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Even Jiang Shu, who later recovered his memory as Huo Shu, couldn't help but shudder when he recalled the past few days.

"Tick-tick-tick-tick-"

Jiang Shu could no longer tell whether it was the sound of her own blood dripping or the sound of morning water dripping from the ceiling.

Nothing can be changed anyway.

At first, Jiang Shu had the intention to re-analyze and review the situation.

The result is that whether they unite everyone to fight back in the Jiang family, or start a killing spree in the prison, or like this, it is a dead end.

On the first night when he was humiliated by soldiers, his hand was bruised with blood from the thousand-year black iron.

The King of Nancheng watched coldly from the side, and waited until the last soldier left, then said in a calm tone: "Now, I am the only one who can accept your broken body. You said Su Qing saw you like this, Should I show disgust or stay away from him?"

"Even if he abandons me, I can still survive on my own. I never need to rely on others, otherwise I wouldn't have broken in here alone." Jiang Shu said weakly.

The pain in his lower abdomen kept coming back and forth, and he even knew that his own child's flesh and bones were flowing between his thighs.

"I want to see how stubborn you can be." King Nancheng threw his hands away angrily.

But the insult only lasted for one night.

Because Wu Daolang came up with something even more terrifying.

Snakes are much scarier than humans.

"This is a blood snake specially raised for women to be tortured. I hope you can enjoy it." Wudao Lang said.

That night, Jiang Shu was tortured beyond recognition.

Maybe some choices are not a dead end, such as committing yourself to the King of Nancheng, or letting your cousin bear the current punishment for you.

But if she had the only two choices, Jiang Shu would still choose a punishment worse than life.

King Nancheng would come back occasionally and talk about the outside situation in a joking tone.

"The Su family and the Jiang family have turned against each other." There was no trace of joy in Nancheng King's tone.

Jiang Shu didn't bother to answer.

"It's a pity that they don't have any soldiers, they just have crooked melons and cracked jujubes. Now we are surrounding them."

"..."

"You didn't kill King Shen Jing." King Nancheng suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Shu's neck, saying angrily.

At this time, Jiang Shu's left eye had been blinded by the poisonous smoke.

King Nancheng forced Jiang Shu to stare at him and said angrily: "How did you do it? Tell me!"

"Hehehe." Jiang Shu mocked: "You want to know? Please beg me and I will tell you."

Of course Jiang Shu wouldn't say it.

This is the fake death medicine that Lu Yu gave himself. After taking it, his body will be as dead within seven days, with no breath at all and unable to move.

Since it is a drug that fakes death, it naturally has its dangers.

For example, if you do not take the antidote within five days, you will definitely die.

When Jiang Shu came into contact with Su Yan, she gave the antidote to Su Yan.

With the disgusting character of the King of Nancheng, he would definitely not bury King Shen Liang in the royal tomb. Instead, he would throw it into a mass grave and replace it with the corpse of a random beggar.

Although Jiang Shu had prepared a blood bag in advance, in order to cover up others' eyes and ears, she still stabbed the knife into King Shen Liang's body. Although the wound was not deep, it was dangerous, only an inch away from the heart.

I'm afraid if I don't take the antidote within three days, I will definitely die.

It seems that he has not accomplished anything, at least he has successfully saved the king. Jiang Shu secretly said.

"They used King Shen Liang's personal decree to force Gu to postpone his accession to the throne and ruined Gu's good deeds. Tell me, how did you do it?" King Nancheng put a knife on Jiang Shu's neck and asked.

"His Royal Highness the King of Nancheng, you don't really think that you can force me with a knife. If a knife can do it, all these injuries on my body will be in vain." Jiang Shu said with a sneer.

"Okay, okay, okay." King Nancheng said tremblingly.

The next second, the knife was inserted directly into Jiang Shu's right eye.

"Your Highness, this is not how torture is used. She will bleed to death." Wu Daolang quickly stopped him.

King Nancheng tremblingly let go of his hand and said angrily: "Don't let her die, I will torture her."

It seems you can't reason with a madman. Jiang Shu secretly said.

Jiang Shu felt very sorry for her eyes.

These beautiful peach blossom eyes are full of emotion, bright and moving, whether she is crying or laughing.

Su Qing is my favorite.

Su Qingji likes to kiss her tear-stained eyes when everything is over, and especially likes to look at herself with her youthful phoenix eyes.

It's a pity that now, not only can he no longer see Su Qing, but Su Qing can no longer see his own eyes.

Forget it, after all, I'm afraid there is no chance to see it.

There is another person who will send news to himself.

That was Gu Yu.

After Gu Yu stayed, he took on the task of taking care of Jiang Shu on the grounds that he had not practiced martial arts for a long time and his hand was injured.

Whenever feeding, Gu Yu's movements seemed rough, but in fact he used chopsticks to write on the tip of Jiang Shu's tongue.

"I know Penglai's method of delivering letters. I have already sent letters to Penglai for help." Gu Yu wrote.

"There is no one in Penglai now. They have all gone to the East China Sea. Even if I send a letter for help, I am afraid there will be no results." Jiang Shu murmured in a low voice.

Jiang Shu's voice was so weak that her mumbling sounded like breathing.

"I will find a way to send the letter to the East China Sea. Maybe there will be results." Gu Yu wrote.

"Thank you very much." Jiang Shu said.

"I don't have the ability to take you out, I'm sorry." Gu Yu wrote again.

"You can't even protect yourself, so you don't have to suffer here for me." Jiang Shu replied.

When Gu Yu was feeding the next day, he brought bad news.

"The Su family and the Jiang family rebelled together." Gu Yu wrote.

"Are they okay?" Jiang Shu asked worriedly.

"The Jiang family has been wiped out, the Su family is still resisting, and the king... his whereabouts are unknown," Gu Yu wrote.

This news was undoubtedly a huge blow to Jiang Shu.

Gu Yu could feel that most of Jiang Shu's desire to live had been extinguished.

Torture is meant to make people want to live but not die. Jiang Shu has been relying on her heart to support the Jiang family. Now that the Jiang family has been destroyed, I am afraid that Jiang Shu just wants to die now.

Until the third day, no matter how Gu Yu spread the news, Jiang Shu had no response.

"There is news from Donghai. Su Qing has arrived."

"Hold on a little longer."

"I want to die."

With Gu Yu's desperate encouragement, Jiang Shu finally spoke, but these were the only three words that came out.

All the efforts of the past few days were in vain. Jiang Shu thought desperately.

Jiang Shu wanted to preserve the Jiang family, save the king, and save her brother.

But in the end, no one was saved.

How stupid, myself.

Seeing that Jiang Shu did not respond to any of Gu Yu's requests, Gu Yu had no choice but to put away the bowls and chopsticks, stood up, washed the blood-stained handkerchief with hot water, and gently wiped the blood on Jiang Shu's body.

It was late at night, and Jiang Shu felt extremely cold.

Suddenly there was a crashing sound.

Immediately afterwards, the black iron tied to her body shattered, and a coat gently covered Jiang Shu.

"Brother?" Jiang Shu asked weakly.

The voice is as light as a feather, as weak as dust, and makes people feel distressed.

"I'm sorry, brother is late." Jiang Zehao hugged Jiang Shu distressedly and said tremblingly.