[Rat and Cat] Han Palace Autumn

Zhan Zhao no longer remembers how many times he woke up in the freezing pain. In the dark prison, he didn't know the day and night, and what he faced at every moment was the long torture that seemed to have no boundaries.During the pause, he was suspended in a piece of icy water by a suspended iron chain, with his hands hanging above his head, the length of the iron chain was enough to expose him above the shoulder blades—in order to prevent him from being submerged when he was unconscious die.The penetrating wound on the shoulder was exposed to the air and pulled by his own gravity, but he couldn't get the temporary suppression of the ice water. He only felt his body hot and cold, and his extremely weak body could only retain consciousness for a short time. Soon, darkness And like a tide, it overwhelmed him.

Rarely did he have the opportunity to be fully awake, only to feel the pain relentlessly running through his body almost every moment, and when he felt numb, he recalled his scattered consciousness with another completely different but sharper pain.

When the consciousness returned intermittently, he could feel the changes that happened quietly in the execution room. The king of Xiangyang seemed more and more impatient, and often couldn't control the precise force and struck too hard and made himself faint. I don't know when it started. He always had that young man named Tang Lan with him, and they talked in low voices when the jailer was executing his sentence, and Zhao Jue's face was irritable and sinister.

In fact, the situation in Xiangyang was even worse than he knew. "Heaven's Punishment" never let go of its actions. Ever since he and Bai Yutang broke into the building and took away the alliance letter, they continued to spread the news that the emperor had mastered the conspiracy of the King of Xiangyang. Evidence, the "rumor" that troops will be dispatched to quell the rebellion in the near future. Most of the diners in Xiangyang Palace are just shameless people who gathered for profit. Jue was naturally upset and irritable, and even had the idea of ​​raising troops as soon as possible and preempting strikes more than once.

Fortunately, he still has reason and understands that he is still far from being ready, and since the alliance book is not there, reinforcements from Xixia and Daliao cannot be borrowed at all, so rash actions can only be quickly extinguished in the bud. Such an unfavorable situation was caused by the mouse and the cat, and I hated it even more.

At this time, Tang Lan, who had repeatedly warned him about the suspiciousness of the mouse and cat, naturally stood out. While regretting why he hadn't listened to his advice earlier, the King of Xiangyang admired his keen insight and finally fully accepted it. He took this unused retainer and entered his real core counselor group, even knowing that he had a lot of conflicts with Zhan Zhao Bai Yutang, and took him to the prison many times for interrogation in person.

Ice cold... fiery heat... two completely different sensations concentrated in the body at the same time, what they bring is not the neutralization of the two phases, but more violent raging and fighting. Zhan Zhao is drowsy, feeling bound on the top of his head His hands were pulled horizontally again, he smiled wryly in his heart, took a deep breath, and understood that another round of punishment was about to begin.

Now the daily torture has become more like a routine, and the king of Xiangyang is already a little desperate for what to ask from Zhan Zhao. He has tried almost all the punishments in the prison, but he has never gotten that. The stubborn and handsome young man responded more, the most was a suppressed cry of pain in his throat, he never even screamed loudly, let alone the begging for mercy he was expecting.

In the gloomy prison, there are many shadows of flames. The jailer slowly smears coarse grains of salt on the victim's wounds, completely ignoring that the person has been tortured to death. His body trembles violently, and his white fingertips touch the iron. The chain has already been dripping with blood in the desperate contest.The intense and continuous pain made coma become a luxury. Zhan Zhao endured this inspiring torture consciously from beginning to end. Limp on the torture rack, the violent panting almost broke through the chest cavity.The blood on the bitten lip flowed down the chin to the neck, Qingjun's eyes were half-opened weakly, and his hands were hanging by his sides as if prostrated, trembling uncontrollably.

Tang Lan walked over to pat Zhan Zhaobing's cold and sweaty cheek, watched his out-of-focus pupils staring straight at the void, stretched out his hand to turn his face to his own, and asked while shaking, "Where is the alliance book hidden?" Where?"

Zhan Zhao's eyes were closed, and there was a flash of clarity, but he soon regained his confusion. Tang Lan's eyes flashed, and he turned around to signal the King of Xiangyang and all the jailers to silence. For a while, the torture room was so quiet that only Zhan Zhao's heavy breathing remained.

