After thirty strokes, Gu Yu looked like he had been fished out of water. His whole body was covered in painful sweat, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding from his bite.
The pale face coupled with the dazzling red looks very sad.
Her back was dripping with blood and it was too horrible to see.
The eldest lady closed her eyes and Gu Yu was punished. She was suffering a lot.
After a while, she raised her head and walked out.
He didn't dare to look back at Gu Yu, for fear that he would be soft-hearted.
When she reached the threshold, she tripped and almost fell.
The maid waiting outside helped her up, and when she was about to open her mouth, she stopped her with her eyes.
My aunt has left, and so has Uncle Yun.
The door of the ancestral hall was closed tightly, and the wind leaked in from nowhere, causing the candlelight to beat constantly.
The spring rain fell, and the ancestral hall was silent.
Gu Yu then slowly knelt down on the ground, trembling, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.
pain.
It hurts.
This was the first time she received family punishment, so she received thirty canes.
But what hurts more than my body is my heart.
Her sister's fear, her aunt's hatred, and her aunt's indifference all pierced her heart and made her miserable.
It's all her fault.
It was she who betrayed the trust of her family.
She had long known that given the situation at home, she should be cautious.
The recent limelight has made her inevitably indulge in pride and arrogance, thinking that everything is under control, all problems can be solved, and all people's hearts can be controlled freely.
Dong Changmao's father was the Minister of Taipu Temple.
She didn't expect such a big loophole.
Moreover, she had already found out that Dong Changmao was a sinister and sinister person. When he was at home, he repeatedly used cunning tactics to kill his legitimate and concubine brothers.
Such a poisonous snake-like person has not been eradicated because of the ridiculous so-called humanitarianism that still remains in her heart.
Give him another chance to come out and hurt his sister.
It was her negligence that caused her sister to be bullied.
My sister is so timid, even when she sees strangers, she can't help but hide behind her.
But she failed to rush over in time when her sister was bullied.
And her sachet.
Her sister embroidered it for her stitch by stitch, and asked her what pattern she liked.
Knowing that she doesn't like spices, I thoughtfully stuffed herbs inside to avoid being bitten by mosquitoes.
But she didn't take it to heart and didn't even notice it was lost.
This gave Dong Changmao an opportunity to take advantage of.
When I took my sister out of the cabinet, she still had this sachet hidden in her arms.
My sister always believed that she would rush over in time to save her.
But she didn't.
She couldn't imagine how frightened and desperate a girl like her sister, who was so cowardly, must be when facing Dong Changmao alone.
My sister's hands, which had only been used to pinch needles, had to use so much strength to knock Dong Changmao unconscious.
It's all her fault.
While attending the peony feast, she had a premonition that danger would occur.
But she still let her sister stay alone.
It's even ridiculous to think that my sister would be happy in front of so many people.
She suddenly understood why her aunt would not let her sister attend the peony feast.
It's not because she's afraid that because they look alike, it will cause people to doubt her identity.
But she is useless.
She has no ability to protect the young eagle from taking off, and will only push her sister to the cliff.
it hurts.
My heart hurts so much.
She really wanted to carve out this heart.
The candle flame crackled.
Gu Yu raised her head and looked directly at the memorial tablet of Lord Zhen Guo.
Father, if you were still here, wouldn't you have let this happen?
Father, what should I do to make myself stronger and protect this hard-won family?
She didn't know how long she had been kneeling alone in the ancestral hall.
Kneel until the scar on his back no longer bleeds, kneel until his whole body becomes stiff and his eyesight turns black.
My heart has become numb with pain.
Outside the ancestral hall, someone's footsteps could be heard, and they stopped again at the door.
She stood up with difficulty, then knelt down due to the stiffness of her legs and feet and the injury on her back.
He gritted his teeth and took a breath.
He stood up again, moved step by step to the door, opened the door, and faced Shang Luoyan's worried eyes.
"Your Majesty, Dong Changmao is awake."
Gu Yu lowered his eyes, making it difficult to see the expression inside, and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay."
Gu Yu walked towards the woodshed where Dong Changmao was imprisoned, her steps staggering. Luo Yan stretched out his hand to help her, but she waved it away.
