The silly bird in the courtyard, biting its lip, with a desolate and melancholic look in its eyes.

  She thought of Ling Chi. This is the fate of a lustful woman.

  The "Song Shi. Xing Fa Zhi" records: "Ling Chi, first cut off his limbs, then dig out his throat." This means that the arms and legs are broken to prevent them from dancing and affecting work. Then, the throat is dug open to prevent loud shouting and distracting the workers. After these steps, the knife peeling of the face begins. Eight, twenty-four, thirty-six, seventy-two, one hundred and twenty... These are the number of knives used.

  The number of cuts can be increased according to the crime. There is no hard and fast rule for the number of cuts in lingchi. The yamen thought they could give her a "Yuan Chonghuan-level" "fish scale slicing". 13,700 cuts. Because she was caught alive twice. (Cut. She's still being too kind to herself. Afraid to say more. Later she was caught so many times that even "fish scale slicing" wouldn't satisfy them.)

  Everyone should have a conscience. But all are consciences, in heaven, by God's side. Everyone also has private desires, but they're all private desires, buried underground, managed by little ghosts. Gong Ye Shang, can't reach the sky; down, trampling to death the ghosts. Now, stuck in between, neither up nor down... how difficult!

  A shout of "nonsense" awakened more than half of his rationality.

  It's a pest that's been weighing on me... How can I get it off my chest?

  It's a mess. It can't be done. And it's not the kind of thing that would happen to someone like Gong Ye. Even if my heart is tangled, what needs to be dealt with right now is still clear and distinct.

  Gong Ye got down from her body. Got up. Picked her up too. Patted her waist. Whispered, "Go get dressed. It's nothing."

  Gong Ye took off his military uniform jacket. He picked up his military uniform shirt and put it on, calling out as he did so.

  "Don't come in. I'm taking a dump. Wait for me to clear my memory and go out to kick you, you little bastard. Which level are you talking about?"

  His eyes were still fixed on the yamen.

  The official began to wear a bra. Hands shaking. Half a day can't buckle up. Gong Xiaoyue walked over and buckled it for her. Then picked up the undershirt and handed it to her. As she reached out to take the undershirt, Gong Xiaoyue suddenly pulled her over and hugged her, heavily kissing her lips. Then, against her lips, he said, "I'll go bring them away. You just wait here for me. When I come back, I'll send you home." He kissed again, then again.

  "Every board is full (Han scolds the mantra). It's really getting more and more disgusting. Eating, drinking, pulling, and shitting are all solved inside. Is there a little monster hiding inside to sprinkle?"

  Gong Xiaoyue turned his head and took another look at Ya Nei. Ya Nei "consciously" took a few steps towards the back of the door. Gong Xiaoyue opened the door and went out. The teasing voices outside became clearer and fainter with each opening and closing of the door. Ya Nei's heart also jumped to her throat, clear and unclear, along with the sound.

  As soon as Gong Xiaoyue went out, the jailer ran barefoot to the side of the door and squatted down. He stuck his ear to the iron door and listened carefully.

  Just listen.

  "Wow, Gong Shaoyou is so spirited and refreshing."

  "Damn your mother's crotch. You're just a stupid Chen with a foul mouth."

  "Is there a little monster hiding inside? I must take a look..."

  The footsteps seem to be coming from this direction.

  The eunuch crouched by the door, clutching at his collar. He was so angry he could have bitten his tongue off.

  Outside. Gong Shao didn't stop him either. He even accepted a cigarette from another person who handed it over to him. He teased, "You go take a look. The fart I let out is really quite elegant."

  Actually. Gōng Shǎo knew they wouldn't go in. This was the rule. For them. Like being inside an armored vehicle was more private than their own home.

  However.

  Facing nonsense...

  Hulai stood there with a smile on his face all the time. He was originally not talkative. Wearing simple military uniform, he looked unexpectedly elegant and impressive.

  Gong Shao glanced at Hu Lai with a silent understanding, nodded in greeting, and then didn't look at him again. To be honest, this was the first time in Gong Shao's half lifetime of absurd years that he felt so guilty, his heart feeling like it was being strangled.

  "I'm too lazy to look at your rotten hole. Stop blocking the way."

  "What else do you want to go in and do? Go out and take a walk around. You've even gotten your hands on this cow's 99, huh?"

  "That's it. Hu Lai and Old Qi directly exchanged greetings."

  "Let's take a walk. Take a spin around. I didn't even get to play it well last time..."

  Never heard of Hu Lai's voice.

  It's "rumble rumble" again... The bird has finally taken off.

  The official sat on the ground with his legs wrapped around him, letting out a deep sigh.

  Cough. Luckily, she's still under the protection of heaven. It was a narrow escape.

  But...

  The official sat down on the ground with his legs crossed, raised both hands and rubbed his face hard.

  It was the most "near-death" moment she had been sober for in her twenties.

  At the thought of "being on the verge of death", the official immediately thought of Li Zhi, who had been trained by Wu Cairen.

  Li Zhi's brother was also like this when he had an affair with their father's second wife.

  Looking at the red becoming green, thoughts are numerous. Withered and disheveled, remembering you. Don't believe that recently I've been crying a lot. Open the box to retrieve the pomegranate skirt.

  This is the love letter his second wife wrote to him back then.

  Li Zhi's brother was overjoyed when he saw the four words "look at Zhu and become green".

  These four words are the most secretive and intimate pleasures between a girl and her lover in private.

  Most important.

  There's also the fear of being caught in the act. It's too damn dangerous. At any moment, his old man could burst in and catch them red-handed.

  Right next to his old man's wall. Messing around with the old man's woman. This kind of stimulation is unprecedented. Beyond worldly imagination. In short, it's perverted to the extreme. The intense stimulating effect has reached its peak...

  The official was stunned again for a moment.

  Sit there stupidly.

  It's all about being infatuated with love affairs.

  I've said it before.

  She is a good thing.

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