The tyrant only favors the alluring concubine

Chapter 61 Love in the Inn 3
"I don't want to. See a Feng Mochen who is full of conspiracy, you know? Then, I won't know you." Bai Liruo reached out and stroked Feng Mochen's face. For some reason, at this moment, she felt that he was far away from him. She is far away.

"No matter what kind of Feng Mochen it is, it will always be this one in front of your eyes!" Feng Mochen put her on the bed and pressed her down.

The two lingered all night, and at dawn, Bai Liruo finally fell asleep again.

Feng Mochen got up, put a kiss on Bai Liruo's forehead, then dressed and opened the window, and jumped into the room screaming, Feng Mochen raised its tail to warn, "Look at Liruo, you know?"

Zhizhi looked at Feng Mochen with mournful eyes, screamed a few words, and jumped out of Feng Mochen's hand.

In the lore palace, there are white marble statues everywhere, and the cold light beams are shot down from the roof, as dark as the eyes of passers-by.

Feng Mochen bowed his head and stood under the main hall. The closed room without windows was so stuffy that people couldn't breathe.

His expression was indifferent, and his voice was as cold as ever, "Palace Master, this subordinate is coming back to apologize!"

Above the main hall, on a luxurious stone chair, a woman in white is sitting solemnly. She wears a butterfly-shaped mask on her face. She has a good figure. It can be seen that she is a peerless beauty, but her cold temperament makes people uncomfortable. Dare to step forward.

"Why didn't you come back last night?" The woman's voice was full of vicissitudes, and her white fingers kept tapping on the stone chair.

"This subordinate knows his mistake, please punish the Palace Master!" Feng Mochen's calm, neither humble nor overbearing expression was reflected on the smooth marble floor.

"You, first kowtow to the elders to admit your mistake!" The woman stood up, her back straight, her cold voice, making people shudder.

Feng Mochen bowed his head, "This subordinate obeys orders."

Immediately, he lifted the hem of his shirt, and knelt down to the stone statues beside him one by one, each kneeling with three slamming heads. It was hard to believe that he would kneel and kowtow to a group of stone statues as proud as he was.

In the end, he once again knelt down on one knee to the woman above the main hall, clasped his hands above his head, and showed respect.

"Come here, the servants of the palace rules—" the woman raised her voice, and the stone door in the dark opened immediately, and several men wearing bronze masks walked out, holding sticks and long needles in their hands.

The stick is an ebony agarwood stick, with a moderate length and thickness, and the needle is a seven-foot sterling silver needle. The cold light is haggard, and Feng Mochen is speechless, kneeling on the ground, with his back straight.

"Mother, please don't—" Then a woman in a goose yellow dress ran out from the secret door, her hair was half up, she was Feng Mochen's concubine, Liu Yiyi.

Liu Yiyi knelt at the woman's feet, sobbing in a low voice, "Godmother, it's my fault, I helped Chen and him hide it from you, if you want to punish, you should punish me..."

"Yiyi, get up!" The woman was a little annoyed, and her sharp eyes shot at Liu Yiyi like a cold knife.

"No, godmother, Chen has been injured all the time, he can't be punished like this again, godmother, please, Chen is also your son, please forgive him this time!" Liu Yiyi hugged the woman's leg, Can't stop begging.

The woman was extremely angry, and said to the left and right, "Pull down the guardian Liu and execute the sentence!"

Immediately, a woman with the appearance of a palace servant appeared next to her. Looking at her footsteps, she was a Lianjiazi. She tore Liu Yiyi away in two or three strokes. , the child in my stomach cannot be an orphan, godmother, please!"

The woman was startled, her sharp eyes became colder, she waved her hand slightly, and dismissed the maid, "Yiyi, what did you say?"

Liu Yiyi walked to the woman's side on her knees, raised her small face, and said with tears streaming down her face, "Mother, I have Chen's child, for the sake of the child, let him go, okay?"

Feng Mochen also seemed to be stunned by the news, and looked at Liu Yiyi without blinking.

The woman sighed, "Chen, you are my son, but you actually used the power of the lore palace without permission to expose the lore palace to the court. Such a big mistake, I didn't kill you, it was an extrajudicial favor!"

Feng Mochen lowered his head, and said flatly, "Mother and concubine taught me a lesson!"

"Now for the sake of Yiyi and the child, I can spare you, but you must go back to the palace with Yiyi, stay by her side, and never leave!" The woman gritted her teeth and looked at Feng Mochen with a look of hatred. look.

"My son is not filial. I just want to live with Li Ruo. Please punish me!" Feng Mochen lowered his head again, arrogantly, in the dark hall, like a ray of sunlight bursting out of a cloud, instantly stinging everyone. human eye.

"You—" The woman's seven orifices were full of smoke, once, and then repeatedly knocked on the stone chair.

Liu Yiyi bit her lip and kept crying. He would rather bear the pain of pins and needles than have her.

"Execution—" The woman gritted her teeth, paused every word, looked at the indifferent Feng Mochen, and left angrily.

The man wearing the mask immediately stepped forward, pinching Feng Mochen from left to right, Feng Mochen flung them off coldly, "Don't hold me, I won't move around."

He stretched out his hand to unbutton the Xiangyun coil, and took off his shirt one by one, revealing his muscular upper body, brushing the hair behind him to his chest, and said to the left and right, "Let's get started."

The long needle pierced through his back, the continuous pain was piercing, Feng Mochen's back was still straight, cold sweat slipped from his forehead, he still didn't say a word, feeling the silver needle from his back The first bone of the spine penetrates to the last moment of the tailbone.

The dark red blood gurgled out along with the transparent bone marrow, Feng Mochen's face was pale, his clenched fists had distinct joints.

"Guardian Zuo, are you ready? We're going to fight..." Left and right felt some sympathy for Feng Mochen, kindly reminding him that this kind of punishment is the cruelest of punishments, and it won't kill anyone. But the pain he endured made life worse than death.

Liu Yiyi burst into tears, she couldn't stand it any longer, how does it feel to be beaten as a skewer for a nice person?
Feng Mochen's thin lips were bloodless, and he smiled weakly to the left and right, "You guys fight, I don't care!"

Glancing left and right, he picked up the heavy stick and hit it down fiercely. With the first stick, a clear black and purple stick mark was reflected on the spine, and Feng Mochen was beaten forward, his pale face , dripping with cold sweat.

With the second stick, his body swayed a few times, but he still straightened his back, and with bright eyes, he looked forward without fear.

On the third stick, Feng Mochen stretched out one hand, and pressed tightly on the stone statue's feet, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, leaving a string of water marks on the smooth marble floor.

……

I don't know how long it took, but his thin back is shocking.

Finally, his consciousness was a little fuzzy, and he pressed the feet of the stone statue tightly with both hands. Following the heavy battle, he vomited blood, and the people on the left and right took a look at him, showing admiration color.

Until now, he has not even groaned. For ordinary people, the first stick will roll all over the floor, and the second stick will hurt the muscles and bones. If the hand is weak, the spine will be broken after ten sticks, but the wind Mo Chen has already received thirty sticks.

"Guardian, for the last stick, we will use our internal strength. If the stick breaks, you won't be punished anymore, but it will be very painful. You have to bear with it..."

The last stick was really extraordinary, Feng Mochen felt his internal organs were shattered, the stick broke on his back, his eyes were a little blurred, and then he spit out a big mouthful of blood clots.

After the stick punishment was over, the executioner looked at the long needle exposed at the end of Feng Mochen's spine. The last step was to pull out the long needle. The long needle passed through the stick and was deeply embedded in the flesh. Pulling it out was like pulling out a muscle. pain.

Feng Mochen got used to the dizziness, the long needle left the body along with the blood and bone marrow, he finally let out the first muffled groan of being tortured, and then passed out completely.

Bai Liruo waited for Feng Mochen in the inn for three days. During the three days, she didn't eat or drink, and sat alone on the steps of the inn, and the pedestrians who came and went kept looking at her.

Feng Mochen disappeared, and when she woke up, he disappeared. Her premonition was indeed true, as long as she felt for him, he would leave her without a word.

She finally persuaded herself to forgive him for what he did before, but in return he left quietly.For three days, she sat at the door of the inn like a statue, and she gave herself three days to wait for him. If he didn't come back to her within three days, then she and him would break off their friendship.

Gradually, as the sun set, pedestrians began to walk in the direction of home, but she didn't know where her home was.

Forget it, the time she gave him has come, and it's time to leave.Standing up, I found that my hands and feet were cold, and my whole body was a little stiff. Resisting the feeling of dizziness, I walked back to the inn with difficulty, and packed my luggage little by little.

After carrying the baggage, she left the inn, but she didn't know where to go. There was a rush of people, and she was almost knocked down. Fortunately, there was a pair of hands behind her to support her. She turned her head and looked at the people behind her with a sour smile, " Qianmo..."

"Why are you alone?" Han Qianmo looked at the bag she was carrying, then looked at her face, then lifted the bag in her hand, "Let's go, I'll take you to find Feng Mochen."

Bai Liruo hurriedly took back his baggage, shook his head and said, "No, I don't want to see him, from now on, never again!"

"What's the matter with him?" Han Qianmo didn't force her, but found that she was so thin that she hadn't seen her for a few days.

(End of this chapter)