The eunuchs and palace maids were terrified, but none of them dared not step forward, forming a human wall that blocked his path.
Feng Yan stood tall and straight, looking ahead, and walked forward step by step.
With each step, the sound of footsteps landing on the bluestone slabs seemed to pierce the hearts of the eunuchs and palace maids.
Sweat beaded on their foreheads as they retreated step by step until they reached the courtyard gate, where they had nowhere left to go.
Feng Yan's cold, starry eyes swept across everyone's faces: "Get out of the way, don't force me to take action!"
Consort Duan slowly stood up and coldly snorted, "If anyone lets him go today, I will not let them off lightly!"
Retreat meant death, and not retreating also meant death. Although the palace servants were terrified, they were gambling in their hearts that Feng Yan would not kill them.
Feng Yan's cold, hard face was sharp as a knife. With a wave of his hand, the two eunuchs blocking his way were the first to be sent flying.
Someone else quickly filled in the blank.
One after another, eunuchs and palace maids were thrown into the air.
With only two people left, they trembled with fear, neither daring to retreat nor advance.
"Get out of the way!" Feng Yan's voice was neither loud nor soft, but it carried a chilling aura.
A group of eunuchs and palace maids lay on the ground, wailing in pain.
"Your Highness, I beg you, please let Commander Feng go. We can't stop him. The Prince has ordered him to do something, and we can't delay him." Zhang Mama was so anxious that her face turned pale. Looking at the palace servants lying all over the place, she had no choice but to plead again.
Consort Duan gave Zhang Mama a cold look. She refused to believe that a mere bodyguard would dare to defy her by relying on Yu'er's power!
She is Zhu Yu's biological mother, and even Zhu Yu would never dare to disobey her!
Consort Duan stepped forward and stood at the courtyard gate. She looked up at the tall and imposing Feng Yan and said coldly, "Commander Feng, why don't you step over my dead body to serve your master!"
"Today, unless you kill me, you will not step out of this door!"
Feng Yan suddenly stopped: "Your Highness, Imperial Concubine..."
"Are you going to tell me or not?!"
Feng Yan felt a deep sense of powerlessness. He gave up resisting and knelt on one knee: "This subordinate is the master's secret guard. Without the master's orders, I will not reveal a single word, even if it means death!"
"Very well!" Consort Duan coldly snorted, uttering a single word: "Strike!"
The two uninjured eunuchs exchanged a glance, not daring to make a move.
Consort Duan shouted angrily, "What, don't you want your lives anymore!"
The two gritted their teeth and had no choice but to step forward.
Feng Yan closed his eyes, knelt on the ground, and did not move, letting the two eunuchs lift him onto the torture bench from the left and right.
"Your Highness!" Zhang Mama exclaimed in shock. Feng Yan was the commander of the Prince's secret guards. Had the Noble Consort Duan lost her mind? How could she really hit him? And with a military baton at that?
Consort Duan retorted, "What, are you going to be punished along with him too!"
Granny Zhang's face turned pale: "Your Highness, no! He is..."
"Zhang Mama, if you dare to say another word pleading for him, don't blame me for disregarding our years of mistress-servant relationship and striking you both as well!"
Consort Duan was so angry that she lost her mind. How dare a mere servant disobey her? This was outrageous!
If she can't establish her authority in this Prince An's mansion today, who will listen to her in the future!
Excellent, this commander of the secret guards is perfect for establishing our authority!
"This servant, this servant dares not..." Zhang Mama's face was as white as paper, and her body was trembling like a leaf.
"Beat him! Beat him to death! If he dies, I'll take responsibility!"
The two eunuchs who were carrying out the execution exchanged a glance, picked up their military sticks, their forehead veins bulging, and brought them down heavily with a crack.
Feng Yan, who was on the torture bench, only trembled slightly.
One blow after another, the force was precisely controlled, and the stick struck the flesh with dull thuds.
Feng Yan didn't even utter a sound.
The palace maids and eunuchs who had just been thrown back by Feng Yan helped each other to their feet and stood quietly to one side. Their bodies trembled uncontrollably as the sticks struck Feng Yan's back.
In just a few blows, Feng Yan's back was already torn and bleeding.
"Are you going to tell me or not!" Consort Duan's voice was shrill, causing the snow on the branches to flutter down.
Cold sweat rolled down Feng Yan's forehead as he gritted his teeth and said, "Please forgive me, Your Highness, even if Your Highness wishes to execute me today, I will not utter a single word!"
"Fine! Today I'll see if your bones are harder than my stick. Keep beating me until I kill you!"
Zhang Mama felt her head buzzing. Oh no, if she had known this would happen, she really shouldn't have stopped Feng Yan.
If something happens to Feng Yan today, the prince won't do anything to his mother, but she, as a servant, will suffer.
They could only hope that the guards in the manor had already gone to find the prince to rescue them.
The guards surrounding Yunmei Garden all had grim expressions, their hands clenched into fists.
Who is Feng Yan? He is their commander of secret guards and the right-hand man of their master. Yet, Consort Duan actually attacked him so severely in order to find out about their master.
Even if we kill the commander today, he will not reveal a single word about his master.
This is the bare minimum for a bodyguard.
The people Consort Duan brought from the palace were all trained and knew exactly how to carry out executions to kill someone. If the eighty strokes were really carried out in this way, the commander's skills would probably be ruined.
But the master has left the manor. If we go to find him now, by the time the master returns, Feng Yan will probably be dead.
Wu Chuan said to An Sanxi Yi, "What should we do? Are we really going to let the commander keep being beaten like this?"
Xi Yi: "Go find the Princess."
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