"Your Highness, please don't do it!" The minister knelt down in fear. The emperor was worried that Matthew would reject them, so he had already registered the four women as Matthew's concubines in advance.

"You like these four women, right?" Matthew said casually. "Then I'll give them to you."

"Your Highness, don't go too far!" One of the women was so offended that she took the bridal veil off her head. She was a spoiled girl at home. Her parents and brother had spoiled her every day of her life, but now she was being sent to someone like a doll. She didn't know how to swallow the insult.

Matthew narrowed his eyes. He always had a bad temper. He was kind and patient when he was facing Harper, but for anyone else, he had a cold and deadly temper.

"We are your concubines. It has been arranged by His Majesty. We are not pets that you can send to others as yo

th in public for the crime of offending royalty.

After thirty whips, the guards holding the woman loosened their grip, and she fell to the ground, limp as a rag doll and unable to move. Her wedding robe was broken into pieces, revealing her back, which was a mass of torn and bloody flesh. Some onlookers even vomited at the scene. The beautiful bride a moment ago was transformed into such a horrible wreck in an instant. It was really terrifying.

"Hurry up, take her away. Call a physician. No, call the imperial physician!" The minister hastened to order people to carry the woman away, fearing that she might die. Although she looked very weak and had difficulty breathing, he didn't dare to slacken.

The guards carried the woman away, and the blood splashing on the ground told people that just a moment ago, Matthew had torn a beautiful woman to a bloody mess.