Chapter 162: Punish Her
Gu Huan drank the hot water in one gulp without saying a word. Her body immediately felt warm and her dry mouth was relieved.
I feel better physically and my temper has improved.
He silently took out the oil paper bag containing the snacks from his arms and threw it on the desk.
The oil paper package suddenly opened, revealing something unknown inside.
Mu Junyan paused as he wiped the iron whip, then picked up the fire tongs and flicked the charcoal fire twice, then added two more pieces of charcoal into the stove.
He didn't look up at the person, but instead quickly glanced at the oil paper bag.
...looks a bit like sunflower seed crisps.
He put down the tongs expressionlessly, picked up the cloth and continued to wipe the iron whip.
Gu Huan felt even more aggrieved now. She bit her lip and said in a muffled voice, "Please punish me, Duke."
That small voice, with a hint of crying and full of grievances, seemed to be twisting its head in eighteen turns.
Mu Junyan's heart softened when he heard this, and he couldn't help but glance at the oil paper bag again. It had been broken into pieces, with only a small piece in the middle left to reveal what it was.
She actually made some snacks and climbed over mountains and waded through water to bring them to him?
His heart felt warm, and he forced himself to suppress the urge to pull the little fool into his arms and hug him tightly.
He asked in a very calm voice: "Is this...sunflower seeds?"
Gu Huan glared at him sadly.
This shows that he dislikes the snack she made, even though she had been holding it in her arms to protect it all the way.
On the way here, they came to a bend on a cliff. She and her guards pulled hard on a horse that was about to fall off. The reins rubbed her palms, but after she escaped from danger, the first thing she did was touch the snack in her arms.
Is this sunflower seeds?
Just sunflower seeds?
This is her burning longing heart!
Mu Junyan noticed her piercing gaze, slowly raised his eyelids and looked at the little girl.
Gu Huan didn't want him to see her vulnerability, so she quickly lowered her eyes to hide the expression in her eyes, but a huge teardrop fell to the ground, stirring up dust.
...crying?
It's just a question of whether it is sunflower seeds.
Did he do something wrong?
Mu Junyan didn't dare to speak.
To put it mildly, she doesn't know the interests involved.
To put it bluntly... he couldn't bear it.
Seeing her trying so hard to hold back her tears that her shoulders were clamped tightly together, she couldn't help but twitch slightly.
He couldn't bear it any longer, and his heart softened.
But if he doesn't teach her a lesson and let her know fear, what will he do if she does something bold and reckless again in the future?
The little girl has been spoiled by him to the point that she has no idea how high the heavens are and how deep the earth is.
He dared to manage military supplies and even interfere with military rations.
Although he was as young as a water onion, he dared to follow a large group of rough men and travel thousands of miles, risking the danger of being robbed of food and even killed by people in the court, and also risking encountering bandits.
What if something happens to her.
What should he do?
Mu Junyan's face was full of disappointment.
But he lowered his head and didn't look at him.
Gu Huan lowered her head and tried to hold back her tears, but the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. She couldn't hold back her tears, and they dripped onto the ground.
She had no choice but to wipe away her tears.
Mu Junyan couldn't stand it anymore. If it went on any longer, his true colors would be revealed.
He raised the hand holding the iron whip, tapped a bench beside him, and said in a cold and merciless voice, "Get down."
Gu Huan trembled with fear.
His eyelids twitched and he dared not move his head. He turned his eyes to look at the half-foot wide wooden bench.
He, he really wants to punish her?
The more Gu Huan thought about it, the angrier she became. She suddenly raised her eyes, her almond-shaped eyes widened.
Mu Junyan felt itchy when being stared at by the little girl with fierce eyes, just like being tickled by a feather in his heart.
I want to laugh.
He kept a straight face, not looking at her, and continued to slowly wipe the iron whip.
He polished the bamboo iron whip until it was shiny, and the handle was just enough for his big hand to hold. The whip was about four feet long.
If you get whipped, even if you don't bleed, you'll be in excruciating pain.
