The guards arrived soon, two strong men, holding a long cowhide whip in their hands, with awesome momentum, and they were obviously good at executing the execution.

When Jiang Yingyue saw the two of them, her heart and lungs were cold. My life was over! She thought sadly in her heart, and her body shook and almost collapsed on the ground.

No matter how vicious she is, she is just a seventeen-year-old girl. How can she not be afraid of death?

Looking at Jiang Yingyue's expression of despair and fear appeared on her face, Ouyang Huiru's eyes darkened and she moved her eyes away, "Clog her mouth and execute her execution!" Her voice was cold and ordering.

Jiang Yingyue is a poisonous snake. If you don’t beat her to death completely, you will sooner or later suffer. Give her eighty whips, she will die cleanly. Think about yourself. If you let her go because of your soft heart, it will fall into her hands in the future, and it will become a luxury to die.

While constantly doing psychological construction, Ouyang Huiru still felt a little cold in her heart. Her hands were finally stained with blood. Although she was not doing it herself, she was not far away. Although she had already realized, she still felt a sense of subversiveness that her world was finally stained with blackness. The depression in her chest was even more condensed, which made her feel so painful.

She stood up and glanced at her last glance at her mouth being blocked. She hung on the tree in the yard. Jiang Yingyue, who was constantly being beaten, left here in a daze. She was not an executioner after all, and she could not stay and watch coldly.

After wandering aimlessly in the palace for a long time, she unknowingly circled back to Qiankun Palace again. Eighty whips, counting a lot, but it was whipped very quickly. The open space in front of the palace had long disappeared from Jiang Yingyue's whip, leaving only many messy footprints and the blood stains brought by the whip when it split the flesh. Blood splashed all over the white snow, forming bright red pits. The scene was a bit shocking, the cold wind blew, and it brought out an unpleasant smell of fishy smell, which was disgusting.

Ouyang Huiru's pupils shrank violently, and she fled her eyes stiffly, her face suddenly turned pale, and she turned around and ran towards the inner hall, her steps were rushed.

"Father!" She ran to the inner hall and stopped in front of the dragon bed. She looked at Wanyan Bupo, who had already woken up and was reviewing a memorial, and she called out in confusion.

This sound was full of fragility, like a lost child, urgently needed comfort. Wanyan Bupu's heart was so painful that he quickly threw down the memorial, naturally spread his arms, and said warmly, "Father is here."

Without any extra comfort, just a simple promise, Ouyang Huiru felt at ease, and without thinking, she threw herself into his warm embrace, and her floating heart fell into the ground in an instant.

"Father, we just whipped Jiang Yingyue's eighty whip." She whispered in a low voice as if she was muttering to her dreams.

"Oh?" Wanyan Bupo responded meaninglessly, pressed her chin against the top of her hair, rubbed her with attachment twice, and gently patted her back with her big palm, as precious as a baby in her arms, and cautiously.

Ouyang Huiru urgently needed someone to talk to her. Her father's simple response was very much to her. She relaxed a little, and the corners of her straightened mouth curled up a little. "Father, Jiang Yingyue obviously has a prescription but is reluctant to give it up. She insists on seeing you suffering from illness. It's really cruel, so I can't tolerate her, so I whip her for eighty times. Do you think she will die?"

Her tone was a little worried, but she had some expectations. It was so conflicted that she could see how she was suffering and torn.

Because every word in the girl's words reveals her protection, Wanyan Bupu was extremely impressed. She hugged her arms tightly, quietly kissed her hair with her thin lips, and replied in a low voice, "So what if you die? So what if you live? That's all her life. The cause you planted will swallow the fruit you bear."

Is the cycle of cause and effect? ​​This explanation is really mysterious, but it also instantly relieved the burden in Ouyang Huiru's heart. She closed her eyes with peace of mind and smiled, "The father is right. This is the cause and effect she should bear. Let's see if she can survive this disaster."

After thinking through it, Jiang Yingyue's death or immortality was no longer within her thinking. After death, she turned to deal with Liu Wenqing; if she was not dead, she would definitely counterattack wildly, and she just took action. After this time, she no longer took Jiang Yingyue seriously at all. She suddenly realized that she was the noble princess, and she wanted to kill a palace maid, but she just moved her fingers and opened her mouth.

Relying on his father's strong arms and feeling his warm body temperature, Ouyang Huiru completely relaxed, her mind gradually became drowsy, and she fell asleep in a daze.

I haven't seen any movement in the person in my arms for a long time. Wanyan doesn't turn her head. Seeing her sleeping sweet face, she can't help but smile.

Little girl, how could you be so cute? I thought to myself with a funny heart. Wanyan Bupu leaned over and occupied her long-awaited cherry lips without hesitation, and tasted it very much.

Maybe it was because I was too tired recently, so I rarely relaxed once, and I lost my burden again. Ouyang Huiru fell into a deep sleep when she closed her eyes. No matter how Wanyan Bupo kissed her, her eyelids didn't move.

Wanyan Bupu let go of her red and swollen lips, reluctantly rubbed her fingertips for a while, then stared at her calm sleeping in her long time, then sighed with satisfaction, and hugged her tightly in her arms to sleep together.

