A bitter whip wind stings the skin like a cut flesh hit Duanmu Minya, followed by the sound of the brocade robe tearing. Duanmu Minya screamed in pain!
"Miss, you..."
Qiujuan, who was protected by Duanmu Minya, heard Duanmu Minya's cry in pain, and she could no longer speak in her heart. She hugged Duanmu Minya with tears in her eyes.
Then she endured the heart-wrenching pain brought by her wrists, and turned over in a mess to protect Duanmu Minya under her, because the whip had been waved at them again!
"Crack!"
"hiss!"
The sound of whips and the sound of clothes ripped up!
"ah!"
Qiujuan frowned and bit her lips and endured the pain, but she screamed in a low voice!
"Hiss!" Accompanied by a low breath of breath, the sound of a sucking air conditioner!
Although Qiujuan tried to protect Duanmu Minya under her body, there was still an exposed area for the whip to be swept. Not only was Qiujuan's body covered with red and swollen blood-soaked whip marks, but even Duanmu Minya's hands and feet were covered with all the same.
Shocking blood marks!
"Stop! We princess, you dare to fight, you rebel! Stop! Stop! Princess!..."
Xia Jin, anxious and heartbroken, could only scream in a loud voice from the side. She struggled hard, but couldn't move because there were already a few people there holding her arms tightly, tightly
Hold her down, otherwise she would have pounced over to block the whip for them.
princess?
She is the princess who was confined by the prince when she entered the mansion?
Damn it, that's even more damn!
She served the prince for so long, she thought she could be helped to sit in the position of the princess, but who knew that the emperor had given the prince a princess, and at that time they were furious that their wives were so angry that they wanted to cut the princess into pieces.
I wish I could eat her meat and drink her blood!
Very good, let you taste the whip now. The beautiful woman dressed in beautiful makeup turned dark, her pupils tightened, and a sinister and vicious starlight passed through her eyes. She winked at a maid next to her.
The famous maid was yelling loudly when she understood it!
"I beat me hard, and hit our Madam Xirou, but I still don't repent, and I dare to shout loudly, belittle myself and don't know the magnanimity. Are our madams comparable to you, those of you, the girl? And this one shouted and shouted.
My girl also slaps me. What a noble identity our princess is, how can you slander you wantonly, how can you tolerate you pretending to be a lie, and how can you beat me hard!"
A series of slaps from "crackling!" were slapped on Xia Jin's face.
After a few strokes, Xia Jin's face turned red and swollen, and even the corners of his lips were torn. The bright red blood winded down the corners of his lips, drop by drop, like a lovesick bean, spreading on his clothes.