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She didn't say more, but Rong Ling fully understood what she meant.

For thirty days a month, he can decide the number of blame he will be held every day, as long as he finishes the 700 whip within one month, she will not interfere with the rest.

... Very kind and tolerant.

Even if you have to endure a month of whipping, at least it is just a pain in your skin and flesh, and it will be alright for your life.

Rong Ling lowered his head, his voice calmly and indifferently: "Thank you, Your Highness, Princess."

"If you can't bear it anymore, you can also choose to come and tell me where you have been these days..." Jingyu paused slightly and then chuckled, "I can reduce the punishment for you at the discretion of the court."

Rong Ling didn't say anything.

"Also," Jingyu stood up and looked down at him from a high point, "Don't forget the story of you just starting out, which has made me feel a little bitched for a few days, but no longer has any more?"

Rong Ling lowered his head, making people unable to see his expression clearly, but his voice was calm and silent. "Rong Ling has not forgotten, and will continue to tell the princess that story later."

Jingyu stopped talking and turned around and left the dining room.

Rong Ling also got up and left quickly.

Although the Eastern Palace is full of children, there are secret guards, imperial guards, palace maids, and there is also an almost useless punishment room.

Whether inhabited or uninhabited palaces in the East Palace, people cleaned them, and the torture room is no exception. No one has ever come in, but it is still spotless.

The punishment he received after breaking the palace rules was not joking at all. Even in the eyes of everyone, Rong Ling was still a child, but the punishment of the seven hundred whip could make many adults feel that life was worse than death.

The first time he received the punishment, Rong Ling only received thirty, not because he couldn't stand it, but because he knew that she didn't like the smell of blood. Thirty whips only left thirty scars all over her body, but no blood was bleed.

But the pain is real. Gong Wei will not let him water on him, and he does not need others to let him water on him.

The clothes had already broken under the whip of the palace guard. Rong Ling returned to Huayang Palace and changed into another black dress. He turned around and walked out of the palace and walked calmly towards the plum garden.

The little girl lay on her dedicated recliner, with her half-closed eyes and a lazy and harmless expression, no matter what people see, she will feel that she is a little fairy sent by God to save the world.

It is so beautiful that it makes people feel that everything she does is right, and it makes people unable to resist any of her wishes.

Yilan was serving the girl as a girl. When she saw Rong Ling coming, she subconsciously looked down at the princess's face as if she was asleep.

Rong Ling walked over step by step, stood in front of the recliner and watched the girl's quiet sleeping face. After a moment, he slowly squatted down and knelt down. Judging from his movements, there was no trace of injury at all.

Yilan unconsciously glanced at His Highness the Princess again, and Jingyu had no reaction on her face, as if she didn't know that Rong Ling had arrived beside her.

"The girl who practiced on the island has truly become a cultivator without desires..." Rong Ling stared at the girl's little face with a calm look, her eyes fixed between her picturesque eyebrows, and her voice spoke in a light voice, "After the age of sixteen, none of her parents and clan elders have stepped onto that isolated island again."

But the girl's face seemed to be frozen at the age of sixteen. After many years, she devoted herself to practicing, forgetting her age, forgetting the passage of time, and forgetting that she still has relatives in this world.

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