At least Jun Lingfan couldn't stand it.

In the past, the two brothers had a good relationship, and the emperor's brothers were tolerant. Usually, as long as they did not touch the bottom line of the principle, he would not care about it.

Including the requirements of several younger brothers, they never restricted what rules they should comply with, and they would not always talk about the rules.

But that line always exists.

As the crown prince of a country, the future Supreme Lord of the Nine Five can allow any words and deeds that do not conform to the rules, but will never indulge in such a thing as slandering human life - whether it is to his younger brother or civil and military ministers in the court.

If you make a mistake, you have to pay the price.

This sentence is not something you say.

As the second prince of Dongling, he was born in a noble family and was not a troublemaker. Jun Lingfan had never been beaten seriously since he was a child. Except for ordinary martial arts competitions, he would inevitably suffer minor injuries. He had never suffered formal interrogation or punishment once.

So he didn't know that falling on his body could bring such sharp and sharp pain, as if he wanted to split the bones into two pieces. He suppressed the pain in his throat and felt the severe pain spread rapidly from the place where the rattan fell across his limbs, causing his brain to be blank for a moment... No, it should be said to be numb.

The pain was so numb that it was only numb.

The pain is overwhelming.

Ling Fan gritted his teeth, and cold sweat dripped down his hair. His face was pale and his hands were tightly squeezing the soft couch.

He might have to thank his brother for his kindness and knows that he might be embarrassed, so he allowed him to lie on the couch and be punished, otherwise his reputation would be ruined for his lifetime.

Jun Lingfan thought that after this time, he would probably never forget the sound of the vine stick breaking the wind in his life.

Whoosh!

A staff fell down.

Ling Fan's body spasmed for an uncontrollable moment, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth tightly, and used all his self-control to swallow back his screams. Only his trembling body could see the torment he was enduring at this time.

The fingers of both hands were pale with excessive force. Jun Lingfan's consciousness had begun to blur, but the clear and tangled pain was replaced by his reason in time, which made him unable to faint.

Whoosh!

Another rattan hit.

The body was as painful as it exploded, Jun Lingfan said with a pale face and a shaking voice: "Emperor, brother..."

The rattan pole stopped.

The man standing behind him had a very calm tone, so calm that he was almost ruthless: "What do you want to say?"

"Brother, let me... slowly..." The voice was shaking unreasonably. Jun Lingfan tried hard to turn his head, trying to shake off the sweat accumulated on his eyelashes. "How much... is it?"

Jun Lingxiao was silent for a moment: "It's still early, you'll bear it slowly."

Jun Lingfan closed his eyes weakly.

He also felt it was too early.

Although the body hurts everywhere, the number of people has not yet gone down, and maybe it is less than fifty.

But the emperor's move was too ruthless, without any moisture at all, Jun Lingfan felt it was a bit difficult.

Three hundred, like a distant number, can't even see any hope.

But you have to bear the amount you set by yourself even if you kneel down.

But according to the Emperor's style of playing, there is no need to have three hundred, about one hundred is enough to make his soul return to the west.

"Or will not say it?"

Jun Lingfan thought half a beat before he received this sentence.

say what?

He gently rubbed his head against his arm, rubbing a little sweat off his voice, and his voice was almost broken: "Brother... go ahead."

As he finished speaking, the rattan pole broke through the wind and landed hard on his thigh.

Under the severe pain, his body trembled like a dying fish. Jun Lingfan bit his arm suddenly, and then he could barely stop the scream that broke out from his throat. Sweat spread out from his forehead as if he didn't have money.

Pain gathers.

The tremor in the body is no longer controlled.

But the person who started the attack seemed to be unable to feel his pain at all, and the rattan rod was ruthlessly swung.

The poor Jun Lingfan was wandering in the midst of the ups and downs of pain, and for the first time he truly experienced the cruelty and cold heart of his royal brother.

three hundred.

Jun Lingfan regretted his humble words for the first time.

Do you really think you are a steel bar and can withstand three hundred criminal responsibilities?

The night outside the hall was dark, and dark clouds were covering the sky layer by layer. The surroundings were so quiet that no sound could be heard. Only the cramped and painful breathing could be clearly heard in the hall.

The night is long and it's still early.

Someone has already entered a sweet dream.

Some people are in pain and suffering and cannot be relieved.

Some people are also sad and in a dilemma.

Lu Chong was turned away for the first time.

"Son-in-law." Aman stood in front of the door with a responsibly, bowed his knees and bowed to Lu Chong, "Miss is not feeling well today and went to bed early. Please move to the White Girl."

Lu Chong was worried: "Yan'er was not feeling well? What's wrong with her? Have you invited the doctor to come and see me? Aman, please let me in-"

"Son-in-law." Aman blocked the door toughly, "Miss just wants to be alone, please don't make things difficult for me."

Lu Chong looked at her in surprise: "Aman?"

"My son-in-law probably doesn't want to make a big noise, right?" Aman said in a low tone. "My lady has been in a state of energy these two days and doesn't want to deal with anyone. She just wants to stay quietly for two days. I hope my son-in-law can fulfill his wish."

Lu Chong's face changed slightly, he pursed his lips, and couldn't help but say, "Aman, do you think I did something wrong?"

Aman raised his eyes: "What is the son-in-law referring to?"

Lu Chong didn't say anything.

"If it refers to taking a concubine, my son-in-law did nothing wrong." Aman said lightly, "It is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, and my son-in-law is no exception. Besides, Miss Bai suddenly lost her father and was lonely and helpless. It is normal for me to pity her. For Miss Bai, my son-in-law is her beloved man from heaven."

Lu Chong's eyebrows were slightly frowned.

"If you say that something is really wrong, it is also my lady's fault. The mistake is that she shouldn't have too much fantasy for her son-in-law." Aman said calmly, "It's even more wrong because she is a woman and a real wife, she actually fantasizes about her husband's loyalty to marriage and feelings."

Lu Chong's face changed: "Aman, Yiyi's appearance does not affect my feelings for Yan'er. I really like Yan'er. "

"Most men in the world have the same virtues." Aman sneered, "When he said he only liked one person, his concubine took it in without hesitation. While staying in the concubine's room, he was affectionate with his wife and affectionately... Son-in-law, my lady is ungrateful and cannot afford the affection of her son-in-law."

Lu Chong's face was blue and white, and he clearly had a lot of defense, but he couldn't say a word at this time.

"Son-in-law, go back." Aman said, "Miss Bai is weak. It's not good if she faints again. My son-in-law probably needs to be with her every night to be at ease."

Lu Chong's face changed again and again, he looked up and spoke to the door: "Yan'er, believe it or not, my heart for you has never changed. Even if I have Yiyi, it's the same."

Aman looked up at the sky and felt that the moon tonight was not round at all... Oh no, it was black and black, where did the moon come from?
Chapter completed!