After rebirth, the prince fell into the hands of the princess again

After saying this, Song Jinyu was about to rush forward without hesitation, but was stopped by Rong Lou who grabbed his arm. Just as he was about to question, he saw the attendant beside Emperor An step into the hall and walk towards this side. He hurriedly stopped, looked around, and looked very busy.

"Your Majesty has asked me to bring His Royal Highness Prince Rong over."

"Please follow me, sir."

Chen Lang immediately led people in. Song Jinyu and Rong Lou looked at each other and followed in.

Outside the Xuan Zheng Hall, the execution of fifteen strokes of the cane was completed. Tang Mumu lay on the ground, vomiting blood. The silver-white fox fur on his body had been stained red by the blood. Snowflakes fell rapidly, and only Tang Mumu looked glaringly red in the vast silver-white.

She raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth. She didn't cry out as the fifteen sticks fell, but her body was shaking slightly uncontrollably. Tang Mumu even felt that she no longer had the strength to resent Emperor An.

Tang Mumu had only endured half of the thirty beatings with the sticks, but her head seemed to be swelling and even opening her eyes was a little difficult. She couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that she might really die here today.

I didn't expect that she would die so tragically and worthlessly. Her master's revenge had not yet been avenged, but she was already dying.

"Father, we really can't fight anymore. Please have mercy on me." Rong Su's anxious voice brought Tang Mumu back to her senses, making her feel fortunate for a moment that there was still someone willing to protect her when she was about to die.

Emperor An ignored Rong Su who was kneeling on the ground. He just glanced at him coldly, suddenly stood up and walked to Tang Mumu, looking down at her.

"If you knew that Ayan had planned everything long ago, and had played everyone including me in his hands, and was determined to get the position of Crown Prince, would you still be so desperate as to beat the drum to report the injustice just to clear his so-called grievances?"

Tang Mumu listened to what Emperor An said, but didn't have the energy to argue with him.

"If Ayan knew that you were willing to risk the world's condemnation and beat the drum to report to the emperor, kowtow three times and kneel nine times, and endure the punishment of beating with a stick, he would be very happy." After saying this, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and Tang Mumu felt sick when he saw it.

"If you can still survive after thirty beatings, Ayan will earn you a crown princess. Thirty beatings in exchange for the crown princess position is a good deal."

Emperor An didn't want to read it anymore, and only said: "If anyone is willing to take the last three blows for her, double the amount."

Emperor An walked away, and no matter how Prince Chen pleaded, it was useless. He could only be spared the last three strokes of the cane.

The guard wanted to continue, but was frightened by the look of King Chen and his hands softened a little, so he had to stop temporarily.

Rong Su went to Tang Mumu and squatted down, his eyes full of worry, "How are you?"

Tang Mumu nodded gently, chuckled and whispered: "Fortunately, he is not dead."

Rong Su frowned tightly, unable to bear to look at her. Tang Mumu laughed again, "Thank you, big brother. If I can't go out today, you must treat my sister well. She likes you very much and has liked you for a long time."

"Now is not the time to talk about this." Rong Su said sternly. Even he couldn't help but doubt A Yan after hearing what his father had just said. At this moment, Tang Mumu gave him the feeling that she believed his father's words, and even more like she didn't care about her own life at all.

"Don't believe what Father says."

Tang Mumu couldn't help but pulled her lips. Her mind was in a mess and she didn't want to say anything more. She just turned around and said to the guard holding the stick behind her: "Please hurry up, it hurts too much."

If you die, you die; just think of it as a way to be liberated.

Tang Mumu didn't regret it, but she felt a little sorry. If she lost her life here today, her master would never forgive her. Thinking of the time she spent with her master in the past, she seemed not to be so afraid of death anymore.

The guard tightened his grip, and sweat kept oozing from his forehead despite the cold weather. Even a strong man could not withstand such torture, let alone a woman like her?

Tang Mumu supported herself on the ground and knelt up again. Suddenly, she took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and put it in her mouth. She knelt straight and looked straight ahead.

The cane finally fell again. Tang Mumu burst into tears in pain. She bit the handkerchief tightly in her mouth and still didn't scream.

When she saw the figure rushing towards her, she thought she was hallucinating because of the pain, but she actually saw Rong Yan.

He is now imprisoned in Wusheng Hall. How could he appear here without his father's order?

"It's A Yan." Rong Su's face lit up with joy. He stepped forward to stop the guards who were carrying out the execution and waited for Rong Yan to come over.

Song Jinyu and Rong Lou followed behind Rong Yan. They couldn't help but gasp when they saw the scene in front of them. Everyone was stunned. Rong Yan didn't say a word. His legs went soft and he knelt in front of Tang Mumu. He stretched out his hands to touch her, but his hands kept trembling. Tang Mumu looked at him, her eyes slowly turned red, and she turned her head to the side when those hands were about to touch her.

Rong Yan was stunned, his hands froze in the air, his eyes were full of fear, and he didn't even dare to look at her. Her reaction must have been because his father had said something to her.

She was full of resentment, resentful of herself. Her heartbeat suddenly stopped and her throat rolled, but it felt like it was blocked by wet cotton and she couldn't make a sound.

Rong Yan was still wearing the inner garment he had worn at the autumn hunting meeting that day. He had taken off his armor. The bloodstains on his thin clothes had already dried, and a few strands of messy hair hung down.

He had never been so embarrassed before, but Tang Mumu was much more embarrassed than him at this moment. Her body was covered with bloodstains, her hair on her forehead was wet with sweat, and even the snow beside her was stained with bloodstains, like red flowers blooming in the snow.

Song Jinyu approached Prince Chen, swallowed his saliva and asked in a low voice: "How many times did he hit him? How hard did he hit him to make him look like this? Why didn't you stop him?"

"My father was here just now. If I insisted on stopping him, he would have punished me more severely. She has already received sixteen strokes of the cane. If she can survive another eleven strokes, someone will take her place for the last three strokes."

Song Jinyu hissed and asked in a deep voice, "There are eleven more strokes of the cane? The little princess will really be beaten to death. I have only heard that the cane is a unique torture before, but today I have seen it with my own eyes. This kind of torture, let alone the little princess, even you and I may not survive. This is too cruel. Could it be that the emperor really wants the little princess' life?"

"You knew she was going to beat the Dengwen Drum?" Rong Su was so angry that he really wanted to split open his head to see what was inside. "Since the founding of the dynasty, few people dared to beat the Dengwen Drum. Couldn't you have stopped her? Now that she's been beaten, do you know how to beg for mercy? It's too late."

Glancing at the attendant standing beside Emperor An with his eyes lowered, Rong Su's face turned cold. This person came on behalf of his father.

Rong Su took a step forward and grabbed Rong Yan's arm, his expression serious and solemn, "Father is already angry. If you forcibly disobey his order, it will only make Father hate Princess Rong even more, and things will only get worse. Even if it's for her, you listen to me and don't do anything stupid."

After Rong Su finished speaking, he looked up at Rong Lou, who immediately understood what he meant. After hesitating for a moment, he stepped forward to help Rong Su hold Rong Yan's other hand.