are tied behind his back in a big font, and he keeps yelling, "Let me go, let me go, who are you guys? Do you know who I am?" ,let me go."

Yang Churuo was shocked, and tremblingly supported the back of the chair.

The little prince Xuanyuan...it's him...what does Feng Ling want to do?He wanted to kill the little prince Xuanyuan?

Yang Churuo bit her lip, forced herself to wake up, and looked at Feng Ling who was standing lazily.

Feng Ling curled his lips into a smile, "Chu Yuchen gave me such a big gift, if I return the gift, it would be rude. Since the little prince Xuanyuan is here, it will save me from having to send someone to follow him all the way."

As soon as this remark came out, someone immediately took out a bottle of medicine and handed it to Yang Churuo.Yang Churuo's heart tightened, and his consciousness came a little bit, and he looked at the medicine bottle in his hand in horror.She knew it must be poison.

"Didn't you always want revenge? Go ahead, pour this bottle of medicine into his mouth yourself." Feng Ling said indifferently, as if what he said was just a very ordinary sentence.

Yang Churuo squeezed the medicine bottle tightly.Guessing Feng Ling's intentions, his purpose... I'm afraid he wants her to kill him with her own hands.

(End of this chapter)