"Ah!" There was another sharp pain on his buttocks. Compared with the first time, this time it hurt a lot. Zijin even felt as if his buttocks had been beaten to pieces.
This was only two blows, could she still bear fifty blows?
When the third blow hit Zijin hard,
Zijin could no longer care about the screams and struggled to get up from the bench.
But these executioners seemed to be extremely experienced.
Zijin was pinned down so hard that he couldn't move at all, let alone get up.
Unable to struggle, Zijin had to reach out and cover his buttocks.
But no matter how she reaches out,
But still can't reach his butt.
Bamboo planks fell on Zijin's body in one fell swoop.
With screams one after another,
Thick blood stains already oozed from Zijin's long skirt.
The bright red blood stained the pure white dress,
It is as beautiful as red plum blossoms in the snow.
First, Zijin kept counting,
But in the end, she didn't even have the strength to scream.
Her consciousness also began to blur a little bit.
She didn't know how many blows she had received,
Maybe it's almost fifty, maybe it's not even ten at all.
The consciousness that has gradually become blurred,
Suddenly, an ominous premonition of "I can't make it through" came up.
Then in her mind,
It was a heart-wrenching despair.
Despair, because of the song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix",
Especially because of the handsome young man in white standing in front of "Lai Feng Pavilion".
Yu Wenmingxuan's face gradually appeared in his mind,
His gentle eyes are always smiling,
He had slightly sad eyes,
There is also the warm smile that is always on his face.
In this life, I will finally fail him!
At this time, the last thought that appeared in Zijin's mind was:
She felt nothing for the rest.
No matter the heart-breaking pain caused by the rod,
Or the despair that you know you can't do but still can't stop.
－－－－－－－－－Third update (Updated: May 18, 2011 9:20:57)