The weak prince's queen

Chu Xiyue's heart was filled with fear and despair. She kept backing away, trying to escape this horrible scene. However, the Taoist priest didn't give her any chance to breathe. He winked at Bijun, signaling her to take action.

Bijun immediately understood the Taoist's intention and quickly ordered the servants to capture Chu Xiyue. The servants rushed forward and pinned Chu Xiyue to the ground, immobilizing her. Chu Xiyue struggled desperately, but her strength was far inferior to the servants'. Her hands were firmly grasped, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not break free.

Seeing that Chu Xiyue could no longer escape, the Taoist priest raised the whip in his hand again and lashed Chu Xiyue's back fiercely. Each lash brought a sharp pain, making Chu Xiyue suffer unbearably.

At this time, Dong'er on the side was extremely anxious. She kept calling out, "Miss! Let me go!" But she herself was also held tightly by other servants and could not go forward to help Chu Xiyue.

Chu Xiyue knew full well that all this was Madam Lin's meticulously orchestrated conspiracy. Yet, powerless to resist, she could only silently endure the Taoist's whipping. She gritted her teeth, enduring the pain, staring intently at Madam Lin and the Taoist, her eyes filled with rage and unyielding determination. She vowed to herself that she would remember these people's faces and one day make them pay for their actions.

Mrs. Lin watched the scene with a smug look on her face, a sinister smile on her face. She thought to herself, "You want to fight me? You're too young!" However, despite her inner elation, she feigned sympathy and said hypocritically, "Oh, my, how pitiful! Just bear with it a little longer, and it will be fine soon."

Meanwhile, Master Lin sat quietly, watching all this unfold with an expressionless face. In reality, his heart wasn't as calm as it appeared, and he harbored complex emotions towards Chu Xiyue. On the one hand, he felt sorry for the torture Chu Xiyue endured; on the other, he believed this was for Lin Ruoxue's own good, to prevent her from making mistakes in the palace in the future. Therefore, he chose to remain silent and not intervene to stop the ritual.

"Master, the prince's guards are here." One of the servants walked hurriedly to Master Lin and reported in a low voice.

"Then why are you still standing there? Come in." Upon hearing this, Mr. Lin quickly stood up with a hint of surprise and nervousness on his face.

"By the way, please pack up and leave." Master Lin turned around and gave instructions to the people around him.

A moment later, a guard dressed in black brocade and holding a long sword walked steadily towards him. His steps were steady and powerful, revealing a sense of majesty and confidence.

"Master Lin..." The guard walked up to Master Lin and bowed slightly.

"Commander Mo, please forgive me for not coming to greet you in person." Master Lin hurriedly returned the greeting with a very polite attitude.

"What's this in Master Lin's mansion?" Mo Feng asked in confusion, looking at the scene in the yard that had not yet been cleaned up.

"I'm sorry to bother you. There have been many strange things happening at home recently, so my wife invited a Taoist priest to exorcise the evil spirits." Master Lin sighed helplessly and explained.

"So that's how it is. Today, I, Mo, came here on the orders of our prince to bring the gift list for your review." Mo Feng took out an exquisite gift list from his arms and handed it to Master Lin.

"We in the Lin family have no objection. We will follow the prince's arrangements in everything." Mr. Lin took the gift list with both hands and said respectfully.

"Okay, then I will report back to the prince right away." Mo Feng said respectfully.

"Okay, okay, thank you, Commander Mo." Master Lin responded with a smile on his face.

"Miss, Miss, are you okay?" Dong'er ran to Chu Xiyue anxiously after breaking free from the servants, asking with concern. Dong'er looked at the whip marks on Chu Xiyue's back and couldn't stop crying.

"It's okay, Dong'er, I'm fine." Chu Xiyue endured the pain and forced a smile to comfort Dong'er. However, the severe pain in her body made her face pale and she could hardly stand. Dong'er was quick to support the shaky Chu Xiyue.

Before leaving, Mo Feng glanced at Chu Xiyue and Dong'er from the corner of his eye, and at the same time took in their conversation. Although he was full of doubts, he knew that it was not appropriate for him to interfere in the internal affairs of the Lin Mansion.

After seeing Mo Feng off, Master Lin turned around and told his servants to take Lin Ruoxue back to her room, and told them to find a doctor to treat her as soon as possible.

Dong'er looked at Chu Xiyue with heartache, her eyes full of tears: "Miss, you are covered with scars all over your body, how can you be okay?" Her voice trembled, revealing her inner worry and uneasiness.

Chu Xiyue gritted her teeth and said comfortingly, "It's just some superficial injuries, nothing serious. But you, were you hurt just now?"

Dong'er shook her head: "No, I was just caught by the servants, it's nothing serious. But Miss..."

Chu Xiyue patted Dong'er's hand gently: "Don't worry, I'm really fine."

Although Mo Feng had already left, the images of Chu Xiyue and Dong'er lingered in his mind. He couldn't help but recall the conversation he had just overheard, and he became deeply interested in this unfamiliar woman. However, he knew he couldn't interfere too much in the affairs of the Lin Mansion, so he could only bury this curiosity deep in his heart.

At the same time, Mr. Lin personally took his servants to send Lin Ruoxue back to her room, and quickly sent someone to call a doctor.