Gu Huan glanced at the iron whip in his hand and her eyelids trembled.
The tip of her nose suddenly felt sore, tears welled up in her eyes, and she asked in disbelief, "You, you really want to hit me?"
Mu Junyan sat upright with a stern expression on his face.
He threw the rag on the desk, held the whip in his right hand, and hit his left palm with it from time to time.
"There is no order without rules. My Mu family army has always been known for its strict military orders. Moreover, you are my woman. If you make a mistake, you should be punished. Otherwise, how can I rule you?"
What he said makes a lot of sense.
Gu Huan felt so aggrieved that she really wanted to cry in front of him.
But I just don't want him to see me being a coward.
She wiped away her tears, pursed her lips and stared at him.
She violated military regulations by disguising herself as a man and entering the barracks, but she had clearly traveled thousands of miles to deliver food and medicine to him, and she had clearly come to give him a surprise by meeting him.
This man was merciless.
He left on the second night of their wedding. He had only left a few times before that. It has been almost two months now. He must not care about her anymore.
Oh, by the way, there are also camp prostitutes and the late lady’s draft poems.
How could he think of her?
The more Gu Huan thought about it, the angrier she became.
She didn't want to soften her attitude and beg such a person.
He made up his mind and lay down on the bench in anger.
He closed his eyes, stretched his body straight, and held the bench tightly with his arms, looking as if he was ready to die.
But his toes were curled up nervously.
Mu Junyan stood up, holding an iron whip in his hand, and walked closer step by step.
He looked down at the little girl, but stood still.
Gu Huan smelled a familiar scent and became more nervous.
After a while, Mu Junyan tapped her robe with the whip and said in a cold tone: "Don't you know how flogging is carried out?"
Gu Huan opened her eyes and turned to look at him blankly, her teeth chattering with nervousness: "No, I don't know."
Mu Junyan looked at the little face with a white patch on it and tried hard to keep a straight face.
The whipper lifted her skirt and said, "Lift it up. It's such a thick cotton dress. Does it hurt when you hit me?"
Gu Huan’s face froze.
She remembered that she had seen flogging in public, where the person had to strip off his pants before being flogged.
This is not just for whipping, but also for humiliating the prisoners.
Would he be so harsh as to let her suffer a humiliating execution?
Don't you have any mercy on her at all?
Gu Huan felt a lump in her stomach, a sour nose, and tears of grievance fell from her eyes.
She had traveled thousands of miles to transport him, regardless of her own safety, just wanting to see him once, and even personally sent him to the military camp, but he actually didn't care about her at all!
In that case, she doesn't need to care about him anymore.
This beating was just her way of repaying his kindness to her!
She gritted her teeth, endured the shame and lifted up her not-too-thick cotton robe. She was wearing wear-resistant cotton trousers underneath.
Gu Huan tried not to cry out and tried to take off her pants.
Mu Junyan's eyebrows twitched violently.
Little fool, you really want to take off your pants.
"Okay."
Gu Huan paused, feeling so wronged that she wanted to burst into tears.
She was originally wearing normal fine cotton pants, but she found on the way that the bumpy road almost cracked her buttocks.
Muslin simply cannot stand up to friction.
In order to avoid being seen, they did not dare to take the main road or go into the city. She and Donghua had to find a small village and bought two pairs of coarse cotton trousers from a peasant woman.
The size is a bit big and the trouser legs are wide and short.
Gu Huan was lying on the chair, her wide trouser legs were rubbed to her knees, her two slender legs were stretched straight, and a few scratches could be seen.
He didn't move for a long time.
Gu Huan cried, "My Lord, if you want to punish me, then punish me. If you can't kill me, I will have to leave the barracks overnight to avoid violating your strict military regulations again."
A muffled "hmm" sound came from above my head.
Mu Junyan's hand holding the whip dropped, and the whip fell on her slender waist, scaring her so much that she shivered and subconsciously turned her head to look at him.
Unexpectedly, the man's tall body was leaning down.
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