She doesn't know why, but they all hated Young-young. The hatred was the most intense that Young-young had ever received. The madam, who hated her mother and used to beat her, hated her, but did not loathe her this much. But sometimes these people hated Young-young. That hatred burned like it would burn the whole world.

The Empress staggered and ran.

"Your Majesty? Empress, why are you acting like this? Your Majesty, please calm down."

Court Lady Yoon desperately tried to stop the Empress, but to no avail. The Empress staggered, but did not stop her speed. She then took the whip from the waist of a eunuch as he stood in front of the bedroom door, and swung it wildly at Young-young.

Young-young embraced her face and head the moment she saw the whip flying towards her. While curling her body, she bit her teeth. It hurts, it hurts. The whip ripped Young-young's clothes in an instant. The pretty clothes that Sa Heon-young picked out became rags in an instant.

It hurt terribly just with a few hits. Her eyes turned dark. She couldn't breathe properly. If it doesn't stop, she'll die. Young-young blinked desperately. Her vision did not return. Slash. Slash. The lashes continued to fall on her back, sides, shoulders, and the same place.

Tears were dripping down. It was sad. She's been through this often, so she should be okay with it, but it hurts today. It was difficult to bear. Her heart was torn apart. it hurts, it hurts. What hurts the most is that the person who left her here was Sa Heon-yeong.

No, she shouldn't be resentful.

He didn't know this.

She has to breathe, breathe, just get hit, after this time, she'll be fine. Then, she will be able to meet Lord Heon-yeong again. Then it's over. It will be something that never happened.

Young-young was beaten by the pouring lashes and panted for breath.

Save me, someone please save me.

It hurts so much, please someone save me.

She couldn't call Sa Heon-yeong. Because he left her here. But she had no one to call other than him, so Young-young endured the pain with her teeth clenched. But the pain continued to intensify, and her head gradually went blank. It was rather fortunate, Young-young thought.

The reason the maddening whipping ended was because the Empress had run out of stamina. She gasped and looked down at the body in front of her. The clothes were torn to shreds, and the bloody body was trembling. It was unknown if she was unconscious or awake.

"Sprinkle some water to wake her up. And let her repent her sins outside."

Court Lady Yoon widened her eyes. She hurriedly fell to her knees.

"Your Majesty, please pardon this humble thing. It was frosty at dawn today, and the temperature is low now, and Queen Mun, who is weak in her body, has been punished so much."

Slap, another sound rang out. The Empress's hurtful hand slapped Court Lady Yoon's cheek.

"Does it look like I want to hear your advice now?"

The Empress growled.

"I, I have sinned."

"Kneel down for about an hour and then bring her back in. When she comes to her senses, she will be able to sing properly."

The Empress ordered and threw the whip at Queen Mun's body. The court ladies did not know what to do and bowed their heads. Their master's order is absolute. But what was King Mun's nickname? They didn't want to go against the heart of the person called the Demon King.

The Empress quickly turned her body and went into her bedroom. Court Lady Yoon cautiously followed after her. As the Empress sat on her bed and nervously squeezed her temple, Court Lady Yoon took her hand, lowered it carefully, and said, "I'll do it, Your Majesty." Then the Empress slowly lost strength.

"What about your cheeks?"

The Empress asked bluntly.

"This lowly thing is guilty of death."

"......."

"...... Did you not achieve your wish?"

As Court Lady Yoon hesitated and asked, the Empress bit her lip. Her face was terrifying.