After lunch, Nan Si changed into a dress of black clothes that was convenient for horse riding, and was sent to the outside of the palace gate by the palace servants. Under the protection of her close-fitting secret guards, she rode her horse away.

At this time, all the palace servants inside and outside Changding Hall were cleared.

Outside the hall, there were master guards brought by Mo Hua to guard them closely. Ye Junling also personally ordered that no one was allowed to approach here, even if there were a big matter of urgent matters, even if the sky and the earth were sinking outside, no one was allowed to come in to disturb him.

Mo Hua expressed satisfaction with his cooperation attitude.

But this satisfaction cannot reduce Ye Junling's punishment at all.

The western warm pavilion of Changding Hall is divided into two parts by screens. The inner hall is where Ye Junling to sleep, and the outer hall is where he usually reads and practices calligraphy.

There is a long case and a seat, and the four precious treasures of the study are neatly placed on the case.

The seal that belongs to the crown prince is also placed on the table.

It is obvious that this is the place where His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is usually there. Even if he has already been crowned the crown prince, he has no intention of moving to the East Palace to live.

A half-human-high mahogany barrel was placed beside the desk. The barrel was covered with salt water prepared half an hour ago, and two rattans had been soaked in it for half an hour.

Ye Junling stood in front of the desk and waited well for the trip.

Mo Hua simply looked at the furnishings here for a week. They were simple and elegant, low-key but not shabby.

It is in line with the taste of a noble boy, but it is a little different from the identity of the crown prince.

But none of these matter.

Mo Hua was not here to visit today, and he was not interested in Ye Junling's preferences and the furnishings of his bedroom.

Turning his head and looking at the boy standing quietly beside him.

He is tall and tall, with a calm and composed manner, and has a very crown prince style, handsome and elegant appearance, and contains nobleness and innate indifference between his eyebrows and eyes - this is very similar to Xiao Liuer.

However, there is no indifference at this time and has been replaced by Gong Jin.

From the outside, Mo Hua was reluctant to be satisfied with him. After all, he was used to seeing the beauty of Jiu Rao and several princes. His Liu'er was a beautiful beauty who was stunning in the country. No matter how beautiful a man in the world matched her, it was only a barely enough.

As for other aspects, Mo Hua refused to comment.

There is no need to comment.

Xiao Liuer has a reason to like him.

"This is your place, so there is no need to be too restrictive." Mo Hua spoke lightly, his voice was gentle, which made people unconsciously relax. "I just took the order of Your Majesty to complete the task today, so I have no special requirements for you. Find a place that makes you feel comfortable to stand, lying, or kneeling, anyway, how to feel comfortable."

When Ye Junling heard this, he subconsciously looked around the hall for a while and walked up to the desk.

"But one thing, after I take action, you can't make any sound, can't move, can't hide, and can't block it. As for begging for mercy, just keep it in your heart and say it to yourself. I didn't beg for mercy."

Ye Junling's eyebrows and eyes sank, and soon gave up the position in front of the desk, turned around and walked to the carved couch in front of the screen, took off his outer robe and placed it aside, bent his knees and fell to his knees.

Leaning on the bed should be the most comfortable position, but even though Mo Hua said it would be as he wished, Ye Junling didn't think it was a wise decision.

The book case is too hard, and he has confidence in his will, but he is not so arrogant that he thinks he is a body that is indestructible. When the pain reaches a certain level, a short bed must definitely play a greater role than the book case.

As for why I chose to kneel.

This is his attitude.

Regardless of whether Nan Si's parents agree with him or not, in his heart, Nan Si's parents are his parents, and there is no hesitation at all.

Mo Hua pulled out a vine from the salt water, shook off the water from the vine, and walked calmly behind him and stood still: "Before starting a move, I have a few words to explain to you."

"Yes." Ye Junling lowered his eyebrows and said, "Uncle Lao Mo's instructions."

"There is no instruction." Mo Hua said calmly, "Your Majesty knows everything that happened in Donglan in the past two years and what you have experienced in the past month. I know it all. So you don't need to explain or admit your mistake. I don't need you to admit your mistake."

Ye Junling's heart sank again: "Yes."

"There is no amount of punishment. What breaks these two vines? When will the punishment end?" Mo Hua said lightly, "I have something to do at night, so try to end before dark."

Before dark...

It's only noon now.

Ye Junling could only bite the bullet and then tell himself in his heart that all this was for the difficulties that he had to go through for his future happiness, just get through.

Nothing hard.

"The next half day will be very difficult." Mo Hua said in a faint tone, "If you say you can't bear it now, or you don't want to bear it, I can pretend that I haven't been here today."

Ye Junling shook his head and said respectfully: "Uncle Lao Mo taught me a lesson."

"Then from now on," Mo Hua's hand fell on his head, "silenced."

As he finished speaking, he pulled down his spine with the sound of wind. The ruthless force was completely inconsistent with Mo Hua's gentleness. The severe pain exploded from his spine instantly, sweeping all his reason.

For a moment, Ye Junling's mind was blank, and then he clearly tasted the sensation of the severe pain, and subconsciously clenched his teeth.

But Mo Hua didn't give him much time to digest. The rattan in his hand fell like a flower, and soon several purlin marks fell on the boy's back.

Cold sweat ejaculated from his forehead, and Junya's face soon turned pale. Ye Junling, who had never been so harshly punished, gently adjusting his breathing, swallowing all the pain and humming that could hardly help overflowing his throat.

Silence.

These two words sometimes mean a torment.

Except for the sharp sound of the vines falling on the body, there was no movement in the West Warehouse Pavilion, and even the outer hall and the bedroom where Nan Si lived were as quiet as an empty hall.

The sun shines brightly outside, but the temple is already full of time.

Apart from the overwhelming severe pain, Ye Junling never felt anything again.

...

Nan Si rode away from the imperial city and was running towards the direction where Her Majesty the Queen came. Although she didn't see it with her own eyes, even if she was just imagining, she knew that Ye Xiaoqi's current situation was not very good.

The person who can change the situation is not Mo Hua, Luan Fei, or Ji Huangyu, but her mother.

Besides, Nan Si and her daughter haven't seen each other for two years, so Nan Si should have personally welcomed her.

The horse ran for nearly four hours, and the night sky was full of stars. Before midnight, Nan Si arrived in Ziyang City and was about to go to the city gate, but she heard a sound of horse hooves suddenly coming from the city gate.

In the quiet night out, the sound of horse hooves sounded particularly clear and deafening.
Chapter completed!