Chu Qianli abruptly opened her eyes.
She clearly smelled the scent of flesh being scorched.
Yet, she didn't feel the pain!
Though her body was already lashed to the point of being covered with holes, lashed until every part was in severe pain.
The internal injuries were also quite severe, severe enough that even her bones and muscles were transmitting pain.
But there was no burning pain!
As she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the handsome and breathtaking face of a man.
At this moment, one could visibly see a thin layer of sweat forming on that face.
"Yexuan..."
Feng Yexuan waved his hand, and with a smack, the branding iron was thrown into some corner, still emitting white smoke.
Feng Xianyu was caught off guard and was pushed away by his palm, crashing against the wall with a bang and then falling to the ground.
The Emperor was stunned.
Eunuch Qing was shocked.
Sweat covered Feng Yexuan's face.
From a thin sweat to large beads of sweat.
