d Xiao Changyue joining forces, believing they had contacted his family, they became fearlessFu Zimuo sneered in his heart, unconsciously withdrawing his arm from Yun Xiaoxue's hand, "Yun Xiaoxue, do...Qin Luo'yan was startled, almost about to speak, she suddenly clutched her clothes tightly and held back.
"Jin Mu, this child is disrespectful to Master Hongru. Take him down and whip him ten times." Fu Zi Mo instructed Jin Mu faintly. Jin Mu raised his eyes to look at Fu Zi Mo, but then lowered his head again.
"Your Majesty, Yisheng is still young and doesn't understand things. Please don't punish him. He's my younger brother, I..." Qin Luoyan's eyes were misty with tears as she grabbed Fu Zimo's arm. She was right, this old monk seemed to get along casually with Fu Zimo, but in reality, he must be very important to Fu Zimo.
Fu Zi Mo raised his hand, pressing his finger on the edge of her lips. "There are rewards for merit and punishments for transgressions. Even a child cannot break the rules." He added, "As for whether you can become a scourge, well, as long as this king wills it, you are a scourge. If this king does not wish it, do you have the qualifications to become one"
In his eyes, she was just like a pet. She listened to him, and he could put her on a pedestal. If she didn't listen, he didn't mind letting her fall into the mud.
This is a powerful kind of confidence, confidence that allows him to control everything!
Qin Luo knew, this was the true Fu Zi Mo. He seemed gentle to her, but he was merely doting on a pet. Therefore, he didn't mind her using some tricks in front of him because he was confident! Did he truly trust her Or was it just feigning permissiveness Did it really matter
Perhaps, in his eyes, it wasn't important at all. Real or fake, as long as it couldn't be flipped out of his palm, what was the point
Outside the door, the sound of whips lashing against flesh came quickly.
Fu Zi Mo stood up and walked to Hongru Master's front, "Alright, I've had enough of the play, let's go play chess."
"Well, you've never listened to me anyway," sighed Master Hongru. He glanced back at Qin Luoyan one last time before frowning and walking away.
As soon as they left, Qin Luoyan casually wrapped herself in a garment and rushed out of the room. At a glance, she saw Jin Mu wielding a whip and lashing at Yixing's back.
She rushed over and grabbed Jin Mu's hand, "Stop it."
"I'm sorry, Miss Qin, I have to obey the king's orders." He pushed Qin Luo away awkwardly and then beat Yisheng.
Qin Luoyan ignored his whip and rushed over to hug Yisheng. Turning back, she said, "Then I'll take a few lashes for him. I am his sister, he is just being foolish, it's my fault."
"Miss Qin, please don't make things difficult for me. Besides, you've been with the Prince for some days now, you should know that if there are any marks of a whip on your body, Yisheng... might receive even more punishment. Rest assured, it's just one whipping. I know the strength, after all, this child will be my nephew in the future."
Kimu truly likes Yingsheng. Yingsheng, a child with such a special bloodline and unwavering determination, is the most suitable candidate to learn his senior brother's martial arts.
Qin Luoyan knew that Jin Mu was right, so she hesitated for a moment before releasing the hand holding Yixing's. She patted his head and said, "Bear with it, okay"
Yi Sheng nodded and said, "I'm not afraid of pain."
Four simple words, yet for some reason, they pierced Qin Luoyan's heart with pain. He was just a six or seven-year-old child, but the things he had to endure were simply too much.
The whip lashed across Yixing's back again and again. Perhaps Jinmu had controlled his strength, but even so, the half-man tall figure couldn't bear it.
After ten lashes, Yi Sheng was in excruciating pain and fainted.
Qin Luo'yan wiped away her tears, suddenly no longer wanting to cry. She gritted her teeth, picked up Yisheng, and walked towards the house. Jinmu hesitated, wanting to say something, but in the end, he just sighed and said nothing.
Because today was a temple fair and it rained heavily in the mountains, the mountain road became slippery and wet. As the saying goes, "Stay guests on rainy days," many incense-bearing visitors stayed at the temple. Fortunately, this temple, thanks to the royal patronage, was magnificent in both scale and grandeur, not at all inferior to the houses of wealthy families.
As dusk settled, the fragrance of cooking drifted from the monk's quarters in the temple.
This courtyard is the closest to the back mountain of the temple, and it's also the most tranquil one. Given Fu Zimu and Master Ruhong's friendship, this courtyard naturally belongs to Fu Zimu and his companions for their residence.
Qin Luoyan stayed in the courtyard because of Fu Zimo's influence, but since it was a temple, there were no servants who would bring food like they did at the Prince's Mansion.
After Fu Zi Mo followed Master Ru Hong away, he never came back. Yisheng's wound on his back was not light. After applying medicine, he fell into a deep sleep.
The body is the capital of revolution. Qin Luoyan is too rational; she is so rational that she would never allow herself to be wronged for love. If there's no one else in this world who cares about you, shouldn't you love yourself even more
The top of the mountain was a bit chilly, so she put on a thick cloak before heading out. She was going to the dining hall for some food. As soon as she stepped out of the courtyard, she headed towards the dining hall. After walking for a while, she heard the sound of men and women laughing happily.
Qin Luoyan's footsteps faltered, she looked up and suddenly saw a familiar face. In the distance, under a plum tree, a woman in red covered her mouth and smiled lightly. Her appearance was also very beautiful, which made Qin Luoyan hard to forget.
How could Liuli be here Did they even invite her to perform at the temple If she's here, then wouldn't Liu Yun, the Crown Prince, also possibly be here
Unwilling to interact with these people, Qin Luoyan decisively turned and followed another secluded path. She didn't care if the path led to the dining hall or not, as long as she could avoid these people.
After walking along the path for a while, the sky grew completely dark. There were no lanterns lining the path, but luckily there were a few stars shining tonight, so I could still see the road ahead of me.
My stomach was growling so loudly. Being delayed by her like this, I'm afraid there's probably nothing left in the dining hall. This temple isn't like my familiar place; it wouldn't be easy to find something to eat. Helplessly, she could only pat her stomach and sigh.
Perhaps Heaven had mercy on her, for as she was about to turn around, she accidentally kicked something with her foot. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a red potato. Looking more carefully, she realized that this place was actually a field of potatoes. It seemed likely that this was the temple's self-sufficient farmland.
Remembering past lives, on a winter street, buying a few roasted sweet potatoes from a vendor and bringing them back to the studio. It wouldn't take more than two minutes for my studio buddies to devour this natural delicacy.
Thinking about it, she became a little hungry and decided to roll up her sleeves and dig out some red potatoes. Then, beside a large rock, she built a fire. When the fire was almost burning out, she buried the potatoes deep in the embers.
While waiting for the sweet potato to roast, Qin Luoyan tilted her head back and gazed at the twinkling stars in the sky. She couldn't help but sing a song she used to love, "If the cold snow freezes everything, I will wait here for you to appear…"
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