Japan
A woman wearing a sheer dress knelt on the ground, her long, black hair cascading down like a waterfall, her porcelain-white arms raised high.
Snap!
The ruler struck his palm.
The fair and tender palms turned red instantly.
The woman clenched her teeth to keep herself from screaming. She lowered her eyes, listening to the occasional tsk-tsk laughter around her, her face flushed.
"Consort Ning, if it hurts, just cry out." The man at the head of the table idly gripped the ruler, a smile playing on his lips as he looked Linghu Ning up and down.
Linghu Ning released her rosy lips, looking at the man with a stubborn expression, quickly concealing the murderous intent in her eyes.
The Emperor of Dongying sneered: "Qing'er is pure and proud. If she coveted wealth and status, I would have married her and made her the Crown Princess back then. You people are despicable and shameless in trying to slander Qing'er and suppress her pride. Do you think she has no one backing her?"
Linghu Ning frowned deeply, about to retort, when the Emperor of Dongying raised his hand, the ruler fell into his palm again, and then tore the storybook to shreds and smashed it hard against Linghu Ning's face.
"You dare to show off your petty skills before me! How despicable!" The Emperor of Dongying revealed a bloodthirsty and sinister look. He reached out and grabbed Linghu Ning's slender neck, forcing her to raise her chin. When their eyes met, the Emperor of Dongying sneered, "I will make you and that Crown Princess suffer endless humiliation!"
“This matter has nothing to do with the Crown Princess. If you have the guts, then kill me to avenge Xu Lingqing!” Linghu Ning said with difficulty.
The Japanese emperor scoffed and snapped his fingers.
Several painters walked in one after another. Linghu Ning caught a glimpse of them out of the corner of her eye, and her expression visibly panicked.
The Emperor of Dongying raised an eyebrow, watching Linghu Ning tremble with great interest. A smile curved his lips, and suddenly he ripped open Linghu Ning's collar with one hand.
Whoosh!
Spring is just beginning to appear.
Linghu Ning instinctively covered her face with her hands, her face pale, but two palace maids forcibly pulled her arms away. The Emperor of Dongying picked up a cup of wine from the table with a half-smile, grabbed Linghu Ning's chin with such force that Linghu Ning had no choice but to open her mouth.
A glass of strong liquor was poured down his throat, causing Linghu Ning to cough and almost burst into tears.
The Emperor of Dongying released his grip, and Linghu Ning lay on the ground clutching her throat, her body burning as if on fire. She knew perfectly well what she had been fed.
Hehuan San (Albizia Powder).
Linghu Ning bit her lip hard to stop herself from shouting, large beads of sweat dripped from her forehead, and her fingertips gripped the ground even tighter.
Seeing this, the Emperor of Japan's smile grew wider and wider: "I want to see whether Miss Linghu, the daughter of a military family, lives up to her family's reputation or is just a harlot!"
The words "daughter of a military family" stung Linghu Ning deeply, and she forced herself to bite her tongue to calm down.
She cannot die; she must live to avenge her father and brothers.
An incense stick has burned out.
Linghu Ningxiang was drenched in sweat, as if she had just been pulled out of the water. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she suddenly raised her hand and pinched her wrist hard, so hard that the skin on her wrist bled, but she did not let go.
The Japanese emperor at the head of the table continued to look around, seemingly oblivious to everything else.
Inside the hall, a group of people stared at Linghu Ning. The painter painted one portrait of Linghu Ning after another, and Linghu Ning's fingertips trembled.
"Beg me, and I will give it to you," said the Emperor of Japan.
Linghu Ning scoffed, turned her head to look at the Emperor of Dongying, and said intermittently, "Your Majesty's methods are nothing more than this. Or is it that Your Majesty is reluctant to part with me, has taken a fancy to me, and wants to use such despicable means to make me submit?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Emperor of Dongying's face turned ugly. He raised his hand and slapped Linghu Ning to the ground.
"Keep pouring it in. I want to see how long you can endure this!"
"Your Majesty, this is the strongest aphrodisiac in the world. A single drop can cause intoxication. If one drinks too much, it could lead to delirium and even endanger one's life," the imperial physician said.
The Emperor of Japan sneered, "Do you see any signs of drunkenness in Consort Ning?"
"This..." The imperial physician was speechless, and had no choice but to bite the bullet and give him another half bottle.
This time, the Emperor of Dongying personally poured half a bottle into Linghu Ning's mouth, then smashed the bottle violently. Seeing the disdain in Linghu Ning's eyes, the Emperor of Dongying was completely enraged: "If you can hold out for an hour, I will spare you today, how about it?"
Linghu Ning's limbs went weak, her whole body trembled, her snow-white skin was stained with a layer of rouge, and her lips, which were bitten and blotted out, made her even more alluring, like a blooming rose, stubborn and thorny, making her difficult to approach.
She lay on the ground with her eyes closed, all ten of her fingers were bleeding from scratches, and she curled up like a shrimp.
He thought of his father and brothers over and over again.
"Father, elder brother, Aning has come to see you."
"Brother, I will never be willful again. The crabapple blossoms at home are in bloom. When are you coming back?"
Linghu Ning lay on the ground, muttering unconsciously.
"Brother..."
The Emperor of Japan looked at the woman on the ground, his eyes flickering slightly.
"Your Majesty, it has been half an hour. Consort Ning's blood and qi are flowing in reverse, and her life is in grave danger," the imperial physician warned in a trembling voice.
The medicine that the Emperor just gave Consort Ning was enough to knock out more than a dozen adult men.
The smile on the Emperor of Japan's face gradually faded, and he said casually, "Wait a little longer."
No one dared to refute, everyone sensed that something was wrong, and they all lowered their heads, not daring to look at the Emperor of Japan again. Time passed by little by little.
The Emperor of Japan turned his head to look at the imperial physician: "Prepare some more medicine."
"Your Majesty?" The imperial physician exclaimed in shock.
Meeting the bloodthirsty eyes of the Japanese emperor, the imperial physician swallowed hard and had no choice but to compromise, giving him the last half bottle. After hesitating for a moment, the Japanese emperor poured himself half a cup to taste.
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