Before she could recover, her neck was clamped by his iron fingers. Her eyes widened. She saw the furious face of King Chu, and the air was forcibly squeezed out of his chest. Her eyesight went black.

Almost fainted.

"You're only a ten-year-old child," his gritted teeth sounded in her ears, "how can you be so cruel? Come here, drag the princess out and give her thirty beatings with a cane!"

Yuan Qingling has been unable to sleep for several days and has almost no physical strength. After being slapped, he was so weak that he could not even stand. As soon as he released his grip, he fell softly to the ground.

, the air returned, and she took a big breath. But her body was suddenly dragged up and forcibly dragged out.

In the darkness, she could only see the cold face of King Chu, which was almost gleaming with ice. There was also the look of disgust in his eyes. That touch of luxurious brocade clothes.

She was dragged down the stone steps and hit her head on the hard and sharp stone steps. She felt a sharp stinging sensation and her eyes went black. She finally fainted.

She didn't faint for too long. Waves of pain came from her body. It was the pain she had never experienced in her previous life. She was hit on her waist and thighs one by one. Every blow was painful to the bones. She felt that her waist was...

The legs are probably broken.

There was the taste of blood in her mouth. She bit her lip and tongue. The darkness in front of her eyes made her unable to pass out again.

The pain kept her awake.

After thirty rounds, she felt that a lifetime had passed.

She, Yuan Qingling, is a genius of the 22nd century. There is a long line of people who admire her and respect her. She is the focus of every occasion she attends.

How many patients are eagerly hoping that she can develop a life-saving medicine.

However, here, it was so difficult for her to save a little boy, so difficult that she had to pay the price with her life.

She was dragged back and no one cared about her life or death. It would be best if she was dead.

She was thrown on the marble floor of Fengyi Pavilion, and her medicine box was hit heavily on her back.

She couldn't turn over, and she could think that her back was bloody and bloody. She reluctantly reached for the medicine box, opened it, took out a pill, swallowed it, and gave herself an injection, hoping to survive this disaster.

Slowly, she fainted.

In the short courtyard, Chu King Yu Wenhao ordered his men to beat Yuan Qing Ling severely. He was still angry and comforted his grandmother for a few words, and then he left.

Tang Yang caught up and said, "Your Majesty, Princess, would you like to ask the doctor to come over and take a look?"

There was a sinister look in Yu Wenhao's eyes, "No need, if you die, you will die violently!"

"What's the explanation over there?" Tang Yang asked.

"How do I need to explain?" Yu Wenhao's voice was cold.

Tang Yang understood, "Yes!"

Yu Wenhao strode away.

Tang Yang returned to Aiyuan and asked Lu Ya to get medicine for Brother Huo.

Entering the short courtyard, I saw that Brother Huo had fallen asleep.
Chapter completed!