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Mo Conghan held down Cang Shu, trying to take him down.

Baili Qingqian said: "Wait a minute, I only said that he was suspected of poisoning, not that he must be the murderer."

Mo Conghan frowned, and let him go unwillingly.

Zang Shu stared at Baili Qingqian's indifferent face with a gloomy face, and spoke very softly, "What do you mean?"

Baili Qingqian turned to stare at him.

It was obviously a very indifferent gaze, but Zang Shu felt that the gaze was revealing the cold killing intent, and he suddenly shivered.

Baili Qingqian said indifferently: "You just need to tell me why you framed the princess. You did not inflict the poison. Because you were poisoned yourself, you are even more incapable of poisoning."

Everyone in the room cast suspicious eyes on Tibetan Shu.

Cangshu felt that he was about to be overwhelmed by these gazes, damn Baili Qingqian, did she know all about it? Or was she just scaring him?

Baili Qingqian smiled coldly, "I didn't scare you, I just wanted to find out who is the person behind you."

Zang Shu trembled in his heart, but his face still remained undisturbed, and he said calmly, "There is no one behind me. Baili Qingqian, don't talk nonsense here. Now Liu Changge is in the prison. Maybe she already confessed."

Baili Qing raised her eyebrows, and suddenly ignored everyone's surprised eyes, and disappeared in a flash.

Zang Shu smiled faintly, but a row of neat teeth were faintly white in the dim light.

Mo Conghan frowned, and turned his eyes sharply, "If something happens to the princess, I will never let you go."

The big inner sky prison is dark and humid, and it is in darkness all year round.

Each room is spacious, with dry straw mats on the floor.Each cell has a narrow skylight, the only place where light can be seen.

As the sky was getting brighter, the yamen guards guarding the cell got together to eat breakfast, and occasionally talked softly.

After listening carefully, it turned out to be related to the person imprisoned in the deepest strict cell. When talking about that person, the expressions of several yamen servants were a little helpless.

"You said that a good princess would not do it, and insisted on poisoning His Majesty. According to the law, it should be the death penalty, right? Why are you still in the prison?"

"You don't know that, the eldest princess has already surpassed the crown prince in the imperial dynasty. Before she poisoned His Majesty, she was the only daughter that His Majesty favored. Therefore, she is different from other criminals."

"Is there any room for detente?"

"Hard to say."

Several yamen servants gathered together to discuss.I just feel that the sunshine today is really good, shining warmly on their bodies, just like being caressed by soft hands.

Suddenly, a yamen servant asked in surprise: "Did you feel a gust of wind blowing?"

"You're in a daze. This is the prison, so there's no wind." Another yamen servant patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "I've been in the prison for a long time, and I'm out of my mind."

"By the way, those guards have been in the princess' cell for one night. Tell me, will she be okay?" the yamen servant asked, obviously very worried about this.

Another yamen servant patted him on the head and reprimanded lightly: "Murdering His Majesty is already a capital crime, and it is only natural to suffer a little. The guards are inside, so they must be confessing. We can't afford to offend those guards, or Just do your job and mind your own business."

The deepest secret cell was very dark, and the candles were lit all around, but it still couldn't get rid of this terrifying dark atmosphere.

Several guards looked at each other, and they all saw fatigue from each other's expressions.

They had already spent the whole night with this stubborn princess, but she refused to admit it.

"How many criminal methods were used?" A thick male voice asked quietly.

A guard replied respectfully: "There are already twelve kinds."

"Twelve kinds, I see her physical condition, she probably can't hold on anymore. Let's rest for a while, I haven't slept all night, I'm a little tired." In the dark corner, a man with a calm face spoke again .

He wears an official uniform and is the Minister of the Ministry of Officials.

In normal times, he would not need to interrogate criminals himself.However, due to the extremely special status of this prisoner, who is the eldest princess of the dynasty, he can only come to interrogate in person.

The Tibetan concubine has already greeted him, as long as Liu Changge can make a confession, he can use any criminal law.With a word from the chief executive, Li Mucheng has a bottom line in his mind.

So, from last night until now, they have been tortured Liu Changge.But what surprised him was that although Liu Changge's body was thin and weak, his willpower was astonishingly tenacious.Even in the midst of torture, he still insisted on his original intention.

For a delicate princess, being able to do this is not easy, and he really admires it.

But Ouchi's criminal law is not as simple as she imagined, and there are still many cruel instruments of torture that have not been tried on her one by one.

He was a little tired, so he rested for a while, and planned to torture her again.

Let's see if the princess, who is exhausted and covered with shocking wounds, can fight again with her strong courage and persistent perseverance this time.

Liu Changge was already in a coma, and in a haze, she felt pain all over her body. The pain felt like she was in the purgatory of the mountain of knives.

At first she might not be able to bear it, but gradually, when those whips soaked in salt water were drawn one after another, she quickly became numb.

From the initial pain to silence, after trying the cruelty of these tortures, she felt that there was no pain in the world that could defeat her.

Her trembling body was tied to a brace, and her plain clothes were stained crimson by blood, like roses mixed with blood, alluring and full of loneliness.

Those shocking bloodstains are like the streams under the mountain, but the streams are no longer pure, but have been washed by thick blood and become heart-wrenching.

The guards saw that Liu Changge was so pitiful, his slender body was like a delicate flower growing on a mountain peak, trembling helplessly under the violent wind and rain.

She still couldn't hold on, the petals were already on the verge of withering.

Their hearts hurt slightly, but what can they do? This princess, who has gathered thousands of favors, wants to kill the king instead of enjoying her blessings. The life and death of His Majesty is the life and death of all people. That is not just a father, but also a The king of the country.

The crime of killing the king is heinous.

These criminal laws are only used to remind her that if she does not confess again, she will not only be waiting for these twelve kinds.It was more pain, which was a kind of inhuman torture that would make her unable to wish for death.

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☆、Chapter 21

"Continue." Li Mucheng's cold voice was like ice on a snow peak, and his impersonal tone was enough to frostbite anyone.

All the guards trembled, and one of them picked up a soldering iron, sparks of passion were still dancing on the red-hot iron.

It was like a beating life, scrambling to get close to that woman's body, wanting to completely melt into that delicate and white skin, and engrave its trace forever.

When the iron was close to Liu Changge's chest, Liu Changge did not show any fear, because she was upright and did not poison her father at all.

She is enduring all these pains at this moment. If the real culprit is found in the future and she is still alive, she will definitely double the pain she has endured and return it to that person.

But now, she must pull herself together, as long as she gets through this, no pain will threaten her anymore.

The heat of the soldering iron made Liu Changge's cheeks hot and red. It felt like she was on the edge of a boiling oil pan, and she was not allowed to struggle at all.

But when the soldering iron was about to be attached to her body, a cool wind suddenly blew over.The guard froze in place with a dazed expression, and the soldering iron quietly stopped half an inch away from her skin.

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