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Chapter 192 Who makes me your elder brother?
Tang Mumu bit the silk handkerchief again and was hit with the stick three more times. Although she still didn't make a sound, she vomited blood. It was a very cold day, but her whole body felt like it was on fire, painful and hot.
"Mu Mu..." Rong Yan's voice was hoarse. He had a thousand words to say, but when the words came to his lips, he just called her name. He tried his best to break free from the restraints of his two brothers. Maybe it was because of the injuries on his body, but Rong Yan's condition did not look good at the moment.
Tang Mumu recovered and didn't look at Rong Yan. Because she was angry, she just wanted to end this mess quickly. She turned her head and shouted to the guards behind her: "Can you stop dawdling? Even if you kill me and turn into a ghost, I won't bother you. Hurry up."
The guard tightened his grip on the staff, wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve, and said to Tang Mumu, "I'm sorry, Princess Rong, but I can't disobey the emperor's order."
As soon as he finished speaking, the cane in his hand hit Tang Mumu's thin back again and again. The sound of the hit fell into the ears of others. Except for Rong Yan, no one could bear to look at her anymore.
Her vision gradually became blurred and she lost all strength in her body. Tang Mumu couldn't hold on and completely collapsed to the ground. She simply closed her eyes and pretended to be dead. If she hadn't heard the noisy sounds in her ears, she would have thought she was dead.
"A Yan." Someone exclaimed. Tang Mumu raised her eyes and happened to see the blood gushing out of Rong Yan's mouth falling in front of her. It seemed that a few drops splashed on her face, and it was still warm.
Tang Mumu didn't have the energy to speak. She just thought to herself that it was clearly her who was beaten, but why did it seem like he was beaten too? He vomited more blood than her.
The guards who were carrying out the execution suddenly stopped when they saw this, looking reluctant and a little helpless.
"There are still six strokes of the cane left. If someone is willing to take three strokes for the princess, the princess only needs to endure three more strokes." The eunuch standing nearby spoke at the right time, as if to remind Rong Yan not to act rashly, and also to remind the executioner not to have a woman's heart.
Without the strength to kneel straight, Tang Mumu raised his head with all his strength and said in a mosquito-like voice, "I don't have... the strength to move... Just like this... just hit me like this..."
The fact that he is still breathing till this moment is a blessing from his ancestors. He still has six more strokes to make it through. Tang Mumu feels a little lucky. It seems that he has saved his life this time.
The executioner guard made up his mind, clenched the stick in his hand, and stopped immediately after three consecutive blows.
"There are still three strokes left. His Majesty has ordered that if someone is willing to take his place, six strokes will be administered, and the princess's punishment will be over."
"Thank you."
Before the executioner finished speaking, Rong Yan had already knelt in front of Tang Mumu.
Tang Mumu's mind was in a daze, but she had not really lost consciousness. Now that the guards had stopped, it seemed as if the punishment she had just received had taken effect all at once, and even breathing was painful. She had no energy to care about anything else, and in an instant her eyes went dark, and she had already fainted.
Rong Yan looked back at her, pursed his lips, straightened his body again, and knelt straighter than before.
The guard was still in a dilemma. In his opinion, His Royal Highness Prince Rong's condition did not seem to be very good. Although it was only six strokes of the cane, the punishment was cruel after all. Prince Rong looked seriously injured and could not recover. If he was beaten to death by these six strokes, his life would not be enough to compensate for it.
"Hit me." Song Jinyu lifted his robe and knelt down, roaring with a fearless look on his face, "I am too tough to be killed. My little princess has been hit so many times. Six sticks are just a small problem for me. Sir, hit me."
The guard was even more troubled. If he could let the great Lord Song call him "Sir", his life would not have lived in vain.
"You can hit me too." Rong Lou also knelt down.
The eyes of several people shifted to King Jing at the same time. Not only were the guards dumbfounded, but even the eunuchs couldn't help but twitch their lips. This group of people were really affectionate and righteous. They were even so eager to be beaten.
The guard was in a dilemma and subconsciously looked at Prince Chen. After all, he was his elder brother, and his words now had more power.
Rong Su held his forehead with his hand, looking helpless, but he quickly walked to Rong Yan and squatted down, "The most important thing now is Princess Rong, you take her out of the palace immediately, the carriage of Prince Chen's Palace is outside the palace, I will arrange for the imperial physician to rush to Prince Rong's Palace, we are all here, leave the rest to us."
Rong Su's voice was very soft, but every word seemed to be very powerful, hitting Rong Yan's heart heavily. He looked up at him, his eyes even redder than before.
"Brother..." After saying only two words, Rong Yan couldn't make any other sound. His body trembled slightly, and the extra hand on his shoulder patted him gently.
"Princess Rong will be fine. Take her back home quickly. We will take care of the rest. It's okay."
Rong Yan stood up, and the other three people took off their cloaks at the same time and handed them to him. Rong Yan took them one by one and wrapped all three cloaks around Tang Mumu. Afraid of touching the injury on her back, he carefully covered her on his back and carried her on his back.
"Thank you." After saying that, he quickly left Xuan Zheng Hall with the person on his back.
Seeing him walk away, Rong Su turned around and looked at Song Jinyu and Rong Lou, his expression somewhat helpless, "You guys go to the Imperial Hospital now and take the people to Prince Rong's Mansion. Take as many people as you can, and bring all the good medicinal materials. Go quickly."
"Brother, are you going to take the beating for Ayan?" Rong Lou's voice fell silent, and he couldn't help but redden his eyes. He knew that his eldest brother never took sides and was not very close to others, but he knew that this would make his father feel resentful towards him. However, for the sake of his brothers, he was willing to make an exception.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in his heart. He had always thought that his eldest brother was a king of hell with a cold face and an even colder heart. It turned out that he had always wronged him.
Rong Su suddenly sighed, chuckled and said, "I am your elder brother. I can't help A Yan in any way. I can only take the beating for him."
"Brother." Rong Lou felt very upset. If he had known earlier, he would have been nicer to his brother.
"Go quickly, Princess Rong's injury can't wait."
"You have to be strong. We'll come find you after we finish dealing with Ayan's business."
When Song Jinyu stood up, he also pulled up Rong Lou who was standing beside him. The two of them used their lightness skills to fly out of the Xuanzheng Hall and headed towards the Imperial Hospital.
Not only was the situation inside the palace critical, but there was also chaos outside the palace. When Mo Yi arrived, Princess Chen, Madam Song, and Princess Linlang were already waiting outside the palace gate. He originally wanted to force his way in, but was stopped by Princess Chen. Thinking that if he forced his way in, he might only lose his life in vain and bring trouble to the prince, he waited outside the palace with them.
The court session was over soon after, and the palace gate became even more chaotic. Several ministers did not return home quickly after the court session, but instead waited with them. When Mo Yi learned that the princess had actually struck the drum to report the incident, he almost choked and passed away.
He just followed the prince's instructions and lurked in the ghost market for a few days. He just found some evidence. How come the princess even dared to beat the drum to report the incident in just a few days?
She was anxious and afraid, and kept staring at the direction of the palace gate, afraid that she would miss the prince and princess in the blink of an eye.
I don't know how long I waited, but when I saw Rong Yan, Mo Yi burst into tears and walked over quickly, "Your Majesty."
Ji Chu and the others quickly came over and asked, "How is Mu Mu?"
Tang Qingzhi originally wanted to reach out her hand to check on the person on Rong Yan's back, but she quickly retracted her hand halfway. Ji Chu and the others were just like Tang Qingzhi, with red eyes but trying not to cry.