Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 722: Punishing Her in Another Way_1

Chapter 722: Chapter 722: Punishing Her in Another Way_1

Upon hearing this, Nan Feng immediately became anxious. "Your Majesty, blame my ignorance, not old Xing. Punish me if someone has to be punished!"

However, the Emperor didn’t respond to Nan Feng, but stared at those below who seemed dazed. "Are you not going to act? Do you take my words lightly?"

In a moment, some went to fetch the bench while others went for the stick. It wasn’t unusual for someone from Siyuan to be caned for making mistakes so all these materials were readily available.

Old Xing was soon pinned on the bench, and just as the beating was about to commence, Nan Feng grew increasingly anxious. Old Xing was now seventy years old. He wouldn’t withstand ten strokes, even five would be too much.

God forbid he loses his life after being beaten, then wouldn’t it mean Nan Feng was the culprit?

If the Emperor decided to punish her instead, she wouldn’t be afraid. She could endure a few strokes without dying. It might even jolt her numb heart, allowing her to rest with a clear conscience afterwards.

But...

Nan Feng glanced at old Xing who was about to be caned and then looked at the Emperor, who was still standing there, expressionless and silent.

"Your Majesty, could you be lenient?" Nan Feng softened her tone as she asked.

The eunuch with the stick was also waiting for the Emperor to call for a halt, knowing that old Xing was advanced in years and not as sturdy.

Old Xing, however, didn’t even plead for mercy. Despite staying in the palace for quite a while and experiencing such scenarios often, he kept his stance. The fate of a eunuch was cheap. If the Emperor wanted him dead, where could he escape?

Nan Feng felt even more guilty at Old Xing’s refusal to beg for mercy.

Seeing that the Emperor did not respond, the eunuch gritted his teeth, and commenced the beating — one stroke, two strokes...

Unable to bear it any longer, Nan Feng quickly rushed to the front and successfully snatched the stick away and tossed it aside.

Everyone in Siyuan was astounded. Who’d have thought that Nan Feng, usually so lackadaisical, would boldly step forward to save Old Xing. Everyone was shocked by her audacity.

This was regarded as a transgression on her part.

After tossing the stick aside, Nan Feng braced herself and knelt before the Emperor. "Your Majesty, I beg you to spare him. I promise to work diligently and learn earnestly. I won’t shirk my responsibilities any longer!"

Nan Feng had to admit, the Emperor’s tactic was fierce, forcing her to submit.

The Emperor gazed at Nan Feng, his eyebrows furrowed together. "Is this your earnest plea?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, it is my earnest plea. I will keep my word, striving not to harm others, and stop letting others bear my mistakes!" Looking at the Emperor, Nan Feng spoke with conviction, demonstrating her determination.

The Emperor took another look at Nan Feng.

Although she was kneeling, there was no subservience in her stature. Her eyes were serene and clear, but revealed a hint of defiance.

Without another word or asking Nan Feng to rise, he turned around and left.

Upon seeing this, steward Wan hurriedly followed him from behind.

Seeing the Emperor leave, Nan Feng quickly got up to check on old Xing. Old Xing had only received two strokes, but he was already frail and on the verge of fainting. She promptly called out to those around her. "Quick, hurry and help him back to his room. Do we have any medicated liquor? Give him some! Little Jinzi, Little Fuzi, you two stay with Old Xing today. If anything happens, rush to inform me."

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