"Yes, Princess."

Chuanwu and Chuanqiong respectfully accepted the order, exchanged a glance, and then revealed the same wicked smile. At the same time, they kicked Fan Donghai, this fat pig, into the air.

With a loud "bang..."

Fan Donghai, weighing over 300 pounds, crashed heavily to the ground. His face was contorted in pain, pale and bloodless, and he kept spitting out blood.

Hiss~~

The kneeling men all shivered, wishing they could bury their heads in the ground, not daring to look even once at the pitiful Fan Donghai.

Immediately afterwards, Chuanwu Chuanqiong, holding a long whip, lashed out at Fan Donghai with a painful lash.

"Waaah..."

Fan Donghai was in so much pain that tears streamed down his face. He wanted to scream, but his tongue had been pulled out, and he could only let out painful whimpers from his throat.

In no time at all, Fan Donghai was beaten so badly that his body was covered in wounds and blood.

Jing Qingyun took out a packet of chili powder and threw it to Chuanwu, "Sprinkle this evenly on the wound, so that beast Fan Donghai can also taste the pain of a hundred kinds of suffering."

"Yes, Prince Jing."

Chuanwu smiled as he looked at the greasy noodles in his hand. Even through the oil paper, he could smell the pungent spiciness, and he couldn't help but sneeze.

Tsk tsk, Prince Jing doesn't make a move unless he's absolutely sure of success, but when he does, it's truly astonishing!

Looking at Fan Donghai, who was covered in chili powder and trembling uncontrollably, Sheng Lingwei smiled and tilted her head to look at Jing Qingyun.

"Xiaoyunzi, you're so naughty, but I like it!"

"Is that so, Weiwei?" Jing Qingyun's lips curled up, and he looked at Sheng Lingwei with a deep and gentle gaze.

The burning intensity in his eyes startled Sheng Lingwei, and she coughed lightly twice, feeling uneasy.

"Ahem, keep it up, Xiaoyunzi. I'm determined to be an arrogant villainous princess. Those who follow me must be as cunning as I am."

Jing Qingyun smiled and nodded, "Okay, I will continue to do so."

After saying that, Jing Qingyun instructed Chuanwu Chuanqiong: "Strike Fan Donghai with the whip ninety-nine eighty-one times, then drag him out and roast him with fire."

Remember, don't let him die easily; make him suffer as much as possible.

"Yes, Prince Jing."

Chuanwu and Chuanqiong were filled with interest; this was the first time they had used this method to torture someone.

Hahaha, that's so exciting!

They picked up the whips and cracked them back and forth, taking turns lashing each other with perfect coordination.

"Clap clap clap clap..."

The others in the hall had their hearts pounding wildly, their faces filled with extreme terror, and their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

The sound of the whipping was like a death knell for them, and some of the more timid people were almost scared to death.

The girls and servants in the hall knelt on the ground and couldn't help but cry, but they dared not cry too loudly, for fear of angering Sheng Lingwei.

Sheng Lingwei glanced at the weeping person, and her melodious, languid voice slowly rang out.

"Why are you crying? I will not harm the innocent, but I will also not let go of anyone whose hands are stained with blood."

Upon hearing this, a small group of people in the hall breathed a long sigh of relief.

They were all servants forcibly conscripted by the county magistrate's office, receiving no wages and constantly facing the threat of death.

Honestly, they had long been fed up with the oppression of the corrupt magistrate, but they had no choice but to obey orders in order to survive.

To be a slave, worse than a dog.

In truth, they were very happy when Princess Chang Le arrived...

Sheng Lingwei smiled and said to the people behind her, "A Yuan, Xiu'er, Bai Ji, Bai Shu, you haven't stretched your legs in a long time!"

"Yes, Princess (Boss)."

Sheng Lingwei nodded, her slender, fair fingers slowly pointing to the men trembling like leaves, her eyes as cold as ancient ice.

"Yes, go! Give these beasts a good beating. They've colluded with Fan Donghai, acting as his accomplices. Their hands are stained with countless lives. No one is innocent."

"Give these beasts a good beating, just don't kill them. Then hang them on the city wall to dry into mummies."

"Yes, Princess (Boss)."

Bai Ji and Bai Zhu were practically beaming with joy. After stretching their limbs, they let out a howl and charged straight at the kneeling men.

"Bang bang bang bang... Ouch ouch ouch... It hurts..."

The sounds of fists striking flesh, accompanied by the men's painful cries, echoed continuously in the hall.

Fang Xiuer and Luo Xingyuan took out the long whips tied to their waists, looked at each other, and let out a vicious and arrogant laugh.

Fang Xiuer: "A Yuan, we haven't had a match in a long time. Come on, let's see if I'm better at hitting people, or if you are?"

Luo Xingyuan's eyes lit up, she lashed the ground with her whip and gave Fang Xiuer a provocative smile.

"Xiuer, your hands are more suited for saving people than for hitting them, hahaha!"

Fang Xiuer pouted, "How will we know if we don't compete? Let's not waste time, let's start stretching!"

"Alright, charge!"

Soon, the sound of whips lashing flesh echoed throughout the hall, creating a scene that was both chaotic and exhilarating.

Rong Momo was thrilled by what she saw and volunteered to take out her needle case, requesting:

"Princess, my hands are itching too. Although I don't know martial arts, my acupuncture skills are top-notch. I guarantee these beasts will suffer unbearable pain."

"Yes, Granny, you can go too!"

Sheng Lingwei nodded with a smile; Rong Momo's needle-sticking skills were indeed amazing.

Rong Momo was overjoyed. "Alright!" She raised the long needle, as thick as a chopstick, and thrust it straight at the target, stabbing him repeatedly.

I'll stab you, I'll stab you, stab you, stab you to death, you bastard...

The man who was stabbed screamed in agony. He wanted to fight back, but the woman in front of him was too vicious. She immediately stabbed his pressure points, rendering him unable to move.

"Ahhhh, help! Stop stabbing me! It hurts so much! Help! Princess Chang Le, please spare me..."

Nangong Zichen was furious and unleashed a torrent of abuse at the man who was begging for mercy.

"Bah! You reap what you sow. You are born as a human being, yet you only care about your own pleasure, forming cliques, currying favor with the powerful and wealthy... You don't care about ordinary people at all."

As a result, they lived a miserable and unbearable life.

Your heinous acts are worse than those of beasts; you deserve to be punished, and even death cannot atone for the mistakes you have made.

After venting his anger, Nangong Zichen felt a little better, but he still kept a cold expression on his face.

He felt a little heavy-hearted.

After witnessing the tragic plight of ordinary people, he realized that the world was not as wonderful as he had imagined.

I also understand better what my sister said.

It seems he needs to work even harder, whether it's in terms of combat skills or other aspects.

He did not want his people to live in the same misery as the people of Northern Qi, and he did not want to disappoint them.

Furthermore, witnessing the horrific nature of corrupt officials also made him realize the importance of the character of an official.

Nangong Zichen sighed and looked up at Sheng Lingwei, "Sister, I'm angry inside, and I feel uncomfortable all over if I don't let it out."