Hit Me, It Feels So Good

Alexander Hayes looked at Sean Hayes and Mrs. Penny. Both of them were full of hope, nervously waiting for Alexander's decision.

After a moment, Alexander Hayes said, "Since I've already promised my Princess Consort, I'll leave these two to her care."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Lily Evans said joyfully.

Mrs. Penny and Sean Hayes finally relaxed—their lives were saved!

"Thank you, Your Highness! Thank you, Princess Consort!" The two supported each other and sincerely bowed to Lily Evans and Alexander Hayes.

Alexander Hayes flicked his sleeve and said, "You don't need to thank me. If you want to thank someone, thank the Princess Consort for saving your lives."

"Yes, thank you, Princess Consort. We will never forget your great kindness. From now on, we will do our utmost to assist you!" Mrs. Penny and Sean Hayes said.

"Alright, Mrs. Penny, lie down quickly. Your body is weak, and it wasn't easy to keep the child safe. You must be careful," Lily Evans said with a smile.

Mrs. Penny's eyes welled up with grateful tears as Sean Hayes helped her lie down to rest.

Afterward, Sean Hayes followed Alexander Hayes and Lily Evans out of the room. Alexander's face was dark: "You may be spared from death, but not from punishment. Sean Hayes, don't think that just because the Princess Consort pleaded for you, you're off the hook. Go and receive fifty lashes."

Everyone squatted on the rooftops, gossiping as they watched Commander Hayes lying in the courtyard, ready for his punishment.

As Sean Hayes was being beaten, he shouted happily, "Ouch, that's only twenty! Keep going, fifty lashes, not a single one less! Hahaha, this feels great! I'm so happy today! Hahaha, truly delightful!"

Everyone's jaws dropped in shock. What was going on? Commander Hayes's special hobby was just too much for ordinary folks to handle—his tastes were way too extreme.

Sean Hayes was thoroughly pleased to receive all fifty lashes. Despite his excitement, fifty lashes were still fifty lashes. When it was over, he was feverish and groggy, and soon fell asleep on the bench.

Everyone looked at each other, wondering what to do next.

Then, inspiration struck. They quietly carried the bench, with the feverish, sleeping Commander Hayes sprawled on it—his backside exposed and thoroughly whipped—and in the middle of the night, they snuck him into Simon Yu’s bed...

Sean Hayes dashed off like the wind to receive his punishment. The officer in charge of discipline was stunned—did he hear that right? Why would the Commander come to willingly take fifty lashes?

The officer in charge of discipline looked at Sean Hayes, who seemed so impatient, and thought, "Is this guy possessed? Who would be so eager to get beaten?"

Seeing the officer hesitate, Sean Hayes grabbed a long bench, set it in the courtyard, laid himself across it, and urged, "Quick, get someone to come hit me!"

The officer in charge of discipline was so nervous his legs trembled. As he thought about how everyone had been gossiping about Sean Hayes and Simon Yu today—apparently the two had played so wildly that their clothes were torn—he wondered if Sean Hayes found tearing clothes too tame and now wanted lashes on his backside for extra excitement.

Just thinking about it made the officer shiver. What a peculiar hobby! He’d never heard of anything like it.

But Sean Hayes was the Commander—if he said he wanted to be beaten, no one dared refuse. The officer quickly gathered a few men and handed them the military rods.

Outside, the Hayes Family Shadow Guards heard that Commander Hayes was in high spirits today and had come to get his backside whipped. Curious, they all gathered to watch the spectacle.

Everyone squatted on the rooftops, gossiping as they watched Commander Hayes lying in the courtyard, ready for his punishment.

As Sean Hayes was being beaten, he shouted happily, "Ouch, that's only twenty! Keep going, fifty lashes, not a single one less! Hahaha, this feels great! I'm so happy today! Hahaha, truly delightful!"

Everyone's jaws dropped in shock. What was going on? Commander Hayes's special hobby was just too much for ordinary folks to handle—his tastes were way too extreme.