Chapter 730: It’s a whipping, let her bear it a little

"I never liked it."
Wei Chuchu smiled satisfied, raised his head and kissed his lips.
Shen Yichao opened his eyes.
The newly married woman in her arms, with a face and a cheek, staring at him with respect.
Wei Chuchu, she is a well-known family lady in Chang'an. She is dignified and self-sufficient, and she is very smart. She has been a childhood sweetheart with him since she was a child, and the two families signed a marriage contract very early.
He thought of Wushan Yunyu last night, thinking that it was her first time, so he touched her cheek with pity, and said with concern: "Does it still hurt?"
Wei Chuchu's cheeks were flushed. Xu was too shy, so he lowered his eyelashes shyly and didn't dare to take such words.
Shen Yichao looked at her, thinking that this is the reservedness of the noble lady of the family.
But somehow, a cold smoke appeared in his mind.
At the time when he and Han Yanliang were drugged in Xiao Mansion, Jinguan City, it was the first time for her. Afterwards, he forgot to ask her whether it hurt.
There was a trace of guilt in Shen Yichao's chest.
But then I thought about it, Han Yanliang is such a maverick demon girl, even if martial arts were abolished, she never shed tears, how could she cry because of the pain of breaking melons?
She is different from famous ladies in the end.
She has been trained by Tianshu since she was a child, so she is probably not afraid of pain.
He thought, the trace of guilt in his heart quietly disappeared.
Wei Chuchu raised his eyes, seeing him wandering beyond the sky, his eyes quietly passed unhappy.
However, she concealed her emotions in an instant, her face still gentle and dignified: "Can you tell your concubine, what kind of person is that beauty? Concubine heard that she has been imprisoned by her brother for more than six months. Yuan, as soon as he was brought into the mansion yesterday, he was imprisoned in the dungeon, thinking it was a felon."
Shen Yichao took her into his arms, his tone indifferent: "It's not worth talking about."
"Concubine wants to hear it!"
Shen Yichao thought of the husband and wife being in the same heart, so he explained the matter briefly and concisely. Although he deliberately omitted the dew and affection, he could not hide the things he had eaten and lived with Hanyanliang in Yulouchun. .
The mood in Wei Chuchu's eyes changed.
Suddenly she sat up and stood up, and cursed: "Shameless Hu Meizi, young, not yet married, no other thing, self-recommended pillow seats are very good at it, but what is courtesy and shame?!"
Shen Yichao felt a little harsh when he heard the words "self-recommended pillow seats".
But I felt that I was right.
From the beginning, Han Yanliang hooked him up first.
Wei Chuchu said again: "Speaking of which, since she is the leader of Tianshu, then she must know Xiao Daoyan's secrets. Brother Jin Wuwei, the leader of Jinwuwei, has not tortured anything useful for half a year. Husband, we should help him. If the secrets can be tortured, my aunt will definitely treat you differently."
"neat--"
"Husband, you are already weak this year, and you should also plan for your career."
After Wei Chuchu finished speaking, he called the maid to come in and wait.
Shen Yichao sat up slowly.
He stared at Wei Chuchu's dressing and dressing figure, a burst of irritation poured out of his heart.
Talking about Tianshu's secrets, he knew that Chu Chu was definitely jealous, jealous that he had spent the Spring Festival evening with Han Yanliang, so he wanted to take the opportunity to attack her.
New love and old love, fighting with each other, really made him a headache.
He rubbed his temples.
In the end, Qing Jun's face, like a mountain and white snow, revealed a touch of helplessness and indulgence.
Well, let Chu Chu go.
She tossed enough, she would let the cold smoke go.
It can be regarded as his compensation to Chu Chu.
The two came to the dungeon.
The dungeon was very neat and tidy. Except for the iron fence, the furnishings in the cell were like the boudoir of ordinary people, without the cold and dampness that Shen Yichao imagined.
He frowned quietly.
Brother is not a tolerant person to prisoners, why is he...
Before he could understand, Wei Chuchu had already ordered the little official to open the prison door.
Shen Yichao's heart was grabbed for no reason.
He followed Wei Chuchu and stepped into the cell. As the veil was rolled up, he saw Han Yanliang kneeling in front of the vanity mirror, combing his hair with a pear wood comb.
Her black hair was like a pile of clouds, hanging neatly on the mat.
Her small face was not covered with pink and white, she was sharp and fair, and she was casually obsessed with a light gauze skirt. She was like a white pear flower lost in the cell in the dim light and shadow.
And their arrival did not surprise her.
Wei Chuchu looked at her face carefully, his eyes were full of jealousy, and he said solemnly: "Are you cold and misty?"
Han Yanliang looked at the two through the bronze mirror.
Because it was the second day of their wedding, they still wore colorful clothes.
Standing side by side, they are really golden boys and girls.
She said casually: "Second Mrs. Shen is looking for me, don't know why?"
"I want you to tell the secret of Tianshu!"
"Are you qualified to try me?"
Wei Chuchu was choked.
Her pretty face was filled with shame and anger, and she sternly said: "You are only a prisoner in the Shen Mansion. As the young lady of the Shen Mansion, why don't I have the qualifications to try you?! Come, give me the caning and beat her. Just let it go!"
The two wives she brought with him immediately rolled up their sleeves and picked up the long whip involuntarily.
Han Yanliang's complexion was faint, and he only glanced at Shen Yichao.
Shen Yichao avoided her sight.
He also knew that Chu Chu did not do the right thing.
In the past, Chu Chu was always tender, gentle and dignified in front of him, not to mention whipping people, even a butterfly, she was reluctant to shoot to death.
However, Chu Chu had a deep love for him.
He and Han Yanliang went to the cloud and rain together. She was jealous and tantrums. Even the whipping was really excusable.
It's just a whipping, cold smoke and cool, but the characters killed by the three religions and nine streams, this hurts, she bears it for a little bit, won't it pass?
The whips rushed down.
The skin was open and fleshy, and the blood beads quickly dyed the pear-white skirt.
The girl curled up on the ground, biting her lips, her slightly raised apricot eyes were always black and white without tears. She stared at Shen Yichao and Wei Chuchu, and finally even loosened her bleeding lips, raising an arc of sarcasm. .
Looks down on these two people.
Shen Yichao couldn't tell what it was like.
He looked away again and couldn't bear to look at the cold smoke.
Wei Chuchu took his arm coquettishly: "Husband, the person you love is me, right?"
Shen Yichao's heart beat hard.
He didn't understand why, but in order to soothe the throbbing and restlessness, he nodded solemnly: "Only you..."
"boom!"
The door of the dungeon was suddenly kicked open.
The general in black clothes stepped in blankly.
He glanced at the dying beauty curled up to the ground, the scar under his left eye was faintly painful, and the hands hanging on the side of his legs were secretly clenched into fists.
He paused every word: "Who allows you to break into my dungeon privately?"
The cold coercion spread in the small cell.
He is like a lion who has been violated in his territory.
Wei Chuchu involuntarily stepped back half a step: "Ah, brother..."
Shen Yichao glanced at his brother's expression, and then at the cold smoke covered in blood. Somehow, an unspeakable irritability and depression suddenly burst into his heart.