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Chapter 160: Drag them down!
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... one laid out on long wooden benches with their buttocks raised high in the air. The sharp, rhythmic sound of flat wooden sticks striking flesh reverberated through the air, accompanied by the anguished pleas of the punished women.
"Please forgive us, Imperial Royal Consort!" Celine wailed, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her voice trembled, fragile and broken, as her frail body trembled with every stroke. "I realize my crime... please, have mercy..."
Her voice faded, her consci ...
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