Chapter 113 Cruciation

Mo Qingwu originally planned to cook raw rice, and then coaxed the emperor to secretly take her into the palace. When everything was settled, the queen could do nothing about her. Unexpectedly, she was strangled in the cradle before the plan began.

In fact, the emperor is not a lustful person. Just now, he was just impulsive. First, because Mo Qingwu was a little beautiful and took the initiative to welcome her; secondly, Mo Qingwu's dress was not the same as that of the concubines in the palace, and he became interested for a moment. Most importantly, for half a month before the festival, he had been abstaining from meat and desire, so he inevitably couldn't control it after seeing a young girl like Mo Qingwu.

After learning that Mo Qingwu was his daughter-in-law, his face suddenly looked a little ugly, and his desire to drink tea was gone. He sat aside coldly and relied on the queen to deal with the matter.

The queen walked around Mo Qingwu and then sat down beside the emperor.

"Empress, what's the matter with Lao Ni?" The abbot stood at the door with a pale face and a stiff body.

"Abbot, I ask you, how is the dancer doing in Changshou'an?" The queen suppressed her anger and swept the abbot's face coldly.

"When I go back to the Queen, Lao Ni is not very clear. Jingsi has always been taught by Master Jing'an. Master Jing'an is an old man in the temple. Lao Ni is very relieved of her and has never asked about it." The abbot lowered his head and dared not look directly into the queen's eyes.

At present, she doesn't know what happened, but looking at this situation, it's definitely not a good thing. She simply finds an excuse to shift the blame to Jing'an. At that time, no matter what Jing'an says, it has nothing to do with her.

"In this case, please invite Jing'an here and ask him in person!" The queen frowned and the corners of her mouth sank slightly.

Mo Qingwu's face was shocked, and her heart trembled uncontrollably. The quietness embarrassed herself and poured a basin of dirty water on her in the morning. Now it's strange that she didn't tell her in front of the queen. Instead of being stoned by her, it's better to attack herself. Thinking of this, she jumped at the queen's feet and pulled her. The skirt said, "Mother, Wuer knew that she was wrong. Wuer should not deliberately get close to her father for Mu Qi's forgiveness and beg her mother for mercy!"

The queen looked at her with disgust and said coldly, "I don't need you to explain what I see!" Even for Qi'er to beg the emperor, why not sacrifice his appearance?

Mo Qingwu knew that the queen would not forgive herself, so she knelt down in front of the emperor again. Lihua said with rain, "Father, my daughter-in-law didn't mean it. Please be fair!"

The emperor saw that she cried so sadly, and her heart softened for a moment. In addition, there was something wrong with this matter, so he turned to the queen and said, "Queen, Wuer is really careless. You can forgive her this time for my face!"

"Mother, even if you don't care about your daughter-in-law, you should also feel sorry for Mu Qi. My daughter-in-law recites Buddhist scriptures for Mu Qi every day, copying Buddhist scriptures, and praying that he can be healthy and happy in the imperial mausoleum! Dancers also have hardships!" Mo Qingwu's eyelids were swollen and his expression was completely refreshed, completely without the original beauty.

"Are you dedicated to Qi'er? I will know when I ask Jing'an!" The queen was unmoved. She clenched the spiritual sign in her hand, raised her eyebrows and snorted coldly. For Qi'er, this matter must be solved today.

"The mother is quiet and narrow-minded, and relying on her long stay in the nunnery, she blindly bullied the dancer. If you ask her, she will definitely make it up and spit people with blood!" Mo Qingwu panicked. She didn't expect that the queen was such a difficult master, and she didn't know where Shen Murou went at this time!

"If she dares to make it up, she will commit the crime of bullying the king, and the emperor will never forgive her!" The queen's aggressive eyes turned coldly, which made the nuns present shiver.

"The old slave saw the emperor, the queen!" As soon as Jing'an entered the side hall, he hurriedly glanced at Mo Qingwu, and knelt down to say greeting.

"Are you Jing'an?" The queen's voice is not loud, but with majesty that can't be ignored.

"Queen, it's Lao Ni!" Jing'an lowered his head and did not dare to look directly at the holy face.

"I ask you, how is Jingsi learning under you?" The queen did not call Mo Qingwu's name, but said her name, which showed that there was no mercy for Mo Qingwu in her heart.

