Chapter 403

Seeing that the two men captured Zhao Xiaoling, Zhuo Yirou sneered and said, "give me a slap and let her know the power of the princess."

The two maids answered, and without saying a word, they reached for Zhao Xiaoling.

Zhao Xiaoling immediately turned to avoid, but only avoided a slap, two people soon hit the second slap, the third slap.

Zhao Xiaoling wants to avoid it, but there is no way to avoid it. She is caught again. She can't move, so she can only bear them in silence.

Zhao Xiaoling's face was tender, so he slapped it a few times, and the face was immediately very red, like a steamed shrimp, pink.

Zhuo Yirou seems to feel very happy. The corner of her mouth rises slightly and says to her, "if you know you're wrong, now kneel down and apologize to my princess, I'll let them slap less."

Zhao Xiaoling ignored her and didn't look at her. She didn't know whether Zhuo Yirou had come to torture her or not. But the more you understand her, the more excited and happy she will be. The best way is to pretend to be dead and ignore her, when there is no one like her.

Moreover, her self-esteem did not allow her to be soft.

Zhuo Yirou saw that she was silent. Her eyes sank and she said, "give me another twenty slaps!"

"Yes." Two maids who are still beating Zhao Xiaoling, Qi Ying, continue to beat Zhao Xiaoling hard.

After forty slaps, Zhao Xiaoling's face was not only red, but also swollen. The swelling was very severe, and the corners of his mouth were even bloody.

Seeing her like this, Zhuo Yirou blinked her eyes, and her voice was cold. "You are so ugly, like a pig. If qingjue saw you like this, he would feel sick."

Zhao Xiaoling pain brow straight twist, did not answer her words, she was lazy to answer.

Zhuoyi soft see this, gently brush brush sleeve, slowly into the cell.

She seemed to dislike that side very much. When she went in, she covered her lips.

Wu will lips, to go to Zhao Xiaoling in front of the time, Zhuo Yirou put down the sleeve.

She narrowed her eyes and said to Zhao Xiaoling, "in order to see you off, the princess specially cooked chicken soup for you. You need to drink the chicken soup without a drop left. Don't brush the princess's mind, otherwise the princess won't forgive you lightly."

Her words fall, immediately command, "come, will this princess boil chicken soup."

"Yes." There is a maid answered, carrying a bowl of fragrant chicken soup into the cell, will be brought to Zhao Xiaoling in front.

Zhao Xiaoling looked at the chicken soup in his eyes. His eyes sank slightly. Did he send the chicken soup? Would she be so kind? Taking her as a person, even if she thinks she will die tomorrow, she will not kindly send some chicken soup to her.

So, what does she want to do?

Zhuo Yirou saw Zhao Xiaoling staring at the chicken soup and lost her eyes to the maid in waiting.

The palace maid immediately scooped up the spoon and fed it to Zhao Xiaoling.

Zhao Xiaoling closed his lips and refused to eat.

Zhuo Yi Rou sneered and said to the maid of honor, "open her mouth and force her to feed."

"Yes." The palace maid answered and asked the two men who captured Zhao Xiaoling to open Zhao Xiaoling's mouth and feed the soup directly into Zhao Xiaoling's mouth.

Zhao Xiaoling knew that this soup was not a good one, so she naturally refused to eat it. She fed it in, and she immediately vomited it out. She didn't drink it at all.

Zhuo Yi Rou sees her like this, sneer a way, "continue to feed, don't let her vomit."

Hissing, Zhuo Yirou said coldly, "this princess gave her soup as a reward. She dares not to accept this princess's reward. That is to despise this princess. Today, we have to drink this soup if we don't drink it."

"Yes." The maid of honor answered again and asked someone to open Zhao Xiaoling's mouth. She scooped another spoon and fed it into Zhao Xiaoling's mouth. This time, she immediately held Zhao Xiaoling's chin and didn't let her spit out again.

Zhao Xiaoling tilted his head, struggling to move, or spit out the soup.

Zhuoyi looked at the maid who fed the soup and said angrily, "what's the matter? Can't you feed it? What's the use of your hands? "

The maid in waiting was so smart that she quickly put the soup on the floor and asked someone to open Zhao Xiaoling's mouth. Then she scooped a spoonful of soup into Zhao Xiaoling's mouth.

This time, afraid that she would spit out, the maid in waiting put her hand around Zhao Xiaoling's head and pressed her chin to stop her moving.

Zhao Xiaoling's hand was caught, his head was pressed, and he couldn't spit it out. Finally, he swallowed the soup.

Seeing that she finally swallowed, the maid in waiting continued to feed her second and third mouthfuls in the same way.

After ten mouthfuls of this food, the soup was less than half. The maid in waiting and the two maids who captured Zhao Xiaoling were sweating and panting. They seemed very tired.

Zhuo Yirou was a little impatient when she saw that they were so useless. She was not happy and said, "what's the matter with you? Are you trying to be right with Princess Ben? "

After hearing this, several maids turned pale with fright. The maid who fed the soup looked at the two maids who captured Zhao Xiaoling and asked them to open Zhao Xiaoling's mouth. She took the soup from the ground and poured it into Zhao Xiaoling's mouth.Before Zhao Xiaoling had time to vomit, she was hugged by the maid of honor and pressed her chin.

Chin was pressed, Zhao Xiaoling a struggle, not hard to spit out the soup, but directly swallow it.

Seeing her swallowing, the palace maid who pressed her chin let her go and rushed to Zhuoyi judo, "princess, the soup has been fed."

Zhuo Yirou looks at Zhao Xiaoling and appreciates her embarrassment of being forced to pour soup. She raises her lips and says, "since the soup is finished, the farewell of the princess is over. Let's go."

Leaving the words, Zhuo Yirou left the prison with a lot of eunuchs.

She left the prison, and immediately a gaoler went to lock Zhao Xiaoling's cell.

He just locked the cell, someone rushed to the cell, and directly rushed to Zhao Xiaoling's cell.

"Miss Zhao!" Outside Zhao Xiaoling's cell, he saw her sitting on the ground with a soft body. Her face was red and swollen, as if she had been beaten severely. Zhuo Tian's heart was tight and he called out.

Zhao Xiaoling took a look at him, only felt that his consciousness was a little vague.

Zhuo Tian saw her and said to her immediately, "Miss Zhao, what's the matter with you? Has anyone ever hit you? Who did this to you? "

Zhao Xiaoling opened his mouth, but made no sound.

Zhuo Tian said anxiously, "Miss Zhao, you tell me, I'll teach him a lesson!"

Zhao Xiaoling moved her lips again, but she still didn't make a sound. She touched her throat and tightened her brows. Why? Why is she speechless? Did Zhuoyi Rou put poison in the chicken soup?

She hates to gnash teeth, see to Zhuo day, want to go to him, but the body hasn't stood up, she person heavily fell to the ground.

"Miss Zhao." Zhuo Tian exclaimed, he immediately yelled at the jailer, "quick, open the prison door for me."