Chapter 2765 Beating

The child's heart felt cold and he couldn't help but look up at Mingxuan in front of him.

Is my aunt, who always smiles gently, so cruel and ruthless?

The child shook his head and refused to answer Mingcheng's words.

At this time, Yan'er called her over there: "Second sister, come here -"

"Here we come!" The child hurriedly ran over.

Mingcheng stood there, looking at her back, his eyes dark.

Mingxuan looked back at him and said, "Cheng'er, come inside, I have something to say to you."

Mingcheng followed.

Mingxuan closed the door and said coldly: "Kneel down."

Mingcheng hesitated and slowly knelt down.

No reason was asked.

Growing up, he knelt too many times and didn't bother to ask why, because his mother would definitely tell him.

But this time Mingxuan did not explain the reason first, but raised her hand and slapped her son.

Mingcheng didn't move.

Mingxuan said coldly: "Just now you took the second princess out of the banquet and went to your room. What did you want to do?"

"Look at the weapons."

"Weapons?" Mingxuan's face darkened, "I've raised you for more than ten years, how come I didn't know you still like these things? The second princess is well known for being martial."

"What does mother mean by this?"

"The boy next to you said that you have obtained these weapons in the past six months." Mingxuan's voice was stern, "Cheng'er, what are you going to do, do you really think I don't know? You look at the innocence of the second princess, you know She likes these things and deliberately approached her to find out something from her mouth?"

Mingcheng lowered his eyes and said in a calm voice: "In my mother's eyes, I inherited King Lu's despicable character, so no matter what I do, it is wrong and there is a conspiracy, right?"

Mingxuan looked shocked: "You..."

"Isn't it strange, mother? How do I know that King Lu is my biological father? I am twelve years old, not a three or four-year-old child. In such a big Kyoto, I can know everything I want to know by just asking around! It’s ridiculous that you think you can hide it from me for the rest of your life?”

Mingxuan raised her hand and slapped her again, her voice trembling: "I really regret that I shouldn't have given birth to you in the first place. Yes, your father is King Lu. He was bad and stupid, and he deserved to die! If I hadn't been merciful, I wouldn't have given birth to you. I’ll keep you here!”

There was a hint of sarcasm in Mingcheng's voice: "Mother can kill me now, it's not too late. Didn't you poison your father with your own hands back then?"

Mingxuan's expression suddenly turned pale.

She picked up a whip next to her and swung it hard at her son's back.

Snapped!

Mingcheng was beaten so hard that he fell to the ground.

Although it was winter and she was wearing a thick cotton-padded coat, Mingxuan was already good at martial arts, and the cowhide whip immediately made a crack in her cotton-padded coat.

"You bastard, you are a bastard just like your father!"

Mingxuan scolded fiercely, cracking the whip while scolding.

The cotton-padded clothes on Mingcheng's body were quickly torn, and the cotton wool flew out.

Mingxuan had no intention of stopping, one strike after another.

Mingcheng was whipped so hard that he rolled on the ground, holding his head, gritting his teeth and remaining silent.

The maid waiting outside heard that something was wrong and did not dare to stop her. She quickly turned around to find Ming Xiuwen, Tian and the others.

Ming Xiuwen was in the front yard, while Tian and his daughters-in-law led the children to play in the backyard.

The maid rushed to Mrs. Tian, ​​knelt on the ground, and said tremblingly: "Madam, Madam, please save Brother Cheng!"

Everyone looked over.

Tian was sitting on the imperial concubine's couch, pulling Qian'er and smiling. He was startled when he heard this and asked quickly: "What's wrong?"