Mo Qingwu's fist clenched tightly, she closed her eyes in fear, and her body trembled more violently.

If Jing'an doesn't know the queen's intention at ordinary times, she has to think about it carefully, but today, she has arranged the spiritual signature, and of course she knows the queen's thoughts.

"When I returned to the empress, Jingsi studied very seriously. She had finished all the things arranged for her by Lao Ni, and the Buddhist scriptures were also copied very carefully, which was more attentive than ordinary disciples." Jing'an raised his head slightly and said with a straight face.

Mo Qingwu looked at Jing'an in surprise, as if she couldn't believe her ears, but after a moment, she became alert again and intuitively told her that this matter was not so simple.

"It's just..." Jing'an stopped halfway and looked embarrassed.

"Just what? It doesn't matter if you say it!" The queen's voice was faint, but her eyes looked at Jing'an with expectation, waiting for her to continue talking.

"It's just that the monk should have six clean roots, but Jingsi will wear powder every night, and then put on a bright gauze skirt and dance in the moonlight, which really spoils the atmosphere of Changshou Temple!" Jing'an still said calmly, but with dissatisfaction.

Mo Qingwu was stunned. How did she know about this? I didn't go out until the second update every time. Is this old bald donkey spying on himself?

Originally, Mo Qingwu was just a moment of interest, so I thought of dancing under the moon, but I didn't expect to gradually fall in love with this method of sending loneliness!

The queen narrowed her eyes and said seriously, "Is this true?"

"This matter was seen by Lao Ni with his own eyes and dare not say it!"

"jing si, what else do you want to say?" The queen looked at Mo Qingwu angrily, "Dancing under the moon in the middle of the night, don't you want to be infidelity behind Qi's back?"

"Mother, my daughter-in-law dare not. My daughter-in-law just miss Mu Qi too much. Mu Qi likes to watch my daughter-in-law dance most!" Mo Qingwu came with a word of shame.

"It's nonsense!" The queen said angrily, "Qi Ergui is the prince and the favorite minister of Jiuxi. After the heaven and studying the Hadiths of the past, how can they indulge in * and enjoy pleasure!"

These words made Mo Qingwu speechless, no retort, no retort. If she refutes, it means that the queen has no way to teach her son. If she does not refute, she indirectly admits that she is unfaithful to Shen Muqi. For a moment, she could only stare on the ground.

Jing'an sneered in his heart. This crime is much more serious than contempt for Buddha. If you say that Mo Qingwu is not at the beginning, but is suspected by the queen, it's better to praise her first, and then kill her off guard.

At this time, the queen was extremely disgusted with Mo Qingwu. She did not ask the emperor, but directly said to the abbot, "According to the rules of Changshou'an, what punishment should those who think**/wish?"

"back to the queen, 50 with a cane!" The abbot knelt down next to Jing'an and said tremblingly.

After Mo Qingwu heard this, his head suddenly rang. Even the strong man was tortured with fifty sticks, he only had half a breath left, not to mention himself?

However, before the matter was over, the queen paused and said, "What punishment should be given to those who have skin contact with men?"

"One hundred flogging!"

At this time, Mo Qingwu was completely stunned. She shook her body and collapsed on the ground, forgetting to defend and beg for mercy. When she reacted, the emperor and the queen had already left, and the door of the palace was closed. Only herself and two nuns holding mahogany torture, and Jing'an sitting aside drinking tea were left in the huge hall.

"What are you going to do?" Mo Qingwu looked at the two people approaching and said harshly.

The two couldn't help saying that they set up Mo Qingwu and put it on the bench. Mo Qingwu struggled and screamed, "Let go of me. You dare to touch me. Be careful that I peeled you!"

One of the strong nuns slapped her hand, "Be honest, or you will look good!"

Mo Qingwu was suddenly beaten with gold stars in his eyes, and a trace of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"It's just a slap, and it's like this. It's okay to go down the board later!" Another nun said disdainfully, "The young lady of a rich family is noble!"

"Hurry up and finish it!" Jing'an urged that she was not in the mood to consume.

Mo Qingwu lay on the bench and was held down. Her heart was cold and cold. It must be very painful to fight against such a rough torture. She must die here today!

The board fell, and Mo Qingwu suddenly screamed with pain. She had never experienced this kind of pain. She only felt that her buttocks had blossomed, and maybe it was red and swollen. The two nuns showed no mercy, and they had long been used to such calls.

