This disease cannot be cured, it must be cured

The atmosphere in the Ministry of Justice is very strange.

Above are officials of all sizes standing in a circle, and below the steps is the ferocious King Li.

Li Yuankun still looked half-dead when he left.

The prince walked in front, the hem of his clothes swaying with the wind as he walked, revealing his explosive thighs wrapped in brocade from time to time.

"Have you pleaded guilty?" asked a low and unwavering voice.

He Houcong looked at his face, and explained cautiously: "Not yet."

He felt that he was incompetent, and he didn't do this little thing well, so he said embarrassingly: "Prince Li is clamoring for the imperial doctor to treat the little prince, otherwise he won't cooperate."

"Since when has the Ministry of Punishment paid attention to the cooperation of the prisoners?" The crown prince sullenly, with a cold expression on his sword eyebrows and star eyes, said indifferently: "Beat until he cooperates."

He Houcong and the servant looked at each other, and they saw the same doubts in their eyes: who to hit?

King Li no longer had the arrogance just now, he just gritted his teeth and stared at the prince.

"You used torture to extract a confession. How is it different from mine?!" He asked angrily.

The prince seemed to find it interesting, his eyes were still filled with deep pools of dark water, but his upper and lower lips sneered and asked back: "What do you think is the difference?"

Of course there are.

Li Wang made a mistake and the emperor rectified it.

But the prince made a mistake... the prince is now the recognized emperor.

No one above can overwhelm him anymore, which will make him more unscrupulous and do whatever he wants.

King Li trembled uncontrollably.

"Time is running out, so I won't gossip," the prince said calmly, "Do you admit to the six crimes?"

King Li swallowed a mouthful of saliva and remained silent.

"Okay," the prince said indifferently, "wear a round needle."

The chief guard took the order to step forward and pull Li Yuankun up, and pulled his hair back violently, exposing his sweat-stained neck.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough." Li Yuankun coughed fiercely, but he couldn't break free at all.

The guards under him brought round needles—it was a ring made of fine steel, with a circle of half-finger-long thin nails poking out of it, extremely sharp, and they all shone with blue-purple dazzling light.

Numerous needle points formed a circle the size of a man's neck, and the guards pulled the lock, and put it on Li Yuankun's neck with great precision.

King Li's eyes popped and he looked at them angrily.

The guard pressed the lock, and there was a crisp "da".

King Li immediately went crazy, and rushed forward regardless, "Li Chen! He and you are both bloodlines of the Li family! What's more, this matter..."

"Hush," the prince looked down at him, and said, "Others should praise him for his filial piety."

King Li's arms were tied behind his back, and there was only one guard standing beside him holding his shoulders, preventing him from getting up.

After struggling for a long time, all I could do was rub off deep sweat stains on the ground.

The ring is no better than other instruments of torture. This thing is light and convenient. There is an opening in the lock, and the steel bar can be pulled out.

Pulling one space at a time, the circle formed by the needle point will be tightened one space around the neck.

It doesn't even require any effort from the executioner.

If the neck is thinner, it can be tightened to the size of a fist by pulling it four or five times.

At that time, all the steel needles will be pierced into the flesh and blood, and you only need to untie the lock and pull it off—the blood will rush two feet high, and several large bright red flowers will splash out.

Although the wounds were small, they were densely packed, and some directly punctured the arteries and trachea, which could not be rescued easily.

Even if he survived by luck, if the steel nail pierced into the neck bone, or shattered the cervical suture vertebrae, he would be paralyzed and hard to recover, and life would be worse than death.

None of the officials present at the Ministry of Punishment dared to speak out, and those who were a little timid did not dare to speak out, and those who were nervous had already pinched their fingernails into their flesh.

The prince looked at King Li quietly.

Li Wang's face turned into a pig's liver color, his breath was like a dilapidated bellows, and his hula kept ringing.

The prince didn't give him any time to think, so he blinked lightly.

