Chapter 35 Chapter 35 It's really torturous

After saying that, he disappeared from Sang Ling's sight out of thin air, and Sang Ling didn't even have time to refuse.

Going to see him every day... Sang Ling felt a little overwhelmed.

She came to Chunming Pavilion. The one-month countdown to her death, the unknown performance ahead, the dangers everywhere and the constant fear, had never made her collapse like this.

She finally understood why only Fu Yin could sit on the throne of the Demon Lord.

Because he is the most perverted.

Gou Qiu dared to carry Sheng Sheng back only after Fu Ying left. As soon as Sheng Sheng came back, she immediately circled around Sang Ling and looked around everywhere, not missing any detail. She seemed to be extremely afraid of Fu Ying, fearing that he would hurt Sang Ling.

After a careful examination, Shengsheng saw that Sang Ling didn't have even a small wound. His stern face relaxed and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

When she saw Fu Yan, Sheng Sheng didn't want to leave even though she was scared. If Gou Qiu hadn't held her tightly, she would have rushed back long ago.

So much so that she is now angry with Gou Qiu.

Gou Qiu poked the angry Sheng Sheng and found it quite funny, but she did not explain anything. As a subordinate of Lord Demon, she knew what Lord Demon meant when he looked at her.

The Demon Lord doesn't want anyone here, even if it's Shengsheng. If she doesn't take Shengsheng away, who knows what will happen.

Only after the Demon Lord left did Gou Qiu relax. She poked Sheng Sheng and asked Sang Ling.

"Master Demon has not punished you, has he? You are the first person that Master Demon summoned but avoided."

Sang Ling looked at Mo Shengze with a not very good expression.

"I have punished you. Your Master Demon is very good at torturing people."

Gou Qiu and Sheng Sheng suddenly became nervous, "Did Lord Demon punish you? How did he punish you?"

Gou Qiu was really anxious, and said in a flash: "Should I cut off one of your limbs, or destroy your cultivation, or use you as a slave?"

Sang Ling frowned even more tightly.

Shengsheng was almost crying, and Gou Qiu said earnestly: "Hurry up and give in to Lord Demon. Don't act on impulse at this time."

Sang Ling pursed her lips tightly, unable to say anything.

Gou Qiu became even more anxious. "What exactly is the punishment? Tell me about it. Maybe there is some room for maneuver."

Then she saw that Sang Ling's eyes had lost their luster and she seemed to have lost all desire to live.

"He asked me to see him every day..."

"What?" Gou Qiu suspected that he had heard it wrong, but when he listened to it again, it was still the same answer.

"He is taking revenge on me because I don't see him, so he punishes me like this and tortures my spirit every day."

Shengsheng's face wrinkled with anger, and she clenched her fists and said angrily: "Bad guy! So bad!"

Gou Qiu calmed down completely. He realized that Sang Ling really didn't understand Lord Demon. Could this kind of punishment be considered a punishment?

More like...

As if realizing something, Gou Qiu immediately pursed his lips.

What a tragedy!

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Night comes and goes, and the next day is the real end.

The next day was the monthly reckoning day. The same arrangement was followed, and Gou Qiu was still guarding behind a large square wooden table, waiting to reckon with the spirit stones of every official.

What was different was that today, when Sang Ling walked into the pavilion, the people in Chunming Pavilion looked at her not with the curiosity and scrutiny of the last day of reckoning, but with shock and enthusiasm.

The name Sang now represents hope, miracle, and the supreme goal in the hearts of all the people in Chunming Pavilion.

Only Zuo Qiuyu hadn't looked over since she came in, but everyone could feel that although Zuo Qiuyu didn't look at Sang Ling, she reacted to every move of Sang Ling.

This was completely different from the last day of reckoning when Sang Ling was ignored.

Hu Yanyan's eyes were not on Sang Ling, but on her old rival Zuo Qiuyu.

She is now concentrating on wondering whether she can surpass Zuo Qiuyu.

The reckoning officially began. Unlike last month, today ordinary people handed in their spirit stones first, followed by the courtiers of the imperial court.

One by one, the courtiers came forward to hand in their spirit stones. With the help of this grand banquet, all the courtiers had earned enough spirit stones. No one was like Kuang Yan last month.

After all the ordinary courtiers happily completed the liquidation, it was Kuang Yan who failed in the liquidation last month.

Kuang Yan walked to the table holding a small wooden box and opened it with a smile. Inside the box were sparkling spirit stones. Although there were not many, one could tell at a glance that there were more than five thousand.

Kuang Yan stayed in Sang Ling's attic every day last month to write and practice music, and she still did not commit herself to him against her will. These spirit stones today were given to her by some guests as rewards when she played the piano for Sang Ling at the Jiaotai Banquet last night.

Although it was not much, it was over five thousand. Together with the two thousand that Sang Ling had paid for her last month, she completed the liquidation task in full on her own.

Gou Qiu was also happy for her and was about to sing along, "Kuang Yan, five spirit stones..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Sang Ling, "Wait a minute, I almost forgot, Kuang Yan still has some spirit stones with me."

Kuang Yan was full of confusion. After thinking for a long time, he still didn't know when he had placed the spirit stone with Sang Ling.

Gou Qiu gathered the spirit stones that Kuang Yan handed over to him and put them aside, clearing a small area.

"Is there any more? Bring it up."

Sang Ling came on stage carrying a Qiankun bag, glanced at the small area where Gou Qiuqing came out, thought for a while and decided to pour it directly.

Then, Gou Qiu watched as a torrent of spirit stones flowed out of that small Qiankun bag, white and continuous...

Is this some?

Gou Qiu immediately tightened the mouth of the Qiankun bag and said, "Just tell me how much Kuang Yan you have."