The board fell like raindrops one after another, and the sweat on her forehead rolled down, soaking her hair and blurred her eyes. Her screams gradually decreased, and her breathing became weak, so weak that her thin hair hanging at the tip of her nose could not withstand any waves.

In an instant, the red blood soaked her clothes and fell to the ground along her buttocks. The blood-stained ground expanded rapidly, outlining a delicate rose.

Jing'an was creepy. It was the first time she saw such a scene, but her conscience had been buried by money, and there was no pity in her heart.

Shen Murou, who was hiding in it, was also frightened. I'm afraid she will never forget this sad scream, but she still poked out her head and looked at it. It happened that Mo Qingwu also looked this way. Her eyes were full of resentment. Shen Murou was so scared that she tightened her body, her face turned pale, and her lips kept shaking. She had never seen it like this. The cruel scene has long been scared to the point of being masterless.

Mo Qingwu's lips trembled and wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound. His trembling and curled fingers reluctantly pointed like Shen Murou, shaking, and finally spit out three words: Fourth Princess! Then there was no sound.

Everyone thought that Mo Qingwu was confused and asked the fourth princess for help, and they didn't look at Shen Murou at all.

"Master Jing'an, you seem to be out of breath!" The two nuns looked at Jing'an at a loss, "Do you still want to fight?"

"It's so useless that I'm out of breath after only a few times!" Jing'an put down the teacup and walked to Mo Qingwu.

"But 23 times!"

"I can't stop and continue to fight. I was ordered to be sentenced. If I don't hit enough, how can I serve people in the future?" Jing'an looked at the ink dance with his apricot eyes slightly closed and said arrogantly.

The heavy floor fell down again. She wanted to cry, but she didn't even have the strength to cry. The overwhelming sleepiness came. She wanted to sleep soundly, but at the moment she closed her eyes, she seemed to hear her mother's grief crying. No, I can't die like this!

Suddenly, Mo Qingwu opened his eyes, looked at Jing'an resentfully, and whispered, "I have no grudge against you. Why do you want to do this to me?"

Jing'an was shocked, calmed down, and came to her ear and said, "Jingsi, don't blame me. If you want to complain, just complain about Mo Qingcheng. She instructed me to do this."

Is it her? Mo Qingwu's face was distorted by anger and panic, and Jing'an subconsciously stepped back two steps. She smiled gently again, "Mo Qingcheng, it turned out to be her. I won't let her go even if I'm a ghost!" After saying that, she coughed and spit out a large pool of blood in her mouth, froze on the stool.

Jing'an's shoes also splashed a few drops. She frowned and retreated repeatedly. Then she took out a silk to cover her mouth and said disgustingly, "Well, the person is dead. Stop it!" After saying that, her stomach was sore, and her throat swallowed a mouthful of water, and she turned out quickly with the silk.

"Find someone to clean it up!" Two nuns looked at each other.

The other poked Mo Qingwu with torture. Seeing that she did not respond, he nodded and followed Jing'an out.

Shen Murou didn't hear the sound before she came out. She desperately told herself not to look, not to look, but her eyes still couldn't help looking at Mo Qingwu.

Mo Qingwu's buttocks were beaten to pieces, and his face was completely different. The dark red blood began to solidify, and the broken Taoist robe stuck to the blood, like a crisscross blood net, which looked shocking. An originally beautiful face was full of blood at this moment, and its big eyes looked straight at itself, ferocious and horrible.

Looking at the woman who was beaten to death alive, Shen Murou had a burst of heart palpitations. She was close to her and looked at herself so desperately, but she couldn't help her. It was herself who killed her!

"Princess!" There was a sound of good anxiety outside the door. Shen Murou seemed not to hear it, and stood straight there and watched Mo Qingwu.

"Princess, don't look at it. The emperor and the empress are still waiting for you to go back together!" Ruyi suppressed her fear and persuaded Shen Murou.

Shen Murou grabbed Ruyi and muttered, "Ruyi, I killed her, I killed her!"

Ruyi only thought that Shen Murou was stunned for a moment and grabbed her and said, "Princess, let's go quickly. The Empress has been waiting impatiently and is losing her temper at people!"

Shen Murou was pulled by Ruyi and staggered out of the hall. There has always been a voice in her mind: I killed her, I killed her!