The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Dali Si Qing watched Mo Chen struggling and cursing crazily, seeing him twisting in pain, seeing him unable to stop crying in fear... Dali Si Qing's eyes were full of pleasure.

He looked at Mo Chen and said slowly: "When you forced my wife, she resisted crazily like you do now, crying and begging you... But did you let her go? No!"

"In addition to her, there are many other women who have been tortured by you. Have you ever been soft-hearted?"

"Mo Chen, at that time, did you ever think you would be where you are today?"

Mo Chen couldn't listen to anything. He stared at the part of his body in the basin, his eyes so red that they were about to bleed.

Even the most humble eunuchs in the palace will keep their lifeblood alive so that they can be buried with them in the next hundred years, paying attention to everything.

I am a member of the royal family with a noble status, but I am not as good as those eunuchs. In the end, I am mutilated, not even a complete body is left?

Under his gaze, the big yellow dog stepped forward and took the thing out in one mouthful, and then the sound of chewing came and resounded throughout the cell.

Everyone couldn't bear to look at it and lowered their heads one after another, feeling that there was some unspeakable pain somewhere.

Mo Chen watched helplessly as the big dog swallowed the food into its belly, then his vision went dark and he lost consciousness completely.

The Minister of Dali Temple clicked his tongue and murmured: "This mental endurance is not good... I fainted three times in a short period of time."

Everyone: "..."

This Dali Temple minister has been gentle and gentle since he took office. For the first time, they knew that this person had such a terrifying side.

Sure enough, don't provoke honest people. The most terrifying thing is when honest people become violent.

The Minister of Dali Temple was about to have someone pour water on Mo Chen to wake him up, when there was a sound of footsteps in the cell.

The Dali Temple Qing's eyes moved slightly and he turned his head to see Zhou Chen frowning as he glanced at Mo Chen who was hung up.

The Minister of Dali Temple was silent for a moment, then stood up and greeted him: "Master Zhou, what are your orders from His Highness the Ninth Prince?"

Zhou Chen pointed at the hanging Mo Chen: "Are you still alive?"

The Minister of Dali Temple said softly: "I just fainted, but I am still alive."

After a pause, he still couldn't hold it back and said softly: "But what are the instructions from His Highness? Are you... going to protect Mo Chen?"

After all, Mo Chen and the Ninth Prince are brothers connected by blood. It is understandable that he speaks for Mo Chen at this time, and the Minister of Dali Temple can also understand.

It’s already great that the Ninth Prince can do what he is doing now.

But even so, Dali Temple Qing's chest was still as tight as a big stone pressing down on him.

Zhou Chen looked at the Dali Temple Qing who was looking at him like a fool: "Are you talking in your sleep before you wake up? How could His Highness Ninth Prince protect him?"

During the Lin family case back then, the prince was often jumping up and down during it.

The Minister of Dali Temple was stunned: "Isn't that what you mean?"

Zhou Chen: "Your Highness just asked me to tell you, take it easy and don't kill people. Also, he is the emperor's heir after all. The emperor can let him die, but he cannot be humiliated. Do you understand this?" "

The Minister of Dali Temple is not a fool, how could he not understand.

After all, he is a prince, so he must die cleanly. Insulting Mo Chen is insulting the royal family. How could the emperor tolerate it?

The minister of Dali Temple twitched his lips and said to Zhou Chen: "Please tell your highness, Mr. Zhou, that I know it well and no one will notice anything strange on the day of execution."