The execution guard pulled the lock without hesitation, "Click——"

I don't know if he used too much force, but he pulled it down two blocks at a time!

In an instant, Li Yuankun's head was full of veins, his eyes protruded, and he let out a painful roar.

The bloodshot eyes were all over the place, and traces of pink blood overflowed from the corners of the eyes with great strength.

Because of the cotton cloth in his mouth, although the muffled voice was indistinct, it was extremely painful and embarrassing.

In an instant, the blood on King Li's face faded, turning into a pale oilcloth that had been painted with white.

The prince didn't ask at all, and raised his hand again.

King Li watched the guard stretch out his hand again, the muscles in that hand exploded, and the lines buried under the skin were like intertwined roots of an old tree buried in the ground, and the power contained in it was terrifying.

Li Yuankun twitched all over his body, blood seemed to gush out of his mouth, which was completely absorbed by the cotton cloth, and it was already stained dark red.

The guard pulled his hand on the buckle, Li Yuankun closed his eyes suddenly, the sweat on his forehead slipped into the eye sockets, and then slid down from the eye sockets, like tears.

"Don't touch him!" King Li yelled violently, his voice was hoarse as if his throat had been torn.

The execution guard looked at the prince, and the prince was unmoved and looked down at the field coldly.

His expression was cold and hard, his heart seemed to be even harder, and he didn't put human life in his eyes at all.

The guard turned his head and wanted to pull him immediately!

The two kings roared with tears falling down, crying desperately and frantically: "I admit it! I admit it all..."

Song Chunjing had been standing in the shadow beside him, his eyelids slightly lowered, and his eyelashes cast countless fine shadows in the half-brightness of the room.

It looks extremely weak.

King Li's mournful cry seemed to be cut off, his expression was calm and motionless, as if he had never heard it.

I don't know if I am in a daze or if it has nothing to do with myself.

As soon as the guard let go, King Li broke free, rushed to Li Yuankun's side, and took off the collar around his neck with trembling hands.

It looked extremely cold, but it was really warm to the touch.

It's called blood warming.

Without the steel needle to stop it, countless bloody eyes rushed to open and gushed out.

King Li took off the cotton cloth that gagged him, and shivered around his sieve-like neck, soaking the cotton cloth in the blink of an eye.

Li Yuankun's face was pale and bloodless, his eyes seemed to be stung by sweat, so he closed them forcefully.

King Li held his injured hand in one hand, and pressed the wound on his neck with the other, opened his mouth and took two deep breaths, tears could not stop falling down, "Is there any imperial doctor..."

His teary eyes were full of tears, and he couldn't control his crying at all, "Is there anyone here to show him? Huh?"

"During the prisoner's interrogation period, any suspect who is unable to withstand the punishment is not allowed to ask the imperial physician." He Houcong said.

He really became a subordinate of the crown prince, completely disregarding Li Wang's status as a prince.

"father……"

Li Yuankun closed his eyes and called out to him.

"I'm here, I'm here," Li Wang didn't care about He Houcong, wiped the sweat on his face with his sleeve, but wiped off countless dark red blood spots, and couldn't help shivering, "How are you?"

During the punishment process just now, Li Yuankun could not speak out, and could only endure the pain.

However, the ten fingers intertwined and countless sharp needles pierced into the blood vessels at the same time, Shinobu couldn't help it, and something was blocked in his mouth, so he suppressed all his roaring in his throat.

Right now, as soon as he opened his mouth, he uttered only one word, and then two mouthfuls of blood came out of his mouth.

King Li's heart ached so much that his eyebrows were knit together with the tears all over his face.

Li Yuankun showed a very bleak smile, which was hardly a smile, it was just a slight tugging of the corners of his lips, which was very ugly.

He tried to open his mouth, but no sound came out.

King Li's eyes were bloodshot, he opened his mouth and began to cry, "I..."

