When Yan Qingyun saw his grandfather kneeling down, hope arose in his heart, thinking that his grandfather still had him in his heart.
He immediately looked at his grandfather with tears in his eyes, and it was needless to say how moved he was.
But he was dumbfounded by his grandfather's decision to clear himself of any responsibility after making his plea.
On his own initiative? Has nothing to do with him?
Is this still the extremely kind grandfather in his heart?
How could he be so cruel as to treat himself like this?
This is all fake, it must be!
“Uh-huh” I’m Qingyun, grandfather.
Yan Qingyun struggled violently, and only after the guards holding him down kicked him twice did he calm down.
Prince An looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his mouth. He did not look sideways and pretended not to see anything.
It is true that he loves his eldest grandson, but he is more afraid of Emperor Mingxi, because he can have another grandson.
There is only one of him!
Seeing his eldest son being beaten, Yan Zeli felt an immense pain in his heart. He clenched his fingers into a fist, and when he saw his son's horrified eyes, Yan Zeli could no longer hold back.
His love for the child outweighed his rationality. By the time he realized what was happening, he had already knelt forward and said, "Your Majesty, Qingyun is also your junior. You have already taught him a lesson. Please show mercy, Your Majesty."
This is the only child with his concubine, how could Yan Zeli not love him.
When the little prince saw him talking, he also took Wen Hui's hand and looked at him, "He's bad!"
Emperor Mingxi was too lazy to pay attention to this tactless nephew. Wu Zhonghe glanced at Emperor Mingxi.
"Prince, you, a bastard, not only gathered a crowd to beat others, but also insulted His Majesty. Where is the Crown Prince?"
This crime is not light. Even if Emperor Mingxi wants to beat Yan Qingyun to death, it is normal. Moreover, Prince An's Mansion should thank the emperor for his teachings and for not taking his anger out on Prince An's Mansion.
Yan Zeli knelt dejectedly on the ground.
Seeing that his last hope was shattered, tears kept flowing from Yan Qingyun's swollen face.
Why should he teach that fool a lesson today!
"Beat him!" Wu Zhonghe gave an order, and Yan Qingyun was dragged to the front of the mansion gate and pressed on a bench.
People love to watch the fun, and the people gathered around, talking about it in a flurry.
"Isn't this the eldest grandson of Prince An? Why does he look like this?" Someone was shocked when he recognized Yan Qingyun's appearance. How did he turn into a pig's head?
Could it be that Prince An’s Mansion is finally willing to teach this grandson a lesson?
"I think he was beaten well. He doesn't study all day and just parades and watches operas."
"A few days ago, he fell in love with someone else's fan and beat up the scholar and snatched it away. Bah, how could our Majesty have such a relative!"
"Wow, if it weren't for the wise ruler, I'm afraid he would be able to get away with beating people up!"
Yan Qingyun was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to die after being talked about by a group of common people whom he looked down upon and being beaten in front of them.
He wanted to tell these people to get out of here, but the heavy stick had already landed on his buttocks. In the severe pain, Yan Qingyun's face was distorted and looked hideous.
The little prince was held in the arms of Emperor Mingxi to prevent him from seeing the noisy scene outside.
1002 finally had a chance to chat with the kid. He was so excited that he was jumping up and down. "Kid! You're amazing! You've earned yourself another year of life. You even got a bone regeneration pill!"
At first, the system didn't pay much attention to the mute child that the cub saved, but who knew that once it came into contact with the child, the fierce emotion came over it.
The entire panel was filled with this dumb kid's voice, and the lifespan kept increasing + + +.
1002 thought there was some bug, but when it saw Wen Hui's name, it was shocked.
Was this the ruthless emperor who had reunified the country after the death of Emperor Mingxi? Wen Hui, even more ruthless and cruel than Emperor Mingxi?
How did this mute child become a cold-blooded emperor?
1002 flipped through the story, but only came across a line about Emperor Li's fate being full of misfortunes. Anyway, its mission was only related to the cub, so I stopped looking when I didn't see it.
1002 wanted to light a cigarette for himself at this moment, looking at the ranking list, the first one was Emperor Mingxi and the second one was Emperor Chuli.
With this configuration, how can I lose?
Seeing his friend so happy, Yan Chengyu also clapped his hands in cooperation. Wen Hui watched his brother clapping and started clapping too.
When Yan Zeli saw them clapping their hands, he felt extremely hateful.
My son is being tortured, and these two are rejoicing!
No matter how much Yan Zeli felt sorry for his son, he could not stop the caning he inflicted on him.
After the first few blows, Yan Qingyun was barely conscious, but by the fifth blow, his teeth were bleeding.
It was so painful that he even had the illusion that he was dead.
Hearing the cheers from the people around him, Yan Qingyun kicked his feet and fainted.
The guards thought they had beaten the man to death, but when they checked his neck, they found that he was still breathing, so they came to report again.
As His Majesty's confidant, Wu Zhonghe still doesn't know what His Majesty thinks?
Just die!
"Keep beating us. Insulting the prince is a capital offense! Ten strokes of the cane is a mercy from His Majesty." He glanced sideways, and the guards hurriedly withdrew.
For a ten-year-old child, ten strokes of the cane would either kill him or cripple him.
Wu Zhonghe had no sympathy for such a person. He did not miss Yan Qingyun's murderous intention towards Wen Hui. He was only ten years old and yet he could attack a child. Such a person deserved to die.
Once, once, and again...
Yan Qingyun's buttocks and back were already torn and bloody.
Prince An and the Princess had closed their eyes, unable to bear to watch any longer, but Prince An's Crown Prince was staring intently. However, the Crown Prince's Concubine was different, as she only felt pleasure in her heart.
Blood flowed down the robe and dripped onto the blue brick floor, leaving a deep red mark.
Wu Zhonghe saw that Yan Qingyun was breathing out more and breathing in less, and nodded with satisfaction, "Let's stop here."
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