The imperial concubine is nine and a half years old, and she is willing to overturn the table and re

Xie Yuantang turned back, hooked her small hand around his fingers and said coquettishly: "No, I have to maintain the good impression in my husband's heart, I can't let you see my cruel side!"

Situ Yan smiled, his peach blossom eyes focused and doting: "No matter what you become, you are beautiful in my heart."

But he didn't insist, he just gently ruffled her bangs: "Call me if you get tired, I'm good at whipping."

Xie Zhaoqing: “…” An ominous premonition suddenly enveloped me!

Watching Situ Yan leave, Xie Zhaoqing backed away, holding on to a smile that was uglier than crying, and asked stutteringly, "Yuan Tang, how do you want Dad to compensate you? This late at night... How about you rescue Dad first, and Dad will slowly compensate you, okay?"

Xie Yuantang waved her hand and said, "No need to bother."

As soon as she finished speaking, she closed the cell door.

Then, in front of Xie Zhaoqing, he poured the poisoned wine on the ground, scooped a cup of water from the bucket, and rummaged in his small bag, and took out a bag of shit-yellow powder.

As soon as the packet of powder was opened, a strong smell of shit immediately spread out and even drifted away.

Shen Cen and Situ Yan, who were standing outside, were both startled. Shen Cen tried hard not to cover his nose at first, but later he couldn't help it and asked, "Your Highness, did the little imperial concubine beat Xie Zhaoqing to diarrhea?"

Situ Yan was very calm, shook his head and said: "It should just be feeding him something."

Shen Cen: “…” So Xie Zhaoqing likes to eat shit?

Xie Yuantang added the powder to the water, stirred it with his fingers, and handed it to Xie Zhaoqing: "Drink it."

Xie Zhaoqing felt sick when he smelled the smell, but he held back and said, "Can I not drink it? Dad isn't thirsty yet."

Xie Yuantang smiled and tilted his head: "No~ Good daddy, didn't you say you would compensate your daughter? Be good, drink quickly, or I'll chop your neck off!"

Xie Zhaoqing: “…”

He looked at the cup of poisoned wine sprinkled into the soil, and for a moment he didn't know whether the poisoned wine was more delicious or the daughter in front of him was more terrifying.

Xie Zhaoqing took the cup tremblingly, suppressed his nausea and drank it all in one gulp, then felt it.

Huh?

Not dead!

The eldest father was immediately excited and said, "Yuan Tang, Dad knew that you are his good daughter, Dad @￥%..."

As he spoke, all that remained was his mouth opening and closing, but no sound came out.

Xie Zhaoqing's face changed, he covered his throat and looked at Xie Yuantang in horror.

He is mute! Xie Yuantang poisoned him and made him mute!

Xie Yuantang was fishing out the whip from the bucket. Shen Cen was reliable and knew that she was small in stature, so the whip was a pocket-sized one and did not tire her hands at all.

Xie Yuantang tried it and found it really worked!

While she was sprinkling things on the whip, she turned around to look at Xie Zhaoqing, only to see that he had already knelt down, begging for something while crying bitterly.

Xie Yuantang took a look and suddenly said, "Ah! You mean you're itching to let me spank you a few hundred times?"

Xie Zhaoqing: “…”

He kept saying "Ulla ulala" and Xie Yuantang nodded: "I see, you want to ask me what I sprinkled on the whip, right?"

She sighed, holding the whip as she walked in, saying, "My dear father, I am so filial to you! I was afraid that you would suffer, so I smeared honey on the whip. This way, when I beat you, your blood will taste sweet. Not only will you smell sweet, but the mice, ants, and cockroaches will also taste sweet!"

Xie Zhaoqing suddenly trembled all over and retreated to the corner without saying a word.

Xie Yuantang raised her little hand and smiled comfortingly, "But don't worry, in order to prevent your wound from getting inflamed, your daughter has thoughtfully sprinkled salt and white wine on it to ensure that your skin is being torn and disinfected at the same time!"

Xie Zhaoqing wanted to die so much that he even crawled to the place where the poisoned wine was spilled, trying to pick up the dirt and swallow it quickly.

Lord God, please let him die quickly. He would rather die than suffer this kind of torture!

Xie Yuantang let him crawl, she just very "filially" picked up the red-hot iron and easily stuck it on Xie Zhaoqing's buttocks!

Xie Zhaoqing: “Ahhhhhhhh!!!”

