emperor cold concubine

Chapter 20

"Is it enjoyable to watch?" Standing on the nine steps, Su Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, with a half-smile, looking coolly at the three masters and servants in the pavilion.

Nan Yunfeng was silent like a cicada, so he didn't dare to speak up, he kept his head down and stared at his toes, maintaining the most respectful duty of a guard.

The woman the master has his eyes on is really extraordinary. After seeing her abilities and methods, no one can maintain a relaxed and normal attitude when facing her.

Cang Hao sighed with a smile: "You have successfully deterred all the people, enough to make them unforgettable, and they will never forget it forever."

Su Mo raised her eyebrows: "Are you distressed?"

Cang Hao said: "Well, this king is both distressed and angry, and angry at why you don't cherish your body so much." This woman is so strong that it is easy for people to ignore the fact that she was injured.

Su Mo looked down at the wound on his waist that was still bleeding, and said calmly: "I can't die." After finishing speaking, he waved to Nanyun: "Go and get me some medicine to stop the bleeding."

"Uh, master doesn't need to ask Dr. Chu to come and bandage him up, or... go back to the Plum Garden to rest?" Nan Yun was stunned. Such a serious injury must take a long time to recuperate.

No matter how bad the purple-clothed cavalry was, it would definitely not be a minor injury with a single strike.

Su Mo glanced at him, and said coldly: "Do you need me to repeat it again?"

Nan Yun's face turned pale: "The subordinates dare not." He retreated quickly.

Su Mo stared at his back as if he was running away, and then glanced at Nan Feng who was standing up straight but his eyes were lowering lower and lower. He turned his gaze back to his Cang Haoruyu handsome face, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "I'm scary?"

Cang Hao shook his head without changing his face: "No." He stretched out his hand and pulled her into the gazebo, pushed her to the table and sat down, then said flatly: "It's just that they are not used to it yet."

Nanfeng only dared to murmur in his heart that few people could get used to such a mistress.

Gently tearing open the skirts of her arms and waist, Cang Hao frowned slightly when he saw the deep bone-deep wound, "You don't feel any pain?" With such a deep wound, it's no wonder the blood keeps bleeding.

Look at her expression as if nothing happened. If it wasn't for the fact that her face was slightly pale due to too much blood loss, who would have noticed that she had suffered such a serious injury.

"I'm a human, not a machine, so why don't I feel pain?" He gave him an annoyed look, then turned his eyes to look at the school field, and said in a too indifferent tone: "Well, I just got used to it." Su Mo didn't feel any pain at all. He realized that his expression was too emotional just now.

The sharp-eyed Cang Hao didn't miss it, and a gleam of bright light flashed quickly in his phoenix eyes.

With such an almost childish expression, does it mean that she has unconsciously given her trust?
In fact, Cang Hao still doesn't quite understand at this time that although Su Mo is cold-hearted, as long as he recognizes a person, he will give his sincerity, and will not be so boring that he will deliberately show any negative emotions such as alienation and suspicion.

The corners of her lips evoked a happy smile, following her gaze, the smile in Cang Hao's eyes became even stronger: "Don't tell me that you won't bandage up such a serious injury, just because you want to stay here and watch They get beaten."

Su Mo didn't even think about it, and nodded directly: "Not bad."

The corner of Nanfeng's mouth twitched over there, and once again he dared to mutter in his heart: Master Mo, do you have a tendency to abuse...

Under the gazebo, the five people also heard the conversation between Cang Hao and Su Mo without saying a word. Their bodies knelt straight, but their eyebrows and eyes could not help but twitch.

Soon, five executioners came forward, each holding a torture stick as thick as an arm, and knelt down at the same time to salute Cang Hao and Su Mo respectfully, then stood up, each He said to Shu Tong and the others: "This subordinate has offended you."

Just as he was about to swing his torture stick, Shu He shouted, "Please wait a moment."

The soldier didn't dare to disobey, stopped his movements and asked, "General?"

Shu He smiled at him, signaling him not to be nervous: "Let me not take off my jersey."

The soldier saw him undressing, and was puzzled: "General, Madam didn't say that you have to take off your clothes for execution."

The spine stick is much heavier than the hip stick. Although a thin piece of clothing can't relieve the pain much, it is still much better than bare back.

"You know what a fart..." Shu He was angry and muttered to himself, "You don't know that this general's battle robe is a rare treasure, priceless, and the only one in the world. If it is destroyed or dirty, you will pay for it." Can you afford it?"

After taking off his cloak and battle robe, Shu He said, "Okay, let's do it."

Cang Hao's five most powerful young masters were punished with the stick at the same time, which had never happened before, the scene looked quite spectacular, the stick hit the back mercilessly, and after a while, the plain clothes were torn to pieces.

Su Mo rested her chin with her hands, and lazily looked at the five guys below who were pale with pain and sweating coldly on their foreheads but kept silent with backbone, a few bad factors appeared in her heart, she suddenly felt playful, and smiled coolly, Said: "Fourteen, can you still bear it?"

Fourteen grinned in pain, his face turned bitter when he heard the words, and he couldn't help turning his sad eyes to Su Mo, Su Mo was neither hurt nor itchy, and returned a charming smile.