Li Yuankun turned sideways, and his intact hand grabbed the wrist of the tortured hand as hard as he could, trying to block the blood to numb the pain. Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer, and roared in great pain: "Ah——"

King Li looked at him at a loss, tears quickly gathered again and rolled down his eyes.

Everyone present was used to life lawsuits, so they watched indifferently without frowning.

The prince waved his hand.

The guard went up to the premise, grabbed Li Yuankun's arm and moved it slightly, and he screamed in pain again, the sound was horrible and terrifying.

"Don't, don't touch him!"

King Li surrounded him, knelt on the ground, and scolded the guards who came forward.

But the guard didn't seem to hear it, and still wanted to talk about it.

Li Yuankun was in so much pain that he couldn't walk, he was curled up tightly, his neck was soaked in blood, his collar was soaked in blood, and blood oozes from his bitten lip. When he opened his mouth, his teeth were also blood red.

"Father..." he said silently.

His painful breathing stopped and stopped, and everyone who heard it was terrified.

King Li crawled up to reach him, and hugged him tightly, "...I already recognized it."

"Yuan Kun is not a suspect, I did it alone! I admit it..."

His voice was sobbing and mournful, very miserable.

"I admit it..." He frowned tightly, and repeated in grief: "I admit it..."

He cried bitterly, trembling all over, and begged with tears all over his face: "Hurry up, call the imperial doctor to see him..."

"That's it." The prince said.

Uda could hear regret from the short sentence.

Looking at the tragic situation of Prince Li and his son, he felt that the prince might not think it was miserable enough.

"Write the letter of resignation and ask him to make a pledge." The prince leaned on the chair, watching the situation in the field without moving.

After receiving the order, the officials of the Ministry of Punishment set off immediately, the servant stepped forward to take the case book and writing brush, He Houcong cleared his throat and prepared to ask questions one by one.

However, King Li hugged Li Yuankun and did not let go, He Houcong looked at the prince questioningly, "Your Highness, do you want to invite the imperial physician?"

He glanced at Song Chunjing who was standing in the shadow as a sign.

The prince did not turn his head, and said quietly: "Bring Xu Zhuo here and show him."

Because Xu Zhuo fainted that day in the criminal department, he was detained on the spot and kept locked up.

If the queen hadn't asked about it early in the morning, the prince might have forgotten about this person.

Wu Da went inside and proposed Xu Zhuolai.

Standing in front of Prince Li and his son, he let go of his hands, and pushed Xu Zhuo forward, whose face was full of tears.

Xu Zhuo staggered, turned his head and looked at Wu Da aggrievedly.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Wu Da lowered his voice, allowing only the two of them to hear him, and criticized him: "You are the one who is timid, and you answer whatever you ask without fear."

At that time, his saber was out of its sheath, and it was held not far in front of him. If he didn't answer, he would have died early.

Xu Zhuo lowered his head angrily, not daring to speak out.

Wu Da pushed him again, and nodded Li Yuankun with his chin, "Show him."

Xu Zhuo almost fell down, but anger was useless in the face of force, so he could only lower his head to check Li Yuankun's injuries.

It hurts badly.

He immediately decided in his heart.

It's hard to tell if the blood on the neck was cut in two by the evil guard.

Li Wang covered his face with tears, covered his head with his hands, and looked at Xu Zhuo with his mouth open and gasping for breath.

The blood gushed out in all directions, and it was impossible to cover it.

Xu Zhuo glanced at Wu Da again in a panic.

Uda understood immediately.

The injury was too serious, and he didn't know the situation, so he couldn't handle it.

King Li also understood.

Together with Wu Da, he couldn't help looking at Song Chunjing standing quietly in the shadows on the steps.

Xu Zhuo looked over, only to realize that Song Chunjing had actually appeared here.

For a moment, everyone present couldn't help looking at him together.

However, Song Chunjing only slightly lowered his eyes and stared at the land in front of him, as if the countless threads of sight couldn't get close to him at all.