Feng Wuhen, who was happily browsing the scenery of Lingbo Palace, did not expect that in the dark room that he could not see, Hongru and Luyin were being punished by cruel poles. Luyin had already fainted from pain, and Hongru's suffering had just begun. How could the eunuch who was in charge of punishment show mercy to such palace maids? Every hit made Hongru heartbroken. At first, she could resist not screaming, but as a weak woman, she had never suffered such pain before, and she could quickly unable to restrain her emotions and cried bitterly. She could feel that her close-fitting little clothes were covered with blood. The pole was down, carrying up pieces of flesh and blood, while the ruthless eunuch continued. In a trance, she seemed to see Feng Wuhen's smiling face. Your Highness, do you know that for you, Hongru is never afraid of a mere pole punishment...

"Empress, Lu Yin has finished her execution. She and Hong Ru have both fainted," a eunuch who just came in to report, "Hong Ru can't hold on after only twenty-seven sticks."

"It turns out that this stubborn girl is not good at all." Concubine Yu raised the tea cup in her hand, brushed off the tea leaves on it with a tea cover, and took a sip, "This tea is good, Xiao Liuzi, I'll send you more next time." She turned her head to another eunuch standing beside her.

Xiao Liuzi nodded quickly and agreed. Concubine Yu continued to say to the eunuch who was in charge of the punishment as if nothing had happened: "Pinghai, you were too careless. Two girls who were as beautiful as flowers and jade, you actually took such a ruthless move. I just wanted to punish both of you. You made both of you faint. Wuhen came in and asked, how do you want me to answer?"

Ping Hai was stunned. He was completely "responsible" as Concubine Yu, and now he actually had it, but as a slave, how dare he refute it, he could only admit that he was unlucky: "It's a slave, and I'll ask the Empress to forgive me."

"Forget it, let's stop today's matter. Ask a few people to send the two girls to Fenghua Palace and instruct everyone, including the eunuchs and maids in Fenghua Palace, not to reveal this matter. Violators are responsible for not being held responsible!" Concubine Yu glanced at the person kneeling on the ground. Ping Hai immediately felt like a thorn in his back and immediately kowtowed to accept it.

It is not a good job to wander around with Feng Wuhen. Everyone in Lingbo Palace knew that he was an unpopular prince, fearing that his master would blame him for not doing his job properly. But Rouping was not here. As the second person in Lingbo Palace, her status was transcendent. She repelled all the eunuchs and palace maids around her, and she pointed to Feng Wuhen's scenery with interest. Feng Wuhen never knew that he always dreamed of living in a spacious and bright house, but there were still people who were dissatisfied with it. If he hadn't been the country boy now and had the real memory of Feng Wuhen, he would have screamed in surprise now. He bent down and put his hand in the clear water. A bit of coldness immediately made him shudder and almost couldn't hold on to the railings.

"My little ancestor!" Rouping really couldn't control her emotions. Although she didn't have deep feelings for this prince, she still knew that this young man who looked weak on the outside was stubborn inside. Now that she saw his childish behavior, she immediately realized that Feng Wuhen was still a child who needed to be tolerated. Her heart was suddenly filled with a rare tenderness. "You don't want to die, don't you know how your body is? How did the Empress punish you when she saw it!" Rouping no longer had her usual coldness, and her tone became the tone of an elder.

At that moment, Feng Wuhen felt that he had really become the seventh prince. It was so beautiful. There was no more pressure from life, no more troubles of losing his relatives. Everything in front of him was undoubtedly extremely beautiful for him. He knew that as long as he continued, he would always enjoy the honor of the royal family. Although he still felt a little guilty in his heart, he knew that what had happened would not be reversed. At this moment, even if he told everything, no one would believe it, because even the closest people around him did not have any doubts.

A palace maid hurried to Rouping and whispered a few words. Rouping, who was originally warm, suddenly changed back to her original appearance. "Your Highness, you can just walk here, I will leave first." After saying that, he turned around and left. The young Feng Wuhen didn't know what was causing this aunt Ping to change as if she had changed her personal opinion. She looked at the departing back blankly. Then he felt that he was not familiar with this strange place at all.

Relying on the identity of the prince, Feng Wuhen in all places in Lingbo Palace was almost unobstructed. There was only one place he was stopped by unceremoniously and had to retreat embarrassedly. Looking at the plaque of "Tingfeng Pavilion", Feng Wuhen felt a strange feeling, as if the person inside would bring great changes to his future. After hesitating for a moment, he left here, but he firmly remembered the name of the place.

It was always not good that no one paid attention to it. Feng Wuhen returned to the hall, but did not enter the door immediately. Concubine Yu and Rouping were talking inside. The irrelevant palace maids and eunuchs had long been sent back, and even the people at the door of the hall were sent far away. This provided convenience for Feng Wuhen to sneak in. He tiptoed into a dim house next to him. He had no idea that he had walked into the place where Hongru and Luyin were tortured just now. Two poor girls were cruelly beaten and humiliated here. He came here just out of a childish nature, wanting to eavesdrop on the adults' conversation.

"Rouping, too, are you? Why did that waste be with him for so long?" The voice of Concubine Yu came from hazy, but Feng Wuhen didn't know who the waste in his words was referring to.

"Empress, I just do what you want!" Rouping's voice came in, "You don't know that as a servant, I can't be too much."

"You are too cautious," Feng Wuhen could even imagine his mother's indifferent appearance, and was shocked. "I have told you many times that I will always have one son, and the other is just a tool, a tool to consolidate my status! I don't need mercy on him, I just need to use it, and attract the emperor as much as possible when the chess piece can still work. This is the purpose of his existence."

For some reason, Feng Wuhen felt cold all over. Although he didn't know who he was talking about, an ominous premonition appeared in his heart. Those words were so strange. He kept telling himself to be calm, but it was futile. He kept betraying him with his hands and feet. He must figure it out whether it was his brother or himself.

"Empress, I think the Seventh Prince is also very pitiful." Although I knew that it might arouse the master's anger, Rouping still plucked up the courage to interrupt, and she could never forget the scene just now.

"He is pitiful?" Concubine Yu said contemptuously, "What's so pitiful about a coward? My mother is the most pitiful!"

This sentence hit Feng Wuhen's heart like a bolt from the blue. Although he had some premonition before, he never dreamed that a mother would describe his child like this. A familiar pain rekindled in his heart. Almost in an instant, he understood why he had so much depression and pain when he accepted Feng Wuhen's memory that night. A beautiful mother regarded his son as a waste. What else is more sad than this?

Feng Wuhen tried his best to warn himself that I was not her son, and there was no need to be sad about her words. I was not her son... But his heart exposed everything. From the beginning of his dream, he loved this beautiful woman as much as his mother. This blow was too heavy for a thirteen-year-old boy, but everything was not over yet.
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