
Still not refocused, Ivonne's neck was already strangled by her hard fingers, Ivonne's eyes widened, looking at the raging face of King Ronald, her oxygen forcibly removed from her lungs, and her eyes widened, his eyes darkened, almost fainted.
“He is just a child who is not until 10 years old,” his voice is bluffing beside Ivonne's ear, “You turned out to be acting so cruel. Guards, take the Empress then at 30 with a cane!”
Ivonne could not sleep for several days, her physical strength was almost nonexistent. After being slapped, he was already too weak to stand up straight, the hand that was strangling him came off, his body limply fell on the floor, getting his oxygen back, he regained his breath. But his body was suddenly dragged forcibly out.
In a daze, Ivonne only saw the cold face of King Ronald, there was also a sense of disgust in the view of his matan, the touch of that luxurious brocade robe …
Ivonne was immediately dragged down the stone steps, her head bumped against the hard and sharp stone steps. There was a stinging sensation of pain, both of his eyes darkened, he finally fainted.
He didn't faint for too long, the pain radiated from his body, it was a pain he had never experienced before, a plank hit his waist and thighs, each punch was a bone-piercing pain, he felt that his waist and legs might already be broken.
There was a smell of blood in his mouth, he bit his aunt, bit his tongue, but this all could not make him faint again.
The pain made him feel.
After the 30 strokes were done, he felt he passed through it for so long.
Ivonne, he who was a genius in the 22nd century, the people who respected him could even queue so long, every time he attended an event, he would become the main focus.
How many patients are waiting patiently and waiting for him to develop life-saving drugs.
However, here, he only wanted to save a young boy just so difficult, so difficult that he had to pay with his life.
He was dragged back, no one cared about his dead life, it was best that he died.
Ivonne was thrown onto the marble floor of the Serenity Pavilion, with her medicine box thrown tightly and hit on her back.
He could not turn around, he could think that his back was already bleeding, he tried to reach out and take the medicine box, open it, take the pill then swallow it, then inject himself, he tried to take it, I wish he could get through this.
Slowly, he fainted.
In Aunt Linda's courtyard, King Ronald had already ordered people to beat Ivonne but the rest of her anger was still not gone, she uttered a few words of comfort to Aunt Linda, then she left.
Yanto chased after her, “Your Majesty, regarding the Empress, would you like to ask the Physician to check it out?”
There is fog in Ronald's eyes, “No need. if dead just report it due to violence!”
“The Queen's family side there ... How to explain it?” Ask Yanto.
Yanto understood, “Good!”
Ronald walked away with a big step.
Yanto returns to Aunt Linda's house, ordering Letty to take the medicine for Denis.
Entering the house, Denis was actually asleep.
Aunt Linda tearfully cleansed the cotton with purulent blood, cried and said: “Good if she can sleep, she cannot sleep in pain.”
Yanto glanced at Denis's eyes, glued for a moment, “It looks like it's not so swollen.”
Aunt Linda hurriedly looked up, actually seeing that the puffiness in her eyes had disappeared partially, and again her pus was already out of sight.
Yanto looked at the item Aunt Linda had cleaned up, picked up the needle and looked at it, “What is this thing?”
“No idea, that woman left it here.” Said Aunt Linda.
Out of hatred, he only mentioned Ivonne with the woman.
Yanto has never seen such an object, “It is impossible to be poisoned again right?”
“What Physician has gone?” Aunt Linda asked worriedly.
“Having gone, she left a recipe.” Yanto looked at Denis, “Let's just relax, I just guessed, it doesn't seem to be poisoned.”
Aunt Linda looked up her already red and swollen eyes, a little relieved, then said to Yanto: “Old boy wants to take care of my grandson, can you allow a slave to ..”
“No need to say it, you accompany Denis only.” Yanto.
“Thank you Mister!”
Yanto sighed slowly,
“Tabib said, maybe tonight, you accompany well.”
Aunt Linda's tears are back.