When Ouyang Huiru opened her eyes again, she had been sent back to her embroidery bed by Wanyan Bupo. If she got up and found that she was sleeping with her father's quilt, she might be so crazy.

When Ouyang Huiru woke up, Jiang Yingyue also woke up from her coma and felt the severe pain coming from all over her body. Her eyebrows spread and she laughed silently.

Eighty whips, she didn't die? That's great. As long as she has a breath, no matter what the price she pays, she must pull Ouyang Huiru to hell!

After deeply reflecting on her situation, Jiang Yingyue finally realized that the reason why she lost to Ouyang Huiru was ultimately due to the huge identity differences between the two. If Ouyang Huiru wants to punish her, she just needs to speak freely. Therefore, she must climb up. Not only does she have to climb, but she also has to pull Ouyang Huiru off! She will not be a human being if she does not avenge this revenge!

Because she had a huge hatred in her heart for support, even if the palace people ignored her, and even if she didn't care about her diet and medicine, she supported her with extraordinary will. Without medicine, she moved her half-dead body to look for her medicine in the yard, chewed it casually on the wound, and she had no food. She left it to go to the bucket outside the kitchen to find leftovers that could still be eaten.

Fortunately, this is winter, the wound is not prone to infection and inflammation, and the food that is poured can be preserved for a long time. In short, half a month later, Jiang Yingyue, who survived tenaciously in the hostility of everyone, and the result is amazing.

"Okay! Good mind! So perseverance! I look at her with admiration again!" After hearing Jiang Yingyue's recent situation, Wanyan Bubo raised his eyebrows and said with interest. Although he instructed the secret guards not to whip her to death, it is still a matter of whether a weak woman can survive with such a serious injury. The perseverance shown by Jiang Yingyue this time made Wanyan Bubo's defense against her deeper.

"Anshun, go and tell Jiang Yingyue that since the Crown Princess has the words first, her affairs will be overturned. But she is not qualified to do the fourth-rank female history, so she will be a rough palace maid. Moreover, I don't have idle people in the palace, and she is not dead, so she still needs to do what she should do."

Wanyan's words and interest-minded Chao Anshun ordered, thinking coldly: He has not healed his serious injury, he has been excluded, and has been demoted, and he still has to do all his rough work every day. Jiang Yingyue, see how long you can hold on. After experiencing these many tortures, he has gradually moved away from your destination, and you have reached the end. If you are poor, you think about change, and if you change, you need actions and connections. I am waiting to explore your details.

When Ouyang Huiru heard the news that Jiang Yingyue had survived, she was only slightly surprised and returned to her calmness. She sighed inside: It’s the protagonist! It won’t die no matter how you do it. This is simply a law. Unlike cannon fodders, you can even choke to death by drinking a sip of cold water.

Putting aside the resentment of being partial to the plot master, Ouyang Huiru ignited her fighting spirit again and waited for Jiang Yingyue to take action. She knew that with Jiang Yingyue's mind, she would not be silent for a long time and would definitely wait for an opportunity to take revenge.

In this way, under Ouyang Huiru's patient waiting, another half month passed, her father's body healed and returned to her former radiant appearance. Jiang Yingyue's injuries were actually all gone. According to Xiaoyu who had been investigated, there are only some light pink scars left on her back.

It seemed to be perfect, but only Jiang Yingyue herself knew what kind of damage this whipping caused to her body. The skeleton on her body seemed to be broken and put together again. She felt unbearable pain in every move, especially when she got up from the bed in the morning, her bones would make a "Karakera" moan, and every joint was in pain, and it took half an hour to recover.

Although the pain has been alleviating over time, it has never disappeared. She was unwilling to think deeply, but she had to accept reality. Her current body is probably not allowed to be used. She is usually very skillful and is not as good as the clumsy and rough palace maids, so the palace people do not need to trip her up. The mistakes she caused every day were enough for her to be severely punished by the chief manager Anshun.

After the punishment, no matter how weak she looked, she would not do anything she should do. She knew that Ouyang Huiru's words of scolding her for deliberately delaying the delivery of medicine must have reached Wanyan Bupo's ears. Wanyan Bupo was deliberately torture her.

Fortunately, Ouyang Huiru was hypocritical and said that if she did not die, she would be spared from her previous sins. Although Wanyan Bupo was cruel and ruthless, she was a person who valued promises very much and never took back what she said. Without Ouyang Huiru's words, even if she came alive, she could not escape Wanyan Bupo's settlement of the score. However, she knew that as long as Wanyan Bupo grabbed her a little, she would not be able to escape death sooner or later, because she found that his eyes were getting colder and colder in recent days, as if he was looking at a dead thing.

No! It’s time to leave. If you stay, you won’t even be able to save your life. But where will you go? Marrying the Emperor’s brother is absolutely impossible. You have to find someone to rely on before they put me on the Emperor’s brother. But who else can be used by her, shelter her, give her a noble status, and help her revenge?

One question after another kept coming to Jiang Yingyue's mind, making her sleepless every night.
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