In front of the two masters, the soldiers who were executing the sentence did not dare to show mercy, they beat hard every time, they could only grit their teeth and hold on.

"I just found out today why everyone is eager to reach the pinnacle of power..." Su Mo held her chin with one hand and smiled so enchantingly that her scalp went numb looking at Nan Feng behind her, "...that is Because the taste of mastering the power of life and death is so wonderful, whoever dares to offend, or whoever dislikes, can be dealt with at will, and the most important thing is...the person who is dealt with, dare not say a word." Pause slightly After a while, he said, "You say so, Mo Li?"

Mo Li's pale face from the pain froze slightly, he lowered his eyes and looked at the ground, and let the torture stick fall heavily on his back, leaving a trail of blood, but he didn't say a word, and continued to keep silent.

Su Mo didn't expect him to respond at all, so he didn't take it seriously, smiled lightly, and said: "Just now someone said that he would pick thousands of beautiful women for his master, I don't know when they will be delivered, Shuhe? "

Shu He's expression also froze instantly: "No, no..."

"No?" Su Mo raised her eyebrows, "That's a pity, I'm bored, and no one can use it to practice."

Thousands of women... used to practice...?
Does she want to come up with a different kind of hot hand to destroy flowers?
"Well, Mr. Yue Xiao, who is as gentle as jade..." Su Mo looked sad and regretful, "You said you have nothing to join in the fun with them? It's really distressing to be hit by such a thick torture stick..."

Nan Feng's face was dark, Cang Hao's mouth twitched, and he sighed helplessly at this strange woman's rare evil taste.

At this moment, Yue Xiao's gentle face was pale, and crystal beads of sweat slid down his forehead one by one. Hearing this, he said: "If you make a mistake...you should be punished. The last master doesn't need it. I feel sorry for Yue Xiao..." Wen Wen's voice sounded a little unstable.

Facts have proved that no matter how willingly he accepts the punishment, the pain from the punishment stick hitting his body will still not be reduced by a single point.

Su Mo's eyes turned to Shu Tong on the far left. Before he could speak, Shu Tong raised his eyes and looked over. Although his handsome and calm face was also dripping with cold sweat, his dark eyes were full of genuine gratitude. Before Su Mo could speak , then whispered: "Shu Tong will never forget the kindness of the last master. As long as the last master does not betray the master, Shu Tong is willing to serve the last master as a slave and handmaid in this life, and do the work of dogs and horses."

According to Shutong's identity, this is already a heavy promise, which means that he has truly recognized Su Mo as the master from the bottom of his heart, and his recognition almost represents the same recognition from other people. Su Mo snorted softly, " This girl likes to be submissive, but she has no hobby to humiliate an upright Angzang man and make him a slave? When will you become a woman, this girl will think about it."

If it weren't for the severe pain in their bodies, maybe they would all laugh out loud, but the cold sweat and pale complexion on their faces made them use all their minds to fight the pain.

Nanyun came back with the wound medicine, saw the miserable condition of several people, quietly put the medicine on the table, stepped aside and stood side by side with Nanfeng, watching his nose, nose and heart, wishing he could hide himself.

Su Mo picked up the medicine and threw his head down on the wound. He took a cool look at Cang Hao and said, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for this clothes worth 10 taels."

"It's okay." Cang Hao smiled faintly, "Nanyun, inform the steward of Jiyue Villa that ten sets of clothes will be made and delivered within three days. Two pieces of material are made of purple gauze, two pieces of silk, two pieces of chiffon, and other Let him figure it out for himself, all of them should be purple, and the style should be the same as this one, and pick two other sets of jewelry and send them over..."

"Wait." Su Mo interrupted him, "What jewelry? I don't need it. Also, two sets of such cumbersome clothes are enough. What are you doing so much? Want to use a few more 10 taels? A tighter fit? No need. Um...you have your own dressmaker?"

"Huh? Costume design?" Cang Hao raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

Su Mo was taken aback for a rare moment, and then remembered that fashion design is a modern term. After thinking for a moment, she said, "It's just... a garment workshop...?" She wasn't sure if it should be called that.

Cang Hao understood and nodded.

"Nan Yun, wait a moment and take the black leather jacket and pants I wore when I first came here, and see if I can make two sets of them."

It seems that there were no fur-free leather clothes in ancient times, but there are ready-made samples. Whether they can figure out a way depends on whether their heads are smart enough.

"Don't worry about the rest... Well, I'm hungry after so much trouble." Looking at the sun, it was almost noon, "I just went back to eat and rest... Depending on the situation, the itinerary that was originally scheduled for today should be cancelled. up?"

Cang Hao nodded and said: "I planned to leave at noon today, but it's okay, there is plenty of time. Your injuries are not suitable for traveling."

Su Mo got up and looked at him: "Come with me?"

Cang Hao smiled: "It's an honor."

Su Mo said: "Nanyun, let them all disperse after the thirty rods are beaten, go back and ask Chu Han to give them medicine."

"Yes."

Cang Hao casually tossed a token to Nanfeng, "Arrange everyone to return to the peak and valley, take care of the injured, and let everyone rest for a day."

Nanfeng bowed to accept the order.

(End of this chapter)