Prostitution

Lian Qi hurriedly approached, glanced at the easel, and then at Wen Wuyu. You must know that the prince is writing, and he has never seen him paint except for official documents.

"Master," Lian Qi bowed.

"Speak." Yuan Cheng took the towel and sat down, signaling the servant to take the painting away.

Wen Wuyu still stood there, the prince didn't shy away from him, he didn't have to pretend to be a gentleman.

"Master Qu and Master Xu entered the palace two hours ago, and were detained by Xiao He in Dali Temple after leaving the palace." Lian Qi replied.

Yuan Cheng raised his eyebrows when he heard the words.

Originally, he planned to find an appropriate time to plead guilty, only to admit one life, and at most to seize the title of king, but the development of the matter was beyond his expectation, and the emperor's move was no small matter.

Just thinking about it, someone outside the courtyard rushed to report,

"Report to my lord, the forbidden army directly broke into my residence, and my subordinates..."

Before the words were finished, Xiao He led a team of forbidden troops to appear at the gate of the courtyard. He didn't say hello and he didn't say hello.

The chaos hadn't turned yellow yet, leaning on the east wind and going crazy, Yuan Cheng couldn't help sneering secretly, he got up and said, "What's the job of Commander Xiao?"

Wen Wuyu rolled his eyes, and sighed that the prince is really a person who can endure.

Xiao He showed the gold medal bestowed by the Yellow Emperor himself,

"The next official is ordered by the emperor to investigate the case of the prince. If there is any offense, please forgive me."

Yuan Cheng glanced lightly, "Your Excellency is serious, please do whatever you want to investigate."

Xiao He lowered his voice and ordered the left and right, "Come here, take Master Wen away."

Wen Wuyu was startled suddenly, disaster fell on him from the sky.

I just heard the commander follow up with an explanation, "Master Yushi and others who dare not touch the prince lightly, so the case has not been resolved for a long time, and the emperor's order is hard to violate. I have no choice but to invite Mr. Wen to go."

While speaking, two guards of the imperial guards had already held his arms.

Wen Wuyu's breath was not disturbed at all, seeing the prince's calm face, he knew that he was really going to experience the punishment room in Dali Temple.

Xiao He's eyes were tightly locked, trying to catch even a trace of the prince's emotion from the subtleties.

The corners of Yuan Cheng's mouth hooked slightly, the depths of his eyes were open and clear, looking directly at Xiao He's disappointed face,

"Commander Xiao can interrogate the people around me one by one."

"Then I thank the lord first, and take my leave." Xiao He smiled forcefully, then turned around and led a group of guards from the imperial army away in a grandiose manner.

Yuan Cheng's far-sighted eyes flashed a gloomy look, and suddenly dimmed. He stood for a long time, and the floating clouds in the sky were imprinted in his eyes, changing and changing with the wind.

Lian Qi called softly, "Master."

Yuan Cheng lowered his eyes and nodded to signal him to enter the room.

He took out his pen and ink and wrote a few words, and he handed the letter to Lian Qi, "Go to Jiangnan Road tomorrow."

Lian Qi received the letter, and he continued,

"Retire first, follow me at night and then go to the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice."

The boy guarding the door also retreated out of the door consciously.

Yuan Cheng looked around the room for a week, and began to rummage through boxes and cabinets.

Other than the white robes in the closet, there are a few idle books on the desk, pens, ink, paper and inkstones are hardly used, and a few banknotes and scraps of silver are scattered in the drawers.

He opened the last inconspicuous drawer, and inside it was the remains of a golden cage and a brocade box, which contained the priceless night pearl.

Yuan Cheng was a little discouraged, and after climbing on the bed and searching, he finally gave up completely.

This young master of the Wen family doesn't have a token that can prove his identity.

Dead of night.

The news of the imperial army taking over the Dali Temple spread early in the morning, and the guards saw the two of them once again, skipping the routine questioning, and directly set up their sticks to let them go.

There is no need to clearly state the purpose of jointly punishing crimes.

