How guilty!!!

"What do you want to say?" Yeling lowered her voice, a little hoarse. Shen Qianshu shook her head skillfully. Yeling hugged her head and didn't go back to the bedroom.

Luther housekeeper's face did not change, nor did he dissuade or obstruct. Meng Qi went downstairs, followed Zhong ran to the penalty room, and the children's painting followed curiously. Luther housekeeper smiled, "young master, the penalty room is gloomy and bloody, so you don't follow. Shall I have someone prepare dessert for you?"

"OK, I'll eat it later." He followed the clock to the death chamber.

Luther housekeeper smiled. The young master and Mr. Luther were indeed similar in temper. They began to be disobedient at such a young age.

The torture room is very large, and there are not many torture instruments, just a whip. The carpet is indeed stained with some red blood. The whole room is the innermost room in the castle. It feels a little gloomy, and the sun seems to be unable to penetrate.

"You are miserable." Tong Hua said, "my father can protect his shortcomings. Don't mess with mommy again, or I'll beat you ten times a day."

Meng Qi stubbornly pursed his lips, took off his coat neatly, and Zhong ran took off the whip from the wall.

Tong Hua asked, "were you also beaten by this whip?"

Zhong ran, "..."

Young master, can you not mention it?

Meng Qi knelt on the carpet and said nothing. As soon as he took off his coat, there were several bruises on his waist, abdomen and back. It was definitely much worse than Shen Qianshu. Children's paintings had bright eyes, as if thinking about something.

Zhong ran said, "master Meng Qi, I have offended."

"Fight quickly, don't talk nonsense."

Tong Hua said, "Zhong ran, whip me, how about I whip him ten times?"

Zhong ran, "..."

Tong Hua explained very seriously and sincerely, "he hit my mommy. He must have taken the initiative to do so. I want to avenge Mommy myself!!"

Meng Qi, "..."

Zhong ran takes ten whips, which is different from children's painting. Children's strength is far from that of adults. Mengqi said, "don't be so kind."

Tong Hua Leng hum, a fierce look of me, took the whip in Zhong Ran's hand, "whoever is kind and bullies my mommy, I will bully you back, talk again, and whip you twenty lashes."

It's a little hard for children to raise their hands and pick up the whip. It's not the whip played by children. There is only one whip in the whole punishment room, which is to punish the security guards who made mistakes.

The servants were dismissed directly.

If an adult hits the whip, it will split his skin and flesh. The children have little strength on their wrists and have difficulty holding it. The children's painting stubbornly picked up the whip with both hands and hit Meng Qi with a whip.

Meng Qi, "..."

Zhong ran, "..."

Children's paintings, "..."

Unable to take out a whip, he even shouted at the children's painting of beating people with ten whips. Feeling very ashamed, he laboriously picked up the whip and asked for a snow before shame. He also whipped Meng Qi.

Meng Qi's skin was white, and his back skin was not sunny. He looked very white. He beat a whip and left a trace. It was much better than Zhong ran beating a whip. Therefore, the children's painting beat him ten whips. It was painless, and he lost the whip. "Well, after the punishment, you can get up. Don't fight with mommy again, you can't beat her."

Mengqi felt humiliated, and his face became more gloomy. The child painting had left the torture room. Steward Luther looked at him kindly, and gently touched his head, "our young master, is really gentle and kind."