Evil Doctor Savage Girl: Taming the Snake as Husband

Chapter 45: The prince is very expensive, and he has to goug his eyes when he peeks!

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I was stunned on the spot! Why did Feng Yingxiang enter the door without saying hello!

The most important thing is that my big snake is still standing on the ground with its tail bare! !

The panic at that moment was nothing less than the shock of my entire life, and I almost fell to the ground without coming up in one breath!

However, the thing that worried me didn't happen at all. I turned my head to the left and only looked at the place where a half-human and half-snake was supposed to be standing, but it was bare and there was nothing.

Where's the snake

"Fujin you..."

"Fu Jin, what Fu Jin!" My voice was so loud that I was shocked, but then I still roared: "Did you let you in? Come in?!"

"The servant girl... The servant girl..." She blinked faintly: "The servant girl just wanted to tell Fu Jin that the jade jade cake was not sugar, but salty salt. It would be so uncomfortable if it was eaten in the mouth! The servant girl was just a momentary panic. , I am so anxious that Fujin will eat that unpalatable thing!"

However, having said that, Feng Yingxiang still turned a pair of skeletal eyes and looked into the room, especially my bed. After a while, she glanced at it several times, as if there should be an adulterer hidden in it. of.

What I did just now was indeed a bit improper. When those little girls were standing in front of my door, I didn't let them into the house. Instead, I brought vegetables into the house under cover.

What's more, what I want to eat today is much more than usual. In addition, I haven't left this room the day before until now, which makes people think about it.

But even so, those little girls only dared to think in their hearts whether this Fujin had a man outside and brought him back to the palace

This Feng Yingxiang is also very courageous, so he rushed in to test me, planning to hit me by surprise? !

"You misplaced the seasoning, right?"

Before I reprimanded, a sudden male voice broke the silence for a while.

"Yes… "

Feng Yingxiang turned her head, this time she glanced at the bedside openly, and then immediately bowed her head.

Just because there was no one else on that bed, just the beautiful man-Han Moyu, with his upper body half exposed and a quilt rolled up on his lower body.

When was it moved

Nima... Not to mention the streamlined upper body, just the mermaid line where his quilt is rolled. Naturally, I don’t know that he can’t see his big black snake tail inside. It’s just a little bit of pitch black that fascinates people. …

Feng Yingxiang, as a big girl who hasn't come out of the pavilion, naturally bowed her head when she saw such a man, but she couldn't help her heart and wanted to look up at the throbbing eyes, so she hesitated.

I almost saw through her heart, just waiting for some time, if she dared to look up, I would immediately drew my mouth over and hit this ignorant little slave maid!

The possessiveness towards Han Moyu is much more serious than imagined, even if he is curled up with the quilt, only his upper body is exposed... nothing important.

But even the upper body is not happy to be seen by people!

This naturally comes from my original body, the overbearing little woman who can directly kick her husband into the river.

I ate some flying vinegar on my side. Han Moyu lay his head on the bed leisurely, as if watching the excitement. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at the table and brought it along with the roast lamb. The pastry, and then he spoke.

"Misplaced adjustment is a big taboo of the post-cooking maid. You should be responsible for one hundred, but when you first committed it, you only hit fifty." When Han Moyu said this, his face was still smiling: "Will be wrong next time. I will not spare you."

"But the lord..."

"But." Han Moyu obviously hadn't finished speaking, and continued to speak: "Enter the master's room without permission, especially if you see something that shouldn't be seen... He has to gouge his eyes and cut his tongue, so as to save the right and wrong afterwards."

"what?"

"what?"

Two beeps, one is me, the other is Feng Yingxiang.

Googling your tongue! What kind of torture is this? !

"The slave servant... The slave servant doesn't know, Lord! The slave servant knows it was wrong!!"

When Feng Yingxiang heard this, she was so frightened that she knelt directly on the ground.

Han Moyu didn't say a word, but looked at me.

"Indeed... it's cruel."

I was blunt, and because Feng Yingxiang's cries spread, many little girls gathered around, and some guards were also watching not far away.

