Seeing this, the slaves knew that the matter was a foregone conclusion and began to prepare family rules.

"No, it can't be like this, it can't be like this..." Su Baixi no longer cared about her image. She bent her knees, knelt on the ground, lying on the ground with her hands, climbed to Su Buqing's feet, raised her head and begged,

"Father, do you really want to serve your mother for the family law of the third sister? In this way, from now on, what kind of majesty will your mother still have? Will you still believe her, father, think twice."

"Come on, take the young lady down." However, Su Buqing had already made up his mind and ordered someone to drag Su Baixi down coldly.

"No, father, I can't beat my mother, I can't beat her!" Su Baixi was pulled away by two guards. She turned around and shouted loudly. What she thought was that if her mother's majesty was gone, then she

As a daughter, how can she gain a foothold in the prime minister's house in the future? Su Yueming, a little bitch, must ride on her head and act arrogantly. No, she will never allow such a situation to happen!

"Tie!" Su Buqing gritted his teeth and said sternly.

Several guards came forward with ropes as thick as arms, trying to tie the eldest lady's hands behind her back.

"Who dares!" However, the eldest lady was the eldest lady after all, and her majesty and momentum were still there. She stood up, pulled out the hairpin on her head, stepped forward, and shouted angrily, "I, Song Yi, are the master of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion.

Madam, he is the eldest daughter of the Zuo Prime Minister's House. You wait until the lowly slave dares to tie me up. Who is you brave enough to do this! Who!"

The eldest lady shouted loudly, and several guards were frightened at once. They all stood there and did not dare to step forward.

"They dare not, I'll do it!"

Even Su Yueming did not expect that Su Buqing would suddenly say this.

After hearing this, the eldest lady fell to the ground with a slammed into the golden hairpin in her hand, "Master...you..."

Su Buqing took the rope from the slave's hand, picked up one of the eldest lady's hand, walked around her wrist three times, twisted it backwards, and tied it with the other hand.

The eldest lady was the daughter of the Left Prime Minister's House. She has been loved by many people since she was a child. She has never suffered such a crime. Her wrist was suddenly strangled by a thick rope, and a heart-wrenching pain came. She was in pain.

His face turned pale.

"Hang up!" There was almost no hesitation, Su Buqing threw the long rope tied to a slave, and asked the slave to tie the rope to the big tree where the original family law served Su Zicong.

So the eldest lady was hung in the air with her backhand.

At this moment, she had no manners, her hair was dissipated, she fell on her cheeks, and her luxurious clothes were wrinkled, looking so embarrassed.

"Whip!" Su Buqing hardened his heart and cold voice, and reached out his hand.

The servants hesitated for a moment.

But the old lady took the whip and put it into Su Buqing's hand, saying-

"The family rules of our prime minister's family have always been strict. Although the eldest lady is the mistress, she violates the family rules and deserves punishment."

The eldest lady looked at the whip in Su Buqing's hand. She shook her head desperately and murmured in her mouth, "No, no...can't do this, no, Master... you, you will regret it."

Su Buqing held the whip tightly, and the blue veins on his forehead were exposed. The hand holding the whip couldn't stop trembling. He suddenly closed his eyes suddenly, raised the whip in his hand and threw it out with great force.

"Ah!" Only a shrill scream sounded in the rich night prime minister's mansion, resounding throughout the world.

[There are still there tonight] Seeing this, the slaves knew that the matter was a foregone conclusion, so they began to prepare the family law.

"No, it can't be like this, it can't be like this..." Su Baixi no longer cared about her image. She bent her knees, knelt on the ground, lying on the ground with her hands, climbed to Su Buqing's feet, raised her head and begged,

"Father, do you really want to serve your mother for the family law of the third sister? In this way, from now on, what kind of majesty will your mother still have? Will you still believe her, father, think twice."

"Come on, take the young lady down." However, Su Buqing had already made up his mind and ordered someone to drag Su Baixi down coldly.

"No, father, I can't beat my mother, I can't beat her!" Su Baixi was pulled away by two guards. She turned around and shouted loudly. What she thought was that if her mother's majesty was gone, then she

As a daughter, how can she gain a foothold in the prime minister's house in the future? Su Yueming, a little bitch, must ride on her head and act arrogantly. No, she will never allow such a situation to happen!

"Tie!" Su Buqing gritted his teeth and said sternly.

Several guards came forward with ropes as thick as arms, trying to tie the eldest lady's hands behind her back.

"Who dares!" However, the eldest lady was the eldest lady after all, and her majesty and momentum were still there. She stood up, pulled out the hairpin on her head, stepped forward, and shouted angrily, "I, Song Yi, are the master of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion.

Madam, he is the eldest daughter of the Zuo Prime Minister's House. You wait until the lowly slave dares to tie me up. Who is you brave enough to do this! Who!"

The eldest lady shouted loudly, and several guards were frightened at once. They all stood there and did not dare to step forward.

"They dare not, I'll do it!"

Even Su Yueming did not expect that Su Buqing would suddenly say this.

After hearing this, the eldest lady fell to the ground with a slammed into the golden hairpin in her hand, "Master...you..."

Su Buqing took the rope from the slave's hand, picked up one of the eldest lady's hand, walked around her wrist three times, twisted it backwards, and tied it with the other hand.

The eldest lady was the daughter of the Left Prime Minister's House. She has been loved by many people since she was a child. She has never suffered such a crime. Her wrist was suddenly strangled by a thick rope, and a heart-wrenching pain came. She was in pain.

His face turned pale.

"Hang up!" There was almost no hesitation, Su Buqing threw the long rope tied to a slave, and asked the slave to tie the rope to the big tree where the original family law served Su Zicong.

So the eldest lady was hung in the air with her backhand.

At this moment, she had no manners, her hair was dissipated, she fell on her cheeks, and her luxurious clothes were wrinkled, looking so embarrassed.

"Whip!" Su Buqing hardened his heart and cold voice, and reached out his hand.

The servants hesitated for a moment.

But the old lady took the whip and put it into Su Buqing's hand, saying-

"The family rules of our prime minister's family have always been strict. Although the eldest lady is the mistress, she violates the family rules and deserves punishment."

The eldest lady looked at the whip in Su Buqing's hand. She shook her head desperately and murmured in her mouth, "No, no...can't do this, no, Master... you, you will regret it."

Su Buqing held the whip tightly, and the blue veins on his forehead were exposed. The hand holding the whip couldn't stop trembling. He suddenly closed his eyes suddenly, raised the whip in his hand and threw it out with great force.

"Ah!" Only a shrill scream sounded in the rich night prime minister's mansion, resounding throughout the world.

【There are still tonight】

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