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Chapter 95

The black and red court stick sucked on Ji Yunhao with a sharp sound of wind-

But after three or four sticks, blood was already seen on his body.??

Ji Yunhao didn't want to lose his face as a prince in front of everyone. When he started to be beaten, he could still grit his teeth and endure it. But after a few sticks, he couldn't help but hum. After more than a dozen sticks, he began to moan. As the stick fell, his moan became louder and louder, almost screaming louder! The cold sweat on his forehead rolled down desperately.

Lexuan, not far away, heard his ghost crying and howling but had a slightly calm face!

Just a stick, how can it hurt? A man is still a prince and a real man can't stand this? What do you mean by saying this?! Lost all the royal face! I remember that when he was fighting on the battlefield, he was hit by a poisonous arrow. The medical conditions in the army were insufficient. The doctors of the army pulled out poisonous arrows for him without Ma Fei San, and scraped bones to cure poison. A small pot of blood flowed. All the soldiers were frightened and changed their colors. However, he didn't say a word and could still joke with the doctor casually-

It is precisely because of this that he won the title of Iron-Blooded Prince, which was respected and loved by all the soldiers of the army, laying the foundation for his later seizure of power-

He has a tough personality, so naturally he doesn't want his children and grandchildren to be so backless, nor do he look down on the coward who cries out when he doesn't move.

Originally, Ji Yunhao was very pleased with Emperor Lexuan, but after this incident, he was not happy with him and became much colder towards his son. Of course, this is a later story.

Ji Yunhao had the idea of ​​biting his tongue and committing suicide!

He has never been injured in his life, nor has he eaten a board. But it doesn't hurt like this.

The stick seemed to be sprinkled with salt, and every whip hurt like a bee sting, like being stinged by lingchi. It made him so painful that he couldn't help but shout and struggle-

But before being tortured, his limbs were fixed by a specially made iron hoop, and he couldn't break free at all. He just twisted his body desperately, and communicated with tears, like a caterpillar struggling dyingly.

Seeing that he was so miserable, the people around him knelt down to plead with Emperor Lexuan. Even Ji Yunhuang also pleaded with Emperor Lexuan: "Father, my sixth brother knows that he is wrong. He has been spoiled since childhood, so how many sticks would he be better off?"

Emperor Lexuan's face was as deep as water. He also felt that his son was indeed too spoiled and needed to be honed!

"Continue to fight! No one can lose any stick! Whoever pleads with him will fight with him!"

A word made everyone dare not speak anymore.

Emperor Lexuan was not satisfied and ordered: "Clog his mouth! Don't let him cry and howl again!"

So, Ji Yunhao's mouth was also blocked by a specially made jammed object, and he couldn't scream again--

Because the pain was too severe, although Ji Yunhao was so painful, he couldn't even feel dizzy.

When he whipped someone, he was afraid that others would not feel pain enough. Now he was beaten, but he hoped that there would be no pain in the world again...

He stared at the boy, really not understanding where he offended him and asked him to take such a deadly action against him.

Ning Xuemo's shadow suddenly flashed in his mind, and his heart suddenly moved!

The figure of this boy is actually 80% similar to Ning Xuemo!

He stared at his little face again. The boy was wearing a mask on his face, and he knew this.

He just stared in his eyes...

This boy has a pair of extremely clear eyes, as full as water and as clear as a lake.
Chapter completed!
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