Within two steps, she changed direction and said: "Serve me to wash up."
Back in the yard, Gu Yu, under Luo Yan's service, wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth and chin, then changed out of his blood-stained clothes and put on a pure white robe.
She took out a sword from the cabinet.
This sword was forged a long time ago and has never seen blood.
Pulling out the sword from the oval scabbard, the white sword light illuminated her eyes.
The sword is in the shape of a triangular prism. It only needs to penetrate one inch, and with a slight twist of the hand, the wound will appear as a three-pronged blood hole.
In this era of underdeveloped medical standards, wounds that cannot be sutured will lead to death.
After preparing everything, she stepped into the woodshed alone.
The blood on Dong Changmao's head has scabbed over, and now his hair is unkempt and his eyes are dull.
When he did all this, he had no intention of living.
Instead of dragging his feet with infamy, it would be better to drag Gu Yu and Gu Qiong to accompany him to hell.
It's just that his thoughts will eventually come to nothing.
The door of the woodshed opened, and Gu Yu stood by the door dressed in white.
Behind me, the rain hits the banana trees, which are green, fat, red and thin.
It was clearly late spring when a muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.
Then a bolt of lightning shot through the sky, and the sky became bright.
Dong Changmao saw Gu Yu standing there with no expression on her face, as if she was coming to ask for her life.
He couldn't help but shrink back.
Even if you have the intention to die, you can't help but be afraid in the face of real death.
When he woke up, he had already thought about whether to commit suicide, but people are like this, if there is any hope of life, they will try to grab it.
After all, he was once his father's proudest eldest son. Even if he is dead now, his father will not really let him go.
However, he would spend the whole night regretting why he did not commit suicide before Gu Yu arrived.
Gu Yu walked in the door, Luo Yan closed it from the outside, and left the yard quietly.
"What do you want to do? Your father is an official of the imperial court. I have the honor of being a civil servant, so you can't kill me." Dong Changmao said.
There was no trace of emotion on Gu Yu's face, and she looked at him as if she were looking at an ant that could be crushed to death at any time.
Dong Changmao's hands were tied behind his back, his legs rubbed against the ground, and he kept shrinking into the firewood pile.
Gu Yu slowly approached, pulled out a three-edged sword and held it upright in front of his eyes.
The snow-white sword blade reflected her snow-white cheeks. Looking at herself inside, she suddenly smiled.
This is the real self wrapped up in layers of shells.
Before Dong Changmao could react, Gu Yu thrust the sword down.
"ah--"
Dong Changmao screamed.
His symbol of masculinity was shattered by the sword.
Blood flowed out from the roots of his legs and splashed onto Gu Yuchun's white shoes and the hem of his shirt.
Before he could realize from the severe pain.
Gu Yu swung his sword and his hamstring was picked out.
Dong Changmao screamed again.
Then Gu Yu cut the rope that tied him.
When people's hands are freed, they will have thoughts that they shouldn't have.
Dong Changmao wanted to attack him, but the pain made him move slowly.
The next moment, his tendon was also picked out by Gu Yu.
Dong Changmao was struggling on the ground like a maggot, roaring.
Gu Yu squatted down, as if enjoying himself, cut off his ten fingers one by one, and then reassembled them into the shape of a palm on the ground.
Dong Changmao's screams were ear-piercing, and his body twisted into an incredible arc due to pain.
She immediately held up Dong Changmao's head with her blood-stained hands, and held a sword in her other hand to stab him in the mouth.
Dong Changmao watched Gu Yu's expressionless face getting closer and closer, and struggled to speak in a terrifying tone:
"You, you are a devil."
"Yes, you shouldn't let me out."
Gu Yu said the first and last words to him tonight.
As soon as he finished speaking, the three-edged sword was inserted into Dong Changmao's mouth.
When he pulled it out, a complete tongue fell out of his mouth.
Let me die.
Give me a pleasure.
But he could only make a sound of "ho ho ho" from his throat.
You can't live, you can't die.
Human beings' vitality is always beyond their own imagination.
The woodshed has turned into a purgatory, filled with the smell of blood.
Gu Yu wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve and admired his pain from a high position.
Since praying to gods and Buddhas is useless, then incarnate as a devil and judge evil.