After lunch, Nan Ji changed into a regular dress that was convenient for horseback riding, and was sent outside the palace gate by the palace people, and under the protection of the personal guards, she galloped away.At this time, inside and outside the Changding Palace, all the palace people were cleared.Outside the hall, there are master guards brought by Mo Hua to guard it closely, and the Night Monarch Mausoleum also personally ordered that no one should be allowed to approach here, even if there are 100,000 urgent events, even if the sky falls outside, no one is allowed to come in and disturb.Mo Hua was satisfied with his cooperative attitude.But this satisfaction did not alleviate the punishment of the Night Monarch's Mausoleum.The Xinuan Pavilion of the Changding Hall is divided into two by a screen partition, the inner hall is the place where the night monarch tomb sleeps, and the outer hall is the place where he usually reads and practices calligraphy.A long case, a chair, and the four treasures of the precious room are neatly placed on the case.The seal letter belonging to the prince is also on the table.Obviously, this is where His Royal Highness the Crown Prince usually stays, and even if he has been crowned the prince, he has no intention of moving to the East Palace to live.A half-man-high mahogany barrel was placed next to the bookcase, and in the barrel was the salt water that had been prepared half an hour ago, and two rattan sticks had been soaked in it for half an hour.The Night Monarch Mausoleum stood in front of the case, very obediently waiting for the fate.Mo Hua briefly looked at the furnishings here for a week, simple and elegant, low-key but not shabby.It is in line with the taste of a noble young man, but there is a little gap with the identity of the prince.None of that matters, though.Mo Hua didn't come to visit today, and he wasn't interested in the preferences and furnishings of the Night Monarch's Mausoleum at all.Turning his head, he looked at the young man who was standing quietly on the side.The figure is long and straight, calm and calm, very princely style, handsome and elegant, and there is nobility and indifference between the eyebrows and eyes, which is very similar to Xiao Liu'er.But at this time, there is no indifference, it has been replaced by respect.In terms of appearance, Mo Hua is barely satisfied with him, after all, he is used to seeing the beauty of Jiu Rao and several royal husbands, and his sixth son is a little beauty who has captivated the city and the country, no matter how beautiful a man in the world matches her, it can only be regarded as reluctant.As for other aspects, Mohua declined to comment.There is no need for comment.Xiao Liu'er takes a fancy to him, and there must be a reason for him."
This is your place, so don't be too restrictive."
Mo Hua spoke lightly, his voice was gentle, which could make people unconsciously relax, "I just took His Majesty's orders to complete the task today, so I don't have any special requirements for you, find a place that makes you feel comfortable standing, lying on your stomach, or kneeling, in short, how comfortable you are." ”When the Night Monarch Mausoleum heard this, he subconsciously looked around the hall and walked to the bookcase."
But there is one thing, after I do it, you can't make any sound, you can't move, you can't hide, you can't block it, as for begging for mercy or something, just put it in your heart and say it to yourself, I didn't say anything about begging for mercy."
Yejunling's eyebrows sank, and he quickly gave up his position in front of the bookcase, turned around and walked to the carved low couch in front of the screen, took off his outer robe and put it aside, and knelt on his knees.Lying on the bed should be considered the most comfortable position, but even if Mo Hua said that it was as he pleased, Night Monarch Tomb didn't think it was a wise decision.The bookcase is too hard, he is confident in his will, but he is not conceited enough to think that he is not bad in steel, when the pain reaches a certain level, the low couch is definitely more effective than the bookcase.As for why he chose to kneel.That's his attitude.Regardless of whether Nan Ji's father and mother approve of him or not, in his heart, Nan Ji's parents are his parents, and there is no hesitation at all.Mo Hua took out a rattan from the salt water, shook off the water on the rattan, and calmly walked behind him and stood still: "Before I start, I have a few words to make it clear to you." ”"Yes."
The Night Monarch's eyebrows were lowered, "Uncle Lao Mo instructed. ”"No instructions."
Mo Hua's tone was calm, "What has happened in the past two years that Xiao Liu has been in Donglan, as well as what he has experienced in the past month, everything is very detailed, His Majesty knows everything, and I am generally clear."
So you don't need to explain, you don't have to admit your mistakes, I don't need you to admit your mistakes. ”Night Monarch's heart sank again: "Yes." ”"There is no number of punishments, what will these two rattans break, and when will the punishment end."
Mo Hua said lightly, "I have something to do at night, so try to finish it before dark." ”It was only noon before dark.Yejun Ling could only bite the bullet, and then tell himself in his heart that all this was for the difficulties that he had to go through for his future happiness, and he would just get through it.Nothing difficult."
The next half day is going to be tough."
Mo Hua's tone was light, "If you say now that you can't bear it, or don't want to bear it, I can treat it as if you haven't been here today." ”Yejun Ling shook his head and said respectfully, "Uncle Lao Mo taught me." ”"Then from now on," the rattan in Mo Hua's hand landed on top of his head, "silence." ”The words landed, and the rattan wrapped in the sound of the wind was pulled down from the back, and the fierce force did not match Mo Hua's gentleness at all, and the sharp pain instantly exploded from the back, sweeping away all reason.For a moment, Yejunling's mind was blank, and then he clearly tasted the taste of severe pain, and subconsciously gritted his teeth.Mo Hua didn't give him much time to digest, the rattan in his hand fell like a flower, and soon several purlin marks fell on the young man's back.Cold sweat poured from his forehead, Junya's face quickly turned pale, and the Night Monarch Tomb, who had never been so heavily responsible, gently adjusted his breathing, swallowing back all the painful cries and moans that could barely help but overflow his throat.Silence.These two words sometimes mean a kind of suffering in themselves.Except for the sharp sound of the rattan falling on the body, there was no more movement in the Xinuan Pavilion, and even the outer hall, as well as the dormitory where Nan Ji lived, were as quiet as an empty hall.The sun was shining brightly outside, but inside the temple was already like a year.Except for the overwhelming pain, the Night Monarch's Tomb no longer felt anything.Nan Ji rode out of the imperial city and was galloping in the direction that Her Majesty the Empress had come from, although she didn't see it with her own eyes, even if she just imagined it, she knew that Ye Xiaoqi's current situation was not good.The person who can change the situation is not Mo Hua, not Luan Fei, not Ji Huangyu, but her mother.Besides, Nan Ji's mother and daughter haven't seen each other for two years, and Nan Ji should have gone to greet her mother in person.The horses galloped for nearly four hours, the night sky was full of stars, and Nan Ji arrived in Ziyang City before the time, and was just about to go to the city gate, but he heard a sudden sound of horses' hooves coming from inside the city gate.In the quiet night of the countryside, the sound of horses' hooves is particularly clear and deafening.