Chapter 130

"That's all. Let's talk about it later."

"Good." Jiang Xiyu whispered back and stepped back.

That night, Jiang Shi didn't come back, and there have been rumors in Kyoto for a long time.

When Jiang Shi came back to Jiang's home and stepped into the hall, he saw old lady Jiang sitting in the hall.

There was no one around her, only herself.

Old lady Jiang holds the crutch that has been with her for decades, and a stack of paper with a lot of small regular script on it.

There is also a small finger thick whip, with a cold luster.

Old lady Jiang's eyes burst out a touch of light, but her hand holding the crutch was shaking.

"Grandma." Jiang Shi called in a low voice.

"Kneel down!"

Old lady Jiang looked up at him. Her words sounded like thunder in his ears.

Jiang Shi knelt down and looked up at old lady Jiang.

"I ask you, where did you go yesterday?" Old lady Jiang had a trace of sadness and indignation on her face and a trembling voice.

Jiang Shi noticed that there was something wrong with old lady Jiang. He looked up at old lady Jiang's eyes, which were filled with disappointment.

"I went to liuwangye's house." In this kind of eyes, Jiang Shi's heart with a trace of pain, can't tell lies.

He can only tell the truth.

"Good!" The crutch in old lady Jiang's hand made a dull sound.

"I'll ask you again, is that true?" The tone was interrogative and a little distressed.

Old lady Jiang threw the paper she had in her hand, and one after another, she fell on Jiang Shi's side.

When Jiang Shi picked up the paper on the ground, he saw a line of words on it, which said that he was a broken sleeve. He and the sixth Prince secretly made music, which was against human relations.

Jiang Shi raised his eyes, pursed the corners of his mouth, "it's true."

"You Old lady Jiang was full of anger and a trace of great grief at this moment.

She grabbed the whip in her hand and drew it towards Jiang Shi. The sound of dull beating rang out.

Jiang Shi closed his eyes and bit his lips with a trace of white.

He straightened his back and was still whipped by old lady Jiang.

The whip fell on the body, even though it was across the clothes, it also made bloodstains. A cold sweat appeared on Jiang Shi's forehead, and his clothes were soon soaked with blood.

"Are you wrong?" Old lady Jiang's voice is a bit desperate. She is sorry for the ancestors of the Jiang family!

"I don't know what's wrong." Jiang Shi opened his eyes, dark as a deep pool, with a trace of obstinacy.

"You shouldn't like a man!" Old lady Jiang said harshly, and the whip in her hand kept falling.

"Are you wrong?"

"I'm right!"

"Pa! Pop! Bang

"I'll ask you again, are you wrong?"

"I'm not wrong, I just like a person!"

Jiang Shi's unrepentant attitude made old lady Jiang's hand more fierce. After a while, he was covered with scars.

"I'm not wrong..."

Jiang Shi's face was pale, and the cold sweat from his forehead dripped into his eyes with a burning pain.

All over the body hot pain, blood constantly exudation, let Jiang Shi have some hair dizzy.

"Grandma, I'm really not wrong..."

Jiang Shi bited the tip of his tongue, let himself have a trace of soberness, murmured out this sentence.

Although very light, but still spread to the ears of old lady Jiang, her hand meal, face has been full of tears.

"Bang." Jiang Shi fell to the ground and fainted.