Tang Lan turned around again, leaned close to Zhan Zhao's ear, and called in a low voice: "Guard Zhan...Guard Zhan..." Seeing that Zhan Zhao frowned, as if he was trying to distinguish the phantom in front of him, he continued to ask, "Guard Zhan, Meng Where is the book?"

"Meng... book?" Zhan Zhao shook his head with difficulty, "I..."

"Zhan Huwei, the emperor wants to use the alliance letter as an excuse to send troops, tell me... where is the alliance letter?"

Zhan Zhao's absent-minded gaze rested on his face for a while, and when everyone was holding their breaths in anticipation, he suddenly sneered and turned his head away: "The alliance book...is in a very safe place...cough cough, and, and you , will never find it...cough cough cough..."

The King of Xiangyang walked over with a sullen face, and as soon as he met the unyielding light in Zhan Zhao's eyes, he couldn't control his inner anger. He grabbed Zhan Zhao's broken front of his coat and faced his nose with a cold light in his eyes: " Don't say it? Zhan Zhao, you really can't do anything to you when you are my king, you..."

The rest of the words suddenly disappeared in his throat. He stared blankly at the face of the handsome young man in front of him who was blushing due to the heat of his words and his own disgust. The flash of resentment and shame... a familiar hot current suddenly surged from the depths of his body.

He suddenly laughed maliciously: "Why didn't this king think of it earlier...you self-proclaimed knights, the most intolerable..." He slowly let go of the hand holding the man's front, and caressed his face with some fascination. With delicate and delicate cheeks like cold jade, he straightened up suddenly and ordered, "You all go down, and none of you are allowed to come in without my king's order!"

Everyone retreated under orders, Tang Lan walked last, and when she saluted and got up, she glanced at the pale and disheveled young man on the torture rack, and an unpredictable color flashed in her eyes.

The torture room was empty in a blink of an eye. King Xiangyang turned around, his eyes seemed to be watching the prey he was about to conquer, scorching and dangerous, with a hint of madness on his face.

He walked up to the rack, inserted one hand into his loose black hair, and forced the person in front of him to raise his head with a little force. The jumping flames added a touch of warmth to his pale face. The shadows, the bright red blood stained on the bitten lips, are so bright and seductive, like carmine makeup.Wipe his lips with your index finger, rub them hard a few times, use your fingertips to push apart the tightly clenched teeth, and when the other party is slightly dazed before he understands, he leans forward and sucks and bites hard.

Zhan Zhao's brain exploded, and he suddenly started to struggle, but he was tightly bound and couldn't move, and his jaw was pinched even tighter, making it impossible for him to close his lips and teeth even slightly, so he could only open them wide He was allowed to ask for it, and even his tongue was played so hard that he couldn't dodge it. Unswallowable body fluid flowed from the corner of his mouth, leaving bloody traces.

It took a long time before Zhao Jue let go of Zhan Zhao who was about to lose his breath, ignored his eyes that were about to burst into flames, and tore off the dilapidated undershirt that was barely hanging on. The dark skin was exposed to the cold air, trembling slightly, interlaced with the firelight to form a sad and beautiful picture with a sadistic color.

"Zhao Jue! What are you going to do! You traitor, I will not let you go!" The iron chain rattled, but his body was seriously injured and had lost his inner strength, and Zhan Zhao's desperate struggle was nothing more than a pull. The torture frame shook slightly, but it had no effect.

"Heh, you want to provoke me to kill you? Don't worry... I won't let you die until you tell me where the alliance letter is..." Zhao Jue's hand actually touched his chest and kneaded it wantonly Swimming, lips and teeth gnawed on his earlobe, all the way down, leaving a series of bright red scars like tooth marks.

Zhan Zhao only felt that the touch was like a slippery and cold poisonous snake, and the intense humiliation made him wish to die immediately, but when he thought of Bai Yutang's last red eyes and his promise, he put this weak thought behind him, his eyes went dark, Finally couldn't take it anymore and passed out.

Zhao Jue noticed his abnormality, sneered, and activated the poison to stab his brain fiercely. Zhan Zhao only felt severe pain in his brain, and his consciousness that had fallen into darkness was forcibly pulled out, and he was dizzy for a while, completely unconscious. where.

Zhao Jue's own martial arts are not weak at all, and now that Zhan Zhao is in this state, he is not afraid that he will come out of the sky, simