I hide my concubine in a golden house

Chapter 251 Being Persecuted 3
"Come on, one hundred."

Quan Juan walked up to the high platform step by step, and stood there with his back as straight as a pine, and his voice was very weak.

Soon, a group of people recovered from the farce and took their positions.

"one!"

Someone sang and counted loudly, and as the first sound fell, mixed with the sound of the wind, one of the torturers slammed the military stick in his hand hard, and made a clear muffled sound when it came into contact with Quan Yu's strong back muscles. sound, without the slightest falsification.

When the army stick fell, Quan Juan properly tensed his muscles so as not to let the stick hurt his insides.It is actually good to eat more from childhood, so that you can know how to avoid getting hurt as much as possible.

Hearing the sound, Su Tian's heart skipped a beat.

Although the army stick hit Quan Juan's body, it seemed to hit her heart.

She knew she couldn't struggle, so she stopped struggling, her eyes fixed on Quan Juan's back, her eye sockets were red, and the color of the bottom of her eyes seemed to be soaked in blood

"two!"

Quan Juan's body was smashed and leaned forward slightly, but his steps did not move, as if he had been driven into a nail, firmly attached to the ground.

Then one stick after another, one after another, confusing people's eyes.

Su Tian watched helplessly as the clothes on Quan Juan's back burst open, and blood began to ooze from the inner garment. The black inner garment was not conspicuous, except for a thicker ink color, but Su Tian could see it clearly.

No matter what happened on the field, Quan Juan never even hummed.

Clenching her fists, Su Tian's vision gradually began to blur, but she was so stubborn that she refused to look away.

Finally, a line of clear tears overflowed from Su Tian's well-stocked eye sockets, wet her cheeks, and the salty taste flowed into her mouth. Su Tian finally couldn't help but whimpered like a small animal.

This army stick is not meant to punish Quan Juan, it is definitely to punish her!

Letting her watch Quan Juan being punished like this is a hundred times more painful than hitting her body directly with a military stick.

Another stick fell, and suddenly, Quan Juan spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Quan Jue! Ah Jue!" Su Tian struggled fiercely, and a bloodstain was drawn on her wrist by the hemp rope. Suddenly, seeing Bai Bu standing beside her, she shouted loudly: "He vomited blood! Bai Bu, Let me go! Let me go! Did you hear that, this is an order!"

Quan Juan's serious injury has not fully healed, how can he bear the hundred army sticks?
"The little one can't follow orders, please punish the crime afterwards, Your Highness." Baibu respectfully said.

"You think I dare not?!"

No matter what Su Tian said, Baibu always had the same expression, indifferent, and even moved a few steps silently, blocking Su Tian's gaze towards the center of the school grounds.

Su Tian almost gritted her teeth.

She could only see a hundred books in front of her eyes, listening to the loud counting, and the sound of gasping from time to time in the arena.

"one hundred!"

Finally, when she heard the last sound of the baton falling, Su Tian seemed to lose her strength. After Baibu untied her, she almost collapsed on the ground, unable to even stand up.

"Your Highness." Baibu gently supported her.

Su Tian raised her hand and slapped Baibu.

The sound shook the sky, and Su Tian's palm was numb due to the shock.

A red palm print suddenly appeared on Baibu's fair cheeks, and the indifference in Su Tian's eyes pierced his heart into shock. Then, he looked away in a panic, and lowered his head: "The little one will die."

"You should reflect on yourself!"

It's obvious that the people under her command, if they can't obey her orders, but make their own opinions in the name of her own good, what's the use?

(End of this chapter)