Back then, he made an oath to protect the Great Qi and lived in the world for dozens of years. This day was 25 years too late.

However, the seven years of imprisonment and humiliation have cast a layer of resentment that cannot be discarded on the crime karma hidden in his heart.

They were not filled with righteous indignation like last time, they all sat quietly on the ground, their loose hair was covered with dirt, and they only glared at the visitor with hateful eyes.

Yuan Cheng could still laugh, "You must have made up your mind."

Lian Qi understood and distributed paper and pens in sequence.

After a while, Mr. Wen shook the white paper in his hand and whimpered.

Yuan Cheng looked at him, smiled and approached,

"Lord Wen simply suspects that I'm deceiving you two. Let's see if what I said is true. When Master Wen's family went boating in the lake, the young master accidentally fell into the water and was rescued by a Taoist. Later, the Taoist and the young prince hid in Louying Mountain to practice , I don’t need to say much about the reason.”

The sad look in the eyes of the Wen family and his wife proved that he guessed right.

At this point, his eyes slightly drooped and he let out a sigh, "It's just that Mr. Wen couldn't see him even if he wanted to. Today, the imperial army broke into our house and took him away. Now it is very likely that he will be tortured in the sky prison of Dali Temple."

Hearing these words, the two wanted to rush out in desperation, and the shackles made a ringing sound.

Yuan Cheng continued, "This memorial is very important. Not only can it save his life, but you can also regain your freedom. Whether to write or not to write is no longer as simple as hating or not hating."

The Wen family couple fell silent, and there was a babbling sound in the other cell. Yuan Cheng walked over, glanced at the words on the paper, shook his head and smiled,

"My lords may not know that now the name King Huai Jing is just a false name, and I am also precarious and unable to promise anything. At this point, we can only put all our eggs in one basket, or we will all die, and we will settle accounts in the underworld."

The room was silent.

After a while, I heard the sound of grinding ink.

Dali Temple.

The candles in the cell were dimly lit.

Xu Jingyun's hands almost scratched out the marks on the prison post.

Qu Tongyin lowered his eyes, his fingers trembling slightly in his sleeves.

The sound of whipping followed one another.

Wen Wuyu was tied to the torture rack, his clothes were in tatters, and the old scars had long been replaced by new whip marks. Blood flowed along his legs, staining the wooden frame under his feet bright red. There was a large puddle of blood on the stone slab, reflecting the candlelight , It has a unique color.

After being whipped for two hours in a row, he didn't make a sound,

"Mr. Wen is really extraordinary! Rare, rare!"

Xiao He couldn't help admiring, the silver armor on his body was dull and dull, and his expression became more and more sinister.

Wen Wuyu tilted his head in front of his chest, his breath was weak but he never fainted.The wet shattered hair was sticking to his cheeks, and he was still sweating uncontrollably. As for the whipping, he didn't feel anything after enduring it for a long time.

"Commander Xiao," Xu Jingyun, who was in prison, finally ignored Qu Tongyin's hint, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "Isn't the first thing to do when handling a case is to ask for a confession? He has no grievances or enmities with you, so why torture him like this."

Xiao He turned around and sneered, "There are different methods of handling cases. Mr. Xu is too rigid, which makes Longxin displeased. As long as a person is at his most depressed, even if you don't ask, he will tell you one by one. confession."

After saying that, he waved his hand and shouted violently, "Keep beating me!"

Xu Jingyun clenched his fists tightly, with bulging veins on the back of his hands, "Enough! Can't you see that he can't hold it anymore!"

"Really?" Xiao He was very joking, raised his hand to stop him from standing up and observing Wen Wuyu, then turned his head, "Then try?"

After that, she stretched out her fingers and raised his face.

Wen Wuyu's closed eyes slowly opened at this moment.

Xiao He froze suddenly, there was clearly nothing in his eyes, but it was more like a silent ridicule.

He slammed his hands away, the sound squeezed out between his teeth,

"I only give you one chance, to recruit or not to recruit?!"