Chapter 397 The Princess who refused to marry 66
If the gods are angry, only blood can calm them down.
Even if there were more people than the guards, the guards would not dare to make a mistake. The guards around the eleventh princess are carefully selected and can only be appointed after winning the competition. Even if they were ordinary guards, four of them would be no match for one of them, let alone a family guard.
Everyone just listened and watched.
It is one thing to order a punishment, but another to watch it take place.
Scarface's voice was loud at first, then became hoarse and hoarse, and he almost fainted from the last three or four whips. The sound of the whip hitting the flesh and the screams made people's hair stand on end and their hearts trembled with fear.
When the whip sound stopped, a guard came over, knelt down to salute, and replied: "Your Highness, the twenty whips have been completed."
There was no sound inside the mosquito net. The more silent it was, the more frightening it was. Maybe the princess was still angry and there would be a more severe punishment.
After waiting for a long time, just when everyone thought that Princess Eleven was asleep, Princess Eleven finally spoke.
The voice was calm and majestic. At this time, no one dared to think that the ten-year-old Eleven Princess was easy to fool: "Go back and tell the high priest that today is just a small punishment but a big warning. If you dare to be disrespectful to me again, you will be executed directly."
"Yes, yes..." Dulongyan stuttered, with cold sweat covering his head and face.
Akhenaten kicked him over and knocked over the one-dragon eye: "Go away!" It was so shameless, and he lost all his face.
Dulongyan crawled back to his men and saw the scarred face tied to the tree trunk with blood and flesh on his back. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't put him down yet."
The guard who carried out the whipping changed a basin of water and washed the whip in it. Under the firelight, the blood on the whip soon stained the basin.
Scarface, who was beaten half to death, was untied and put down. Two of his men put their hands on the shoulders and dragged him out. Scarface let out slight grunts from time to time.
Du Longyan didn't dare to say anything, not to mention such grand words as "I'll come back", he didn't even have the courage to look back and glare. It was unlucky today to meet the princess. If she was a concubine, or even a noble, she wouldn't have many guards, and the high priest wouldn't try her best to cooperate after hearing the news.
Kahamon Vasset knelt there, filled with gratitude. In fact, he didn't know what the eleventh princess was thinking, otherwise he would be shocked.
Xining squinted his eyes and looked at the adult Kahamon Vasset. He looked pretty good, certainly not as good as Akhenaten in the future, but he was still a talented person. Did he take advantage of this opportunity to do it without anyone noticing?
As long as he does it, there won't be this trouble. Even if the body is found, the matter can still be blamed on his brother who is trying to seize his position.
After watching the fun, Duya walked into the big tent, lowered the curtain of the big tent, went inside and started to pack up the messed up boxes, and talked about the things outside with a smile: "Those guys ran away in despair..."
"Duya!" Xining interrupted Duya's eloquence: "Go and ask Akhenaten to come over and ask him to bring trauma medicine. Be careful not to let anyone hear or see you."
Duya was stunned for a moment, then heard Princess Eleven say: "Just tell me if the barbecue just now is ready."
Du Ya understood immediately, looked inside the mosquito net, and immediately left the big tent.
After giving the instructions, Xining said to Cahamon Wasset: "Go and sit outside the mosquito net."
Kahamon Vasset hurriedly crawled out and knelt down obediently on the floor where Duya would sleep at night.
"Don't be so formal." Xining said with a smile on his lips. This is the future high priest, please take advantage of now to please him.
Mo Ming: "I knew you would be like this, so it wasn't a good idea to get rid of it."
Xining: "This is also a life. I will do well to be a high priest in the future."
Mo Ming: "Is it considered good to be strong?"
Xining: "Men always make mistakes."
Mo Ming...
Xi Ning rolled his eyes: "This mistake is not worthy of death. It's just that the owner of the body is too weak, so he took advantage of it. Put a piece of meat in front of the wolf, and if the wolf doesn't eat it, I lose." Mo Ming: "Just you. Keep being lazy!”
According to Mo Ming's standards, if a few people are not killed in a mission, it is considered lazy.
Xi Ning chuckled: "At least I got a whip today. It's a snack. I hope the great system Mo Ming will accept it."
Mo Ming: "Huh, what kind of snacks are there, even toothpick meat doesn't count."
Xining: "You also know about toothpick meat! Hey, I just want to ask, why do I also know about toothpick meat... Hey, hey..."
Okay, I ignored it again. She is always forced to fight alone. Who is lazy?
As soon as Akhenaten heard the news, he immediately wrapped the medicine gauze in a blanket. While wrapping it, he looked around to make sure no one was paying attention.
Just now, after being whipped and feeling proud, the guards were happily eating barbecue around the campfire.
And Duya was letting a guard cut the barbecue on the campfire rack.
One of the guards couldn't help but joke: "Duya, can Princess Suritaramon eat so much? I have enough of your piece."
Du Ya rolled her eyes: "As far as you are concerned, Her Royal Highness the Princess will naturally choose what to eat."
The royal family is picky and chooses what to eat. Of course, the more meat, the better.
While Duya was quarreling with the guards, Akhenaten went to the big tent. He said to the guard guarding the door: "No one is allowed in except Duya."
"Yes!" After the guards standing guard at the door said, they watched Akhenaten walk in.
In addition to Duya, one should be added, Akhenaten can also be used. Fortunately, Princess Eleven is still young and there is no need to be afraid of the difference between men and women.
As soon as he entered the tent, Akhenaten saw a man sitting on the carpet. He is tall and looks about seventeen or eighteen years old. This guy should have been in the big tent just now. Where is he hiding?
Akhenaten looked at the blanket covered by the eleventh princess and slowly became a little angry.
"He's injured, help him bandage it." Xining asked in a low voice.
"Thank you, Your Highness, Princess." Kahamon Vasset thanked him. He seemed to be well-educated, which made Akhenaten even more angry.
There were stick wounds and knife wounds on his body. Fortunately, they were mostly flesh and blood and no bones were injured.
After applying the powder, bandage the wound. Akhenaten thought that the only place he could hide from was beside the Eleventh Princess, so he kept turning sour and couldn't help but use a little more force.
"Hiss~" Kahamon Vasset couldn't help but gasped.
Akhenaten couldn't help but sneered: "Humph, just scream if it hurts."
Cahamon Vasset... I didn't get a good shout out.
Duya came in with a plate and saw that there was one more person in the tent.
Xining gestured: "Give him the plate."
Duya placed the plate in front of Cahamon Vasset, walked to the mosquito net, and tucked the edge of the mosquito net. It's night, and Princess Eleven cannot let anyone see her sleeping form.
This guy is tall and big. Where was he hiding just now? The entire tent was turned over, and the bed was nowhere to be found. Could it be said? Ah...
Duya didn't dare to think about it anymore. Since the Eleventh Princess didn't talk about it, she had to keep this matter to herself. But I still couldn't help but ask: "Who is he?"
(End of chapter)