Chapter 10.5 - After the Sickly Beauty Transmigrated Into a Book, He Married the Arrogant Crown Prince
The cold wind rose, Song Beiyao helplessly and ruefully laughed a little, his face became more and more pale: "I didn't think that my husband would still suspect that I was ...... cough, cough cough ......"
Xiao Yun suddenly couldn't understand the conversation between these two people, and busied himself by getting in front of Zhang Bo and muttering in a low voice: "What is this about? What’s this about reporting a task and suspecting him of what?"
Zhang Bo does not fully understand, he only remembers that when Ce-jun (the consort, Fourth Prince of the Summoning Kingdom) first entered the palace, he was thrown in the dungeon, and suffered a lot. And for his highness, he blocked a sword. This is why his body is getting weaker and weaker day by day, making the people feel pity for Song Beiyao.
Zhang Bo hung his head low and said, "This old slave does not know."
At this time, Ling Feng suddenly spoke, "Your Highness, it is really as you think, how could Ce-jun not think of a reply in advance? Your Highness' repeated suspicions will inevitably hurt Ce-jun’s heart."
He then turned his head to look at Song Beiyao, his face anxious, "Your Excellency, just tell His Highness the Crown Prince."
Xiao Yun continued to ask Zhang Bo in a low voice, "Who is this one? He's quite handsome."
Uncle Zhang swept a glance, "Ce-jun’s accompanying boy, Ling Feng."
"Che, just a servant." Xiao Yun’s face was instantly filled with disdain.
Song Beiyao glanced at Ling Feng, his eyes saying ‘stop’, then he looked at Pei Ji and slowly said, "Today is the end of the year. Since the weather is better and I've been bored in the courtyard, I wanted to take a look at the streets of Lidu to get a feel for the bustling atmosphere."
Pei Ji looked at Song Beiyao with cold eyes: ''If that's the case, why did you look embarrassed when I asked you just now? If you want to go out of the palace, why don't you send someone to inform this king? On weekdays when you want to see this king, you're quite good at summoning someone to inform this one. What makes today different?"
Song Beiyao seemed to be stopped by the question, his expression was a bit stiff, and he hung his eyes like he was pondering something.
It really looks like he was caught in the act of having something to hide.
Pei Ji sneered, "Come on, whip and beat him until he tells the truth."
"Your Highness, you cannot!" Ling Feng violently broke away from the guards holding him and knelt to the ground, "Young master’s body is not well, he can't handle the whipping. If Your Highness insists on punishing Ce-jun for going out of the house without authorization, then I am willing to take the punishment for him, and it was I who helped the young master go out of the house."
"Ling Feng ......" Song Beiyao said intolerantly.
Pei Ji looked at this pair of master and servant with cold eyes, remembering that a few days ago another servant reported that they were sleeping together in the study. The coldness in his eyes increased, "Okay, the love between the servant master is deep. Reward him with fifty lashes."
Song Beiyao looked at Pei Ji incredulously, "Husband!!!"
The whip was quickly lifted up from a bucket, and the stocky guard carried the long whip out of the salt water brine, the whole thing covered with barbs and spikes that was already painful just by looking at it!
"Oh my god!" Xiao Yun covered his mouth in shock, “Forget about fifty lashes, just one lash would be fatal!”
The guard raised the whip and whipped the ground. With a “crack” sound, on the hard celadon tile, there was a deep whip mark.
"Ling Feng, Ling Feng!" Song Beiyao was a little panicked.
Until just now, everything had been within his expectations. The only thing that exceeded his expectations was Ling Feng's sudden rush to take the punishment for him, and Pei Si's obvious life-taking punishment.
Song Beiyao wanted to rush forward and stop him, but the guards on his left and right sides directly framed him, and he was instantly unable to move.
“Husband, I have blocked swords for you and helped you find Peng Yu, and for that I beg you to please spare Ling Feng's life! Leaving the mansion was my idea, it has nothing to do with him!!!”
Pei Ji's eyes were full of indifference, skimming over Song Beiyao's rarely seen panicked expression, and he lightly lifted his finger, “Execution.”
The gray-clothed guards raised the long whip, then ruthlessly brought down. The force of the swing caused a very loud “snap” sound, and it tore Ling Feng’s outer robe and exposed his skin.
Ling Feng let out a muffled grunt and nearly fell to the ground.
The second whip fell, and blood flowed out. Song Beiyao cried out in shock, "I said, I'll tell you what I did out of the house today, so quickly make them stop!!!"
Pei Ji didn't even look at him and cruelly hooked his lips, "It's too late to say anything now. Don't be anxious, after he's done getting punished, you'll be next."
Song Beiyao instantly turned deathly white as he realized that he seemed to have gone too far with his games. Pei Ji was serious.
In that moment, he finally experienced Pei Ji’s terrifying and ruthless heart. The third whip, the fourth whip, the fifth whip, the sixth whip.
…
Song Beiyao's body trembled uncontrollably as pain from the depths of his memories swept through his body.
Calm down! Calm down! Must remain calm!
When the seventh whip fell and the guards raised their hands to swing down the eighth whip, Song Beiyao used all his strength to take advantage of the slackness of the guards on both his sides to break free and rush under the whip to protect Ling Feng.
There was a loud “crack”, and the whip hit him hard in the back. The first moment he felt numb, then pain poured in like a mountain, and his body was flipped heavily to the ground, and the things hidden in his sleeves fell out.
"Ahh! Gosh!!!" Xiao Yun let out a shriek and immediately covered his mouth, glancing at Pei Ji a few times in panic.
Although he hated Song Beiyao, he didn't want the other party to die. That whip just now was a solid blow, and he even heard the sound of cracking flesh and bone.
The guards also stopped their whipping at once, and looked at His Highness the Crown Prince helplessly, waiting for instructions.
"Your Highness!" Zhang Bo hurriedly said, "Something seemed to have fallen off of the consort just now."
Pei Ji's eyes were dark and stern, staring at the young man on the ground who was either alive or dead, nodding slightly, "Go and see what it is."
Under the pavilion, the master and servant were both dying. Zhang Bo hurriedly descended the steps and walked over to Song Beiyao's place, picking up a few things on the ground, and once he took a closer look, his eyes widened in shock.
"Your Highness!" He hurriedly ran back and handed something to Pei Ji, his voice trembling, "Your Highness, look!"
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