Prostitution

The morning dew wets the green shirt, and the mist is half-covered, and the red clouds at the end of the sky are like a river like a belt.

The sun will rise.

Xie Wancheng stopped and looked into the distance, and sighed, wondering if Wen Wuyu was well this night.

Suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes, approaching.

Xie Wancheng retreated to the side of the road, the enemy's road was narrow, but Lian Qi was the one who came.

Seeing it was him, Lian Qi slowed down his horse and stopped a few meters away.

"Where are you going?"

Xie Wancheng walked closer, and at this critical moment, he did not stay in the capital but ran elsewhere, which is curious.

"Where did you come from?" Lian Qi asked calmly while sitting on his horse.

"I'm a loner, and it's common to sleep in the wild. Your prince is in great trouble. Why did you leave the city?"

"You don't need to ask." Lian Qi pulled the rein and kicked the stirrup.

Xie Wancheng raised his eyebrows, took a big step and grabbed the horse's bridle,

"Because your prince, Wuyu's life and death are uncertain at the moment, tell me the truth, how is he going to save Wuyu? Or is he not planning to save Wuyu at all?"

"The prince has his own plans."

After Lian Qi finished speaking, he kicked the horse's belly with both feet, but Xie Wancheng held on tightly, and the horse lifted a few symbolic steps and remained in place.

Lian Qi was a little displeased, but still patient,

"You might as well go over the wall again and ask the prince yourself. I'm just following orders, and I won't ask questions that shouldn't be asked."

The two confronted each other for a while, Xie Wancheng let go of his hands and backed away, hitting the horse together like an arrow.

A gust of wind howled.

Xie Wancheng watched as Lian Qi rode his horse and disappeared into the wilderness. The cool breeze stroked his hair and rolled up his clothes, giving him a faint bitter taste.

After the case of King Huai Jing was quiet for more than a month, the Forbidden Army of the Imperial City was alarmed. The lively people outside the palace performed "The Tree Falls and the Monkeys Scatter", and they all ran away overnight, not even a sparrow could rest.

Wen Wuyu has been detained by the Imperial Army for a day and a night, Yuan Cheng is still lazy in the West Wing, as if nothing happened.

The sky is clear, the wind is gentle.

But he couldn't wander his eyes and entertain his heart. In the afternoon, Xiao He led the imperial army to the palace again, "Please, my lord, come with me."

Yuan Cheng was not surprised, he was always suave, with a slight smile on his face, he got up and swept his clothes, and stretched out his hand to invite him into the ranks of the forbidden army.

Xiao He's face was gloomy. In the officialdom, King Huaijing has never expressed his emotions, his likes and dislikes. He is a cold and arrogant person in his bones, but he has no taboos and is sexual in private. Ruhuo is not unheard of.

However, the so-called most beloved Mr. Wen is being imprisoned mercilessly by the Imperial Army, and he doesn't even have the slightest temper. It is true that Mr. Wen is just a plaything or he is pretending to be calm. We will see later.

Xiao He, who wanted to follow the queue in this way, glanced at Yuan Cheng's back, and sneered for a moment.

As the old saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog. Judging by how many times Mr. Wen's physical body has been scoured on a mountain of knives, it can be seen that his master has become difficult.

Yuan Cheng's eyes glanced at Wen Wuyu, and when he lowered his eyes, there was a flash of hostility. This torture can be compared with what he suffered in his own hands. Xiao He has been the leader of the Forbidden Army for many years, and his methods are also extraordinary.

After resting for several hours, there was another torture. Wen Wuyu was still angry at the moment, and he slowly raised his eyelids. The prince looked dull and seemed to be smiling, so he also moved his lips to respond.

Xiao He glanced back and forth between the two of them, thinking that Wen Wuyu's lips were moving slightly to open his mouth, but after waiting for a while, seeing that he just hung his head silently, he said to Yuan Cheng,

"Your Majesty, do you have anything to say?"

