The concubine lies on the bed, looking at Thor and leaving behind, breathing a sigh of relief as if she got what she wanted.

She and the master will be implicated when someone dies in the mansion, but it is different outside the mansion...

Thor slowly walked out the door, stood at the door, looking at Li Tangqing who was standing not far outside the door.

A little farther away, her figure was exactly the same as Li Xia back then.

He closed his eyes and sighed deeply.

I didn't sleep all night last night and was hit again today. The hat made of marten-skinned skin on my head formed a strong contrast with his expression at this moment.

Li Tangqing looked at Thorhe who was standing at the door and hesitating, and realized in his heart.

He stepped forward, walked to Thor, reached out to take down her cloak that she regarded as treasure, and handed it to Huanfeng beside him.

The slender body, with a "thump", knelt in front of Thor.

He whispered loudly: "Your self-knows that your crime is extremely evil, and you have hurt the concubine and the child in her womb. You are willing to receive thirty sticks by yourself! Tell yourself!"

The woman's voice was soft, like water and wind, but it was loud and loud.

In order not to destroy my brother's plan, to be able to stay in the mansion.

How could she block the mouth of the concubine without suffering any flesh and blood?

Over the years, my brother's forbearance and his hatred are vivid in my mind.

She and her brother tasted the hatred that they had nowhere to rest every day.

Thor and the woman in red kneeling in front of her.

Everything is out of his original intention, but it is the best solution.

I sighed in my heart, forgot, forgot, Qing'er has martial arts skills, and she can survive thirty sticks.

It can also eliminate the pain of losing a son by the concubine, and this is considered both.

Moving his dry lips and tongue, he said weakly: "Since that's the case, then get the punishment..."

He ordered the maid beside him, and the maid quickly brought the man in the mansion who specialized in implementing the rules of the mansion.

The man was about thirty years old, tall and big, and he was specially kept by the concubine as a maid and slave in the mansion.

Under his command, no less than ten people have been killed.

I saw him holding a wooden stick in his hand, holding his head and chest out, following the maid.

Huanfeng looked at the man who was slowly approaching and pursed his lips tightly.

Although the sister's foundation will not be killed, the pain of flesh and blood is inevitable.

She felt sorry for her sister, but she felt sorry for the young master even more.

When things come to this point, you will find a corner of the truth.

And Thor and the Mansion are a very important breakthrough.

If they miss this opportunity, they will find it difficult to find any more opportunities.

He clenched his fists with both hands and pondered for a moment. When the man walked to Li Tangqing, he slowly took a few steps back.

Give up a position for the great man.

The daily job of the Han Dynasty was to be a servant in the mansion.

However, this time it was Thor who spoke in person, and the punishment of such a weak and beautiful woman still surprised him.

Kneel on the ground, waiting for Thor and to speak.

Thor sighed deeply, with his hands behind his back, as if he didn't want to see this scene again.

Turning around and saying, "Take it, thirty sticks..."

The man was obviously stunned. When he saw that the woman was punished, he thought that the master was just intimidating.

Unexpectedly, he really beat him. He realized that he was distracted and hurriedly kowtowed and responded.

Upon hearing this, Thorhe walked into the room.

Seeing Thor and came in, the concubine in the room lying on the bed anxiously said, "Master, what's wrong? Are they all arranged?"

At this moment, she urgently hoped that Li Tangqing would disappear in the mansion immediately.

Thorhe walked to the side of the concubine, with her hands behind her back, and looked down at her.

He said, "Your requested thirty sticks. According to my opinion, this is all right."

Looking at Fang Fujin's sudden change in expression, he then comforted him: "You and my husband have been together for many years. I still know your personality. Thirty sticks are enough to make you feel angry."

"I feel uncomfortable if the baby is gone, so don't worry about this anymore..."

The concubine raised her head and looked at Thorhe.

This moment made her feel like she was back to the past.

He also looked like this when he defended Li Xia.

But back then, the mansion had no current glory, so he had to take too much into consideration.

Now, her child's death was so calm with Li Tangqing's hands.

He lie back on the bed, looked up at the top of the bed, and his eyes that were already unsightly were even more unfocused at this time.

Taking a deep breath, calming down a little.

Close your eyes and said slowly: "I know, Master, please go down, I'm tired..."

Thor reaches out to tidy up the quilt for her, turns around and leaves, without saying anything.

The solid wood wooden door was gently closed and made a slight sound.

When the concubine heard the sound of Thor and leaving, her big eyes slowly opened.

The red bloodshot in the eyes was even worse than before.

At this time, the door was opened again, and a little girl walked into the room with a tray in her hand.

Every step I took seemed to be afraid of the food that was bumping into the tray.

This is the maid who specializes in serving the concubine.

The concubine just had a miscarriage and was in a state of poverty. The kitchen made soup for her. She waited in the kitchen for a long time before she brought it to the concubine.

The concubine looked at the wooden branches walking towards her with her face twisted.

He said: "There are shackles on his legs?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Zhi suddenly looked up and said blankly, "Ah?"

At this time, Fangfujin suddenly raised his voice and said loudly: "Without shackles, are you walking so slowly? Are you unable to move your legs or your feet cannot lift them?"

Muzhi seemed to understand what Fang Fujin meant, and nodded quickly and quickly stepped up.

I was walking almost, and I was afraid that the soup in the tray would be sprinkled away, so I looked a little hunched with my body holding the tray.

Carefully walked to the bed, knelt on the edge of the bed, and placed the tray in his hand on the stool at the head of the bed.

He picked up the exquisite porcelain bowl, picked up the spoon with a trembling hand, leaned over and fed the donkey-hide gelatin soup in the bowl to the concubine.

Fangfujin glanced at Muzhi with disgust and reached out to pull the bowl in her hand.

Mu Zhi was shocked. After the empty hands, he suddenly raised his hands to block his head, and shrank his body as if conditioned reflex.

Seeing Muzhi's actions, Fangfujin snorted, delivered the bowl to his mouth and took a sip.

He said, "Look at yourself, even if your head falls off, it's just a big scar. Are you so afraid of suffering from flesh and blood?"

Muzhi saw that the concubine was not trying to do something to him, so she breathed a sigh of relief, but still lowered her head.

The sound was like a mosquito and flies, "No, no, wooden branches, wrong..."

Put the bowl in your hand, warm the fingers that are cold to the point of your fingers, and impatiently break the wooden branches.

"Okay, don't be ignorant! Get out and tell Dagang, and let him beat that bitch to death! If you beat him to death, you will be rewarded!"

When Mu Zhi heard this, her body trembled significantly. She had been in the mansion for many years, so she had heard too much of this sentence.

Every time the concubine said this, there would be someone in the mansion who was punished and beaten to death by Dagang.

He realized that he was lost, so he got up from the ground in panic, bowed his body to the side of the concubine and said, "Yes, yes, Muzhi, go."
Chapter completed!