EBE Chapter 392 Too Clever for One's Own Good
Chapter 392 Too Clever for One's Own Good
Whether it's hasty or not, things have come to this point and it seems they're about to be punished. Neither Yinzhuo nor the Fourteenth Prince are fools. Although it's a done deal that their mother is going to punish them, they obviously won't just stand there obediently waiting to be whipped.
"Mother, why aren't you following the proper procedures? Even when the Ministry of Justice interrogates a prisoner, they give the prisoner a chance to defend themselves first. Is it appropriate for you to just slap them like this?"
Consort De turned a deaf ear to Yinzhuo's obvious attempt to stall for time. While instructing the palace servants beside her to close the courtyard gate, she urged Qiuju to hurry up. Her meaning was clear: unless a celestial being appeared today, the two of you were destined to be beaten.
At this point, Yinzhuo and the Fourteenth Prince understood the situation. Since a beating was inevitable, the two of them stopped struggling and took advantage of the time before Qiuju brought the feather duster to stretch their bodies.
"Fourteenth, do you remember what you said at noon? Sixth brother's little body can't take a beating. When Mother comes over later, you'd better make sure Sixth brother shields her..."
Consort De was seething with anger. Seeing the two of them still whispering and not reflecting on their actions, she couldn't stand it. Just then, Qiuju brought a feather duster from the house. Consort De immediately took it and held it in her hand, then said to the two people standing not far from her.
"What's going on? Have you two decided which one of you will come and get hit first?"
Good heavens, Yinzhuo originally thought today was a team competition, but after planning for a long time, he realized that it was an individual competition from beginning to end. Moreover, they didn't intend to have a tortoise and hare race with them. See that bench in the courtyard? That was obviously prepared for him.
"It's all been discussed... everything's been discussed, Mother. Fourteenth just said that today's incident was all his responsibility, and he's willing to be punished. Do you think we should start with him?"
Although he had already prepared himself to take the blame, Fourteen was still somewhat unwilling to be pushed out by his sixth brother to shield him from harm. Why, you ask? Well, didn't you see his mother was gathering her strength? If she were to get through to him now, she would be torn to shreds in no time.
"Sixth Brother, although everyone says it's better to die for your friend than for yourself, there's also the saying that an elder brother is like a father, isn't there? Sixth Brother, Mother is in a bad mood right now. If I go over there, she'll beat me to death. Aren't you usually the one who gets easily charmed? Why don't you go over and coax her first?"
In the past, it was impossible for Yinzhuo to go over there. Not only did he not want to go over, but he also took a big step back very quickly.
"Fourteenth, are you scared stiff by your mother's attitude? Your eldest brother is our eldest brother, or at the very least, our fourth brother. I am at most the second brother, the least of the second. Alright, stop dawdling. Can't you see that your mother is still waiting?"
The two of them kept whispering to each other in front of Consort De, which Consort De, who was full of anger, saw as a challenge to her. So, she simply stopped giving them a chance to choose and started to appoint a lucky contestant.
"Alright, you two stop pushing each other around. Neither of you can escape this beating today. Yinzhuo, it's you. Come over here and lie down."
Well, this really proves the saying: those who are too clever for their own good end up with nothing. When Yinzhuo was called out, the Fourteenth Prince's previously bitter and resentful expression immediately relaxed a lot. It's good to deal with the Sixth Brother first. Once Mother has used up her strength, it will be easier when it's his turn...
As the lucky one handpicked by his mother, could Yinzhuo run away now? Judging from the tightly closed courtyard gate, his idea was obviously unrealistic. Since he couldn't run away, Yinzhuo resigned himself to his fate. He quickly walked to the long bench in the courtyard, lay down on it, lifted his robe, and said to Consort De with righteous indignation.
“Come on, Mother, hit me as you please. A real man won’t utter a sound today.”
So you're not going to utter a sound, huh? Fine, then I'll see just how stubborn you can be today. Since Yinzhuo has said so, Consort De clearly didn't want to be polite with him. She walked a few steps to the bench, raised the feather duster in her hand, and smacked Yinzhuo's buttocks.
"Um~"
With his delicate skin, Yinzhuo couldn't withstand the blows of the feather duster. After just a few blows, he felt that he might as well give up being a man. But as the saying goes, what's said is said, and a promise is a promise. He couldn't just back down so easily.
It is common knowledge that hitting a child can make them lose their temper. If you cry and scream, you might only get a few slaps and that's it. But if you grit your teeth and stubbornly endure it, then you're going to get a good beating today. The consequence of Yinzhuo's actions was that Consort De got carried away with the beating. At first, she only hit his bottom, but as she hit him, she got angrier and angrier. No matter where he hit, she just kept hitting him.
"Ouch... alright, alright, it seems I wasn't born to be a hero. Mother, let's make a deal. You've already whipped me for a while, how about we stop and rest before continuing..."
While begging his mother for mercy, Yinzhu struggled to look towards the courtyard gate. No, although Qingxi Study was a bit far from Chunfeng Hall, it had been so long, why hadn't his father arrived yet...?
Consort De was indeed a little tired after whipping Yinzhuo for a while. Hearing Yinzhuo beg for mercy, she simply threw down the feather duster she was carrying and walked to a small table brought by a palace servant. She sat down, picked up the teapot on the table, poured herself a cup of tea, and took a break.
Yinzhuo lay on the bench groaning for a long time, but his mother didn't say anything to send someone to help him up. What was there to understand? It turned out that there was a second half after this intermission.
"Mother, you're so cruel today! Your son has been whipped like this. You don't even care about your son, and you're already thinking about a second round? Father, when are you coming? If you don't come soon, your precious son will be whipped to death by his mother."
"You're about to be whipped to death, aren't you? Fine, then I'll whip you again before His Majesty arrives." With this shout from Yinzhuo, Consort De stopped resting, pointed to the feather duster on the ground, and gestured for the little eunuch beside her to pick it up for her. She then got up, picked up the feather duster, and walked towards the bench.
Again? The reason why Yinzhuo was lying there obediently taking the beating just now was probably because he had lost his mind. Now that the pain in his body was constantly reminding him how stupid his behavior was, seeing that his mother was planning to have a second round, he naturally couldn't just lie there and take the beating.