"Come here—" Han Moyu stretched out his hand, sat up, and yelled lazily: "Take her down and blame her for fifty. It's here to fight, this king is watching."

"Yes! Lord..."

A few guards immediately started, and the yard was quickly filled with people, the benches quickly followed, and in a blink of an eye, Feng Yingxiang was held down and brought in front of the bench.

Han Moyu naturally lifted the bed sheet, rolled it directly around his waist, covered his lower body and got out of bed.

Perhaps the tail is better closed, but there are really no flaws in it, so I can see that he walks more enchantingly than usual, moving in a horizontal direction.

And I, can't wait to pounce on him and bite his two big collarbones!

Show what show! What meat is leaking!

Bastard! ! !

Just because of his leaking, there was another eye-picking guy. The little girls next to him were all staring at the bench in the distance. Even Han Moyu didn't dare to look at a single piece of hair, so he didn't want to be caught. Penalty.

Feng Yingxiang cried and cried, begging the prince to forgive him, but he was still tied to the stool. The tie was sturdy and could not move, so he could only cry.

"The prince... Ooo! Fu Jin! Let the slave and maid be spared! The slave knows it was wrong!!"

"hit."

This Han Moyu is worthy of being a cold-blooded animal. Hearing the hoarse cry, he was not soft-hearted at all. What should I do.

In a blink of an eye, the trousers fell, and everything he saw was white.

The first time I saw this kind of criminal law... It turned out to be in broad daylight... How can I behave in the future...

The guards naturally didn't dare to neglect to wave their long sticks!

The thing hit the soft flesh, making a popping sound. The first few hits didn't matter, but in the follow-up, you can see the red marks growing on the previously hit areas...

After ten blows, Feng Yingxiang couldn't stand it anymore and wailed, but he was tied to it at the beginning, and it was useless to struggle.

After more than twenty strokes, the red seal had been transformed into a part of bloody, a flush of blood mixed with congestion.

After more than 30 strokes, the blood was more congested, and what I saw was a purple red. Feng Yingxiang was scratching like a crazy dog, and when he wanted to leave the bench, his howling voice began to hoarse.

"It's almost alright..." I moved to Han Moyu's side: "This is too miserable."

He lowered his head and glanced at me, his eyes cold and not warm.

"The rest will be made up for you?"

"... I won't interrupt anymore."

After more than forty strokes, the skin began to crack, and a part of the congestion completely flowed out. After the stick fell, it was not just a beating of the skin, but the most fragile diaphragm between the skin and the flesh.

For example, burns or non-bleeding injuries are the most painful because they have not passed that layer of membrane.

After the fifty beatings were over, Feng Yingxiang was lying on the bench as if dead, and she seemed to have a breath left.

But this tone was quite real. Just when Han Moyu said: "Prepare things." She realized that the next punishment was even more terrifying, and she even struggled to bring down the bench and fell to the ground!

Several guards hurriedly held her down.

When the eye-picking hook was brought in, her crying sound was no longer human...

"Okay." I couldn't hold back, and said: "It's so beautiful, it's a pity to goug your eyes."

"Really?" Han Moyu didn't say anything, but asked instead.

"Yeah, I can dance, you beat me, I guess my tendons won’t move for a long time. Look at that hand, it’s also painfully scratched on the ground and the skin is worn out. How did you play the piano? And in case it hurts the inside. Not having children anymore, isn't it more pathetic than digging out her eyes? She won't be able to live for the rest of her life..."

Han Moyu listened to me coldly, as if he hadn't heard.

But fortunately, he didn't really hear it. Just when Feng Yingxiang's eyelids were plucked off and the hook was about to poke, he called to stop.

The guards obviously took a long sigh of relief and immediately let go, which shows that they are also unwilling to do such bloody things.

And Feng Yingxiang wailed even more, as if he was alive and convulsed with fright.

However, just when I thought this cold-blooded animal had found it in conscience, I didn't expect that he reached out and hooked my chin, pressed it to my lips and murmured.

"Why don't you just do what you said, so she can't give birth?"