Unfortunately, he couldn’t make any sound. All he could see was his body shape changing from a “convex” to a “concave” in an instant!

Xie Zhaoqing tucked his buttocks and turned his head to look at Xie Yuantang in horror. Xie Yuantang's little face was full of innocence: "Dad, you don't respect me, I haven't finished talking yet!"

Xie Zhaoqing: "..." Let me die, let me die! Whoever can let me die now, I will call him daddy!

Xie Yuantang admired the fear on his face and said with a smile: "The salt and honey just now are just accessories. The important thing is the glass of water. Dad, do you think that glass of water will only poison you and make you mute?"

Xie Zhaoqing opened his mouth wide immediately. Is there anything else?

Xie Yuantang: "And there is Mandragora! Dad, you forgot that the poison you gave me was Mandragora!"

Xie Zhaoqing froze instantly.

At this moment, he finally understood why Xie Yuantang poisoned and mute him, and why she whipped him, because she wanted revenge! She wanted revenge for everything he had done to her!

That's what she calls "compensation."

Xie Zhaoqing swallowed his saliva and mouthed: "But you are not dead!"

Xie Yuantang smiled and said, "So I won't let you die either. As long as you survive, you can walk out of here alive. I promise that no one will stop you!"

Hearing this, a glimmer of hope rose in Xie Zhaoqing's eyes.

As long as he can survive!

If Xie Yuantang, who was so weak back then, could survive, he can definitely do it too!

Xie Yuantang waved the whip and winked at him: "Then Daddy, I will start beating you~"

Xie Zhaoqing nodded, thinking how much strength a nine-year-old girl could have. It would only hurt a little, and he just had to get through it...

"Snap!" With one whip, Xie Zhaoqing's face was immediately torn into pieces!

Xie Zhaoqing: "Ahhhhhhh!!!"

"Snap!" Two whips, breaking the tendons!

"Snap!" Three whips and the tendons of his feet were broken!

Xie Zhaoqing fell to the ground, twitching all over, blood spurting from the corners of his mouth, and was no longer able to ask questions.

Why does it hurt so much when a nine-year-old girl is whipped?

There was no trace of smile in Xie Yuantang's eyes, only cold cruelty and bloodlust. She whipped the boy with the whip again and again, as if she saw the helpless little figure lying in a pool of blood in the woodshed that day.

Xie Yuantang kept whipping Xie Zhaoqing until his body was covered in blood and he was breathing his last breath. Only then did he stop and throw away the bloody whip.

Rats and ants crawled over following the scent and nibbled at Xie Zhaoqing's wound bit by bit, but he didn't have the strength to move.

Xie Yuantang snorted coldly: "My dear father, enjoy the last moments of your life."

Xie Zhaoqing looked at her, stretched out his trembling fingers in her direction, and opened his mouth wide: "At that time, you didn't die!"

So why should he die?

Xie Yuantang looked at the hand he extended, his eyes were cold, and his voice was cold: "Who told you I'm not dead?"

Xie Zhaoqing's eyes widened instantly.

Xie Yuantang didn't even look at him and turned to leave the cell.

What she didn't tell Xie Zhaoqing was that she had also put a drug in the cup that would ensure that he would stay alive all night and watch his flesh and skin being eaten away bit by bit by rats!

She walked out of the cell door, looked up and took a deep breath.

The young original owner is kind-hearted and doesn't want to see her train people into zombies, so she should be merciful and send Xie Zhaoqing to death!

Xie Yuantang walked to the door. Situ Yan heard the footsteps and turned around immediately. His peach blossom eyes were warm and clear. He smiled and stretched out his hand to her: "Are you done?"

Xie Yuantang looked at the clean big hand, smiled slightly, raised his hand and shook it: "We're done, let's go home!"

In the cell.

Xie Zhaoqing endured the torture of being bitten all over his body, staring blankly at Xie Yuantang's receding figure.

So what she meant by her last sentence was that she was not Xie Yuantang! Not his daughter!

His daughter had died long ago, died the day he gave her the datura poison when he allowed Wei Lian to whip her?

That day flashed before Xie Zhaoqing's eyes. Through the crack in the door, he seemed to catch a glimpse of the child pointing a finger at him.

He never looked back at her that day.

Today, he pointed his finger at Xie Yuantang, but she didn't even look at him...

There are more and more rats, and they are eating faster and faster.

Xie Zhaoqing looked at a rat in horror as it crawled towards his eyeball. He opened his mouth to scream, but found that he could not make a sound...