The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

Looking at the beautiful face in front of him, Jia Jue sighed slightly.

The so-called man is not as good as the sky, that is the case.

He knew Zhao Qi's purpose very well, but he didn't expect to step in in the end.

Yes, it was Concubine Shu beside him.

"Sister Shu, we, why..." he asked.

Concubine Shu looked at him obsessively: "We all drank too much, and for some reason, we just..."

Jia Jue nodded, it was God's will, he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

"Looking at the fate between you and me, it was destined by heaven." He said softly.

"Hmm." Concubine Shu looked at him deeply, her eyes full of love. From now on, she was finally Jia Jue's person.

Jia Jue looked at Concubine Shu in front of him, but saw that her eyes were like silk, her face was like a peach, she looked extremely attractive, her heart moved, and said:

"Sister Shu, I have something to do, please answer me."

Concubine Shu nodded: "Don't worry, I will never let others know about this matter."

"Sister Shu, that's not what I'm talking about."

Concubine Shu's complexion turned pale when she heard the words: "Don't worry, I will never pester you in the future, just pretend nothing happens and it won't affect you in the slightest."

She thought that Jia Jue didn't want to admit it.

Jia Jue shook her head and laughed: "Sister Shu, where are you thinking, I am not such an irresponsible person."

"Then what do you mean?" Concubine Shu looked at him blankly.

Jia Jue hugged her and said with a light smile, "I was drunk just now, and I didn't remember anything, and I didn't feel anything. Before dawn, why don't we come again."

"Ah!" Concubine Shu let out a low cry, her whole face blushing, she buried her head in Jia Jue's arms, and murmured:
"I hope Jia Yun will take good care of her."

……

Beizhen Fusi, Imperial Prison.

"Tell Jia Jue that he will die a terrible death!" Zhao Yi, who was tied to the pillar, shouted at Ji Zhong, his eyes were full of anger.

At this time, he didn't know that he had fallen into Jia Jue's schemes from the early morning, and that he had ended up in such a field was all thanks to Jia Jue.

Ji Zhong looked at him and smiled coldly: "Prince Duan, you should worry about yourself, Master Jia has both blessings and fortune, but it's not your turn to worry about it."

"Both fortune and fortune?" Zhao Yi laughed out loud when he heard the words, "What a blessing and fortune, let him take advantage of these days to enjoy this fortune and fortune."

"What do you mean by that?" Ji Zhong looked at him suspiciously.

Zhao Yi snorted coldly, turned his head away, and ignored Ji Zhong.

Ji Zhong twisted his head, and asked in a cold voice: "Prince Duan, I'm a blunt official, I don't understand what you say, please tell me clearly."

"Bah!" Zhao Yi spat at Ji Zhong.

Ji Zhong wiped the saliva off his face, his eyes were full of sternness, he walked to the brazier beside him, and took out a red-hot soldering iron.

"Prince Duan is so proud, but he is a man. I just don't know whether it is the iron or the bones of the prince?"

Zhao Yi's face was full of disdain: "Zhao Qi didn't even dare to embarrass me. You are just Zhao Qi's dog. How dare you touch me?"

He is a prince, as long as it is not a serious crime of treason, he will not be charged with ordinary crimes, let alone tortured.

Ji Zhong sneered, and brought the soldering iron in front of Zhao Yi:

"Prince Duan, you are right. I am indeed His Majesty's dog. However, you probably don't know why His Majesty sent you to prison?"

Zhao Yi was taken aback: "What do you mean by that?"

"I'm just a dog on the left and right, but if I can kill you with this dog, wouldn't it be a safe profit?" Ji Zhong showed him a ferocious smile.

Zhao Yi was shocked, he understood that Zhao Qi was using Ji Zhong to kill him, and he only needed to punish Ji Zhong a little afterwards.

"You, what do you want to do!" He finally showed a frightened look.

呲!
As soon as the words fell, the red-hot iron was imprinted on his chest.

He howled terribly.

When did he, who has always been pampered, experience such torture, he burst into tears and pissed off.

When Ji Zhong took back the soldering iron, he had already passed out.

Ji Zhong waved his hand, and Jin Yiwei immediately stepped forward and poured a bucket of cold water on his head.

Zhao Yi woke up shivering, but the pain from his body made him cry again.

"I would like to ask Lord Duan to explain what I just said." Ji Zhong looked at him and sneered.

"Heh, heh..." Zhao Yi laughed miserably, "You all must die! All of you must die!"

"Look, Prince Duan is really a man." Ji Zhong gave him a cold look, and pulled out another soldering iron.

Seeing his actions, Zhao Yi's eyes were full of fear, and he roared:
"Ji Zhong, I am the prince! The prince!"

Ji Zhong nodded: "Yes, I know you are the prince, but my master is Your Majesty."

Zhao Yi stared at him, and shouted angrily:
"Ji Zhong, if you dare to touch me, I promise, you will be hacked into pieces like Jia Jue, and executed Ling Chi!"

Ji Zhong frowned: "You keep saying that you want to kill me, but where do you get your confidence from?"

"Hehehe, are you afraid?" Zhao Yi sneered.

Ji Zhong nodded: "That's right, I was scared, so if you don't tell the reason, don't blame me for using more ruthless methods to greet you."

As he spoke, he clapped his hands, and several guards in Jinyi brought a set of terrifying-looking, blood-stained instruments of torture.

Zhao Yi shuddered when he saw this, and he shouted at Ji Zhong: "Ji Zhong! If you let me go, don't make things difficult for me, I can save your life!"

"Thank you, my lord, for your kindness, but if you don't tell me, I'm afraid that my lord will be tortured to death before I die." Ji Zhong waved his hands at the Jin Yiwei.

Those people walked towards Zhao Yi with the instruments of torture.

"Wait!" Zhao Yi yelled quickly when he saw the ghosts of the dead.

"My lord, have you thought it through?" Ji Zhong asked.

Zhao Yi's expression changed for a while before he asked, "What time is it?"

"Yin time." Ji Zhong replied.

Zhao Yi pondered for a while, then murmured: "According to the time, they should be almost here."

"What do you mean? Who is coming?" Ji Zhong frowned deeply.

Zhao Yi glanced at him and said lightly, "Zhao Kai."

"Zhao Kai? Who is he?" Ji Zhongwei asked quickly after thinking about it.

"Son of Prince Qing Zhao Zheng." Zhao Yi gave an answer that was beyond Ji Zhong's expectations.

"Didn't Zhao Zheng be beheaded by the whole family?" Ji Zhong asked quickly.

Zhao Yi sneered: "Zhao Kai was secretly sent out when he was young. Zhao Zheng has been supporting him secretly all these years. At this moment, he has grown wings."

Ji Zhong was shocked, and just about to speak, he heard a huge roar not far away, and the whole ground shook slightly.

Then, the sound of shouting and killing erupted.