Yuan Cheng said solemnly, "Lord Xiao's torture method, even the Dali Temple and the Ministry of Criminal Justice have to bow down." He took a few steps closer, stretched out his fingers and stroked the barely intact skin around the welt on Wen Wuyu's chest, as if Admire an antique,

"The depth of each wound is the same, which makes people feel overwhelmed with pain and will not hurt their lives due to excessive bleeding."

Xiao He could hear a bit of irony from that calm yet solemn tone, but the prince's expression was so clear and serious that he couldn't figure it out, so he went straight to the point.

"Everyone in the government and the public knows that the prince dismissed all the young men in the mansion on his birthday last year, and took this Mr. Wen as his exclusive favorite, which shows how much the prince loves him. It is conceivable that he must know the prince quite well," Xiao He said. Glancing at the miserable Wen Wuyu, "According to common sense, even trivial matters can be perfunctory, but he refuses to say a word."

Refuse to say a word?It was obvious that he had done the trick, but Wen Wuyu had to lift his eyelids again at this time, but it was so hard to open his mouth, so he had to half-close his eyes and give up.

Yuan Cheng glanced over indifferently.

Xiao He didn't care whether the prince believed what he said, and then looked at Wen Wuyu with pity, his tone was joking but pretending to be sad, "Three thousand beauties lost to Mr. Wen, and in the end they were still abandoned like a pair of shoes, poor Wen Wuyu." Young Master Quan Quan affectionately paid by mistake." He turned his eyes to Yuan Cheng, "Could it be that Wang Yeming cheated everyone by repairing the plank road?"

This Xiao Heke is not a reckless man, he can think of this level from it.Wen Wuyu secretly praised it.

Suddenly he heard the prince's light snort and laughed,

"Leader Xiao Tong hides the universe. It is a waste of talent to be the commander of the forbidden army. If your conjecture just now is compiled into a document, there will be a flood of buyers, and you will be famous all over the world."

The naked irony, even the half-dead Mr. Wen also shook his shoulders a few times to show a smile, Xiao He's expression changed suddenly, he turned around sassyly, raised his hand, and the guard approached Wen Wuyu with a wooden box in his arms.

"It seems that Mr. Wen is just Mr. Wen, so no matter how the punishment is imposed, the prince will definitely not frown?"

Xiao He smiled coldly, opened the wooden box, and saw two rows of silver needles with cold light, varying in length and thickness, the thinnest was like a vellus hair, and the longest was more than seven inches.

Wen Wuyu glanced quietly, he could already imagine how to use this box of silver needles, and suddenly felt a chill.

The guard twisted the mechanism, and the torture rack slowly turned over. Wen Wuyu lay on his back on the rack, and the support of his sore neck made him feel much more comfortable.

Yuan Cheng looked at the silver needle with a playful expression, "I didn't expect Commander Xiao to be knowledgeable about acupuncture points."

Xiao He was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, then he laughed back from his anger, the annoyance vanished, these two people were not taking it easy, one was tortured wholeheartedly, the other pretended to be stupid to the end.I think it will take him several years of hard work to finally win the respect of the emperor, and he must not fall short. Since the prince wants to discuss the punishment method with him, he should show it well.

"Don't laugh at the art of fur, my lord, it's not a matter of accomplishment, just stick it on people's bodies, and it will always hit the sore spot."

Xiao He picked out a thin needle, nodded to the guard, and the guard immediately went forward to strip off the shoes and socks without a trace, and rolled up a small section of the torn trousers sleeves in two or two strokes.

Xiao He grabbed Wen Wuyu's hand with enough strength to keep the miserable Mr. Wen immobile. In fact, he didn't have the strength to pull back his hand, but he didn't know if he could scream out in a while.

"It's said that ten fingers connect to the heart." Xiao He slowly approached the tip of the needle to his little finger, "Then let's try piercing the heart first."

Wen Wuyu began to tremble unconsciously, not because of fear, but because of dehydration and hunger.

Yuan Cheng stared at him, although he couldn't see that face clearly, he knew that no one in the world could really make this determined Mr. Wen really afraid.