Sang Ling had calculated it earlier, "Four hundred thousand."

Taking into account the half that Chunming Pavilion wants to collect, Kuang Yan can hand over a total of 200,000 spirit stones.

Kuang Yan was stunned, her voice stuttering: "How can I have so much..."

She really didn't have any spirit stones with Sang Ling. After thinking about it, there was only one reason: these spirit stones were the result of her labor in accompanying Sang Ling.

But, four hundred thousand!

Last month she was a small Chao person who couldn't even pay three thousand and was about to die, and today she got four hundred thousand?

She waved her hands repeatedly, "Too much, too much, I was just accompanying the fun."

Sang Ling did not agree with her words, "Your music scores and accompaniment have helped me a lot, these are what you deserve, your value is greater than you think."

Kuang Yan couldn't help but shed tears. Her music score and accompaniment had been of great help to Sang Ling. These were just Sang Ling's way of helping her.

She once said that her only wish was to earn enough spirit stones and leave Chunming Pavilion.

She herself almost forgot this delusion, but Sang Ling still remembered it.

Gou Qiu interrupted Kuang Yan's tears, "Okay, okay, spirit stones are the best way to measure a person's value, which means you are very valuable now."

Kuang Yan smiled and bent her eyes, and pushed all the spirit stones away, "Then mom, help me settle the accounts."

Gou Qiuqing counted all the spirit stones, smiled and raised his head to sing along:

"Kuang Yan, two hundred thousand and five thousand four hundred and thirty spirit stones!"

The spirit stones of the courtesan Chao Ren and Sang Ling have not been counted yet, but Kuang Yan has directly rushed to the first place.

Kuang Yan was still a little dizzy until she stepped down from the stage. The people beside her looked at her with envy. Two hundred thousand, only Zuo Qiuyu, the most popular courtesan, handed in that much last month.

She's the number one courtesan!

Soon it was the turn of the third most beautiful courtesan, Shuang Lian. She looked a little sad and also had a bag in her hand. She walked up to the stage listlessly and placed the bag on the table.

The ordinary courtiers behind her who were familiar with her also showed helpless expressions. Chunming Pavilion was a place with fierce competition. The title of Oiran courtier represented so much. It was no longer just a title. The privileges and fame they possessed were far beyond the reach of ordinary courtiers.

But it was already a foregone conclusion that Shuanglian would be dropped from the ranks of the most popular courtesans.

Gou Qiu also sighed, but didn't say anything. He opened Shuang Lian's Qiankun bag and counted them carefully, then sang along, "Shuang Lian, 210,000 spirit stones."

At the Jiaotai Banquet yesterday, Shuang Lian was the first to save the situation. In comparison, the spiritual stones rewarded to her were much higher than before. I thought she had kept her position as the third most popular courtesan.

Although hers is slightly higher than Kuang Yan's now, she cannot compare to Sang Ling's even if she doesn't know all of his spirit stones.

Shuang Lian stepped back and stood aside, and then Hu Yanyan came on stage. She glanced at Zuo Qiuyu, who was carrying a Qiankun bag and was both excited and nervous when he came on stage.

The spirit stones fell down with a clatter and overflowed onto the table. Gou Qiu's feet and front were all filled with spirit stones. She counted them while sending people to move them to the warehouse. It took her a long time to finally figure everything out.

"Hu Yanyan, 520,000 spirit stones."

There was an exclamation from the audience.

This is almost a break, and I heard that Sang Ling gave two points to Hu Yanyan, but I don’t know how much these two points are.

In addition to last night's Jiaotai Banquet, she also tried her best to surpass Zuo Qiuyu last month.

Hu Yanyan stepped down with satisfaction, but she did not dare to relax. She kept staring at Zuo Qiuyu, trying to discern something from her expression.

But Zuo Qiuyu's face was extremely cold and nothing could be seen, so Hu Yanyan had to give up.

After all the spirit stones on the table were collected, Zuo Qiuyu went on stage, still carrying the green Qiankun bag. She did not pour out the contents but handed it to Gou Qiu.

Then the room was filled with silence, waiting for Gou Qiu to sing along.

Finally, Gou Qiu finished the counting. She looked at Zuo Qiuyu with a strange expression, and then moved her eyes to Hu Yanyan.

Hu Yanyan swallowed hard.

Gou Qiu finally began to sing along:

"Zuoqiu Yu, spiritual stones... 520,000."

They are exactly the same!

The tension on Hu Yanyan's face turned into joy, and she looked at Zuo Qiuyu proudly.

Finally she caught up with me!

Although it was just the same spirit stone and there was no way to tell the winner, as long as Zuo Qiuyu felt uncomfortable, she won!

Zuo Qiuyu was the most proud of herself, and even being in a tie still made her feel uneasy.

All the resentment of being ignored and neglected by Zuo Qiuyu for so many years was vented out with this juxtaposition.

Zuo Qiuyu had a cold expression and her emotions were unrecognizable, but everyone could guess that she was not very happy.

Although she already knew that they had the same spirit stone when she sang along with Hu Yanyan, when she actually sang along, she felt different emotions.

Her chest rose and fell twice, and then she comforted herself that it was okay. If Hu Yanyan didn't have Sang Ling's spirit stone, she would not be able to compare with herself.

Zuo Qiuyu never cared about other things. She was stimulated by the reward from the Demon Lord yesterday. She didn't hear how many reward spirit stones Sang Ling received, nor did she know the 2:8 split between Sang Ling and Hu Yanyan. She only knew that it was given, but she didn't know what the proportion was.

Sang Ling gave 400,000 yuan to Kuang Yan and an estimated 400,000 yuan to Hu Yanyan.

Without these, can Sang Ling still surpass her?