[COMPLETE] Beauty Feng Vol. 1

Chapter 89: Punishments

It took some time to walk from Kuaile to Zhongqing. Even if Cheng Li's person was quick to know what was happening in the courtyard, relaying it wasn't so fast.

The time it took to persuade his father was also significant.

Long Xu Le thought it might be too late. That was why she didn't care about other things and even used qinggong inside her own palace.

Her shadow guards were unaware of what was happening. Seeing the master rush like that, they immediately thought of the worst case scenario of an attack. Obviously, they followed.

Wan Li Wang sensed their presence but she didn't have the presence of mind to look back and explain.

Back in Zhongqing...

"Cheng Gong, what's happening? Did someone attack the palace?" Long Sangyu was preparing to get a sword.

The old eunuch was frightened by his words. "Y-your Highness, it's not that. Kauile courtyard just had an accident."

"The one where Gentlema- Imperial Concubine Adrina lives?"

The prince turned to his wife. It was inconvenient of him to go there.

But Mo Zhilan looked at the table instead.

"Madam-"

"Ah, the food will get cold. Your Highness should sit too and let's wait for Wangye to come back."

Seeing that Junwangfei had no plans to dip her toe in muddy waters, Long Sangyu gave up. But he couldn't eat without his sister.

Kuaile Yard...

Plak!

The wooden board was thick and the eunuch was merciless.

Feng Yanyan was never really punished by staying still like this while someone was beating him without a fight.

His grandfather's punishment for him was to spar with his older cousins. His cousins were soldiers and trained in martial arts. That was why he always complained that he was beaten black and blue while growing up. 

But why did it feel like this hurt more? Or was it because his body wasn't used to being tossed to the wind anymore?

The second hit hadn't landed yet but he wanted to escape already. Of course, two strong eunuchs were holding him down. He was lying on a bench and he vaguely felt knees pressing his back.

Damn, these eunuchs were ruthless.

He kept thinking about useless things to distract himself from the pain. There were faint sobbing sounds. Those were probably his girls.

Ah, my children. This is a tale of a father getting punished for his children.

He seemed to forget about the fact that he was the target in the first place.

Plak!

"AH-" He shouted but he cut himself off. Really, he didn't want to give these people the entertainment they wanted but this hurt like hell!

His butt was already on fire. Was this how hazing in the modern times felt like? Sweat trickled from his forehead down to his brows despite the autumn chill.

Feng Yanyan held his breath for the third strike.

The muffled sound came but the pain didn't. And he felt the weight on his back lighten. What the-

Did he die and his soul left his body?

His question was soon answered when there was a hysterical shout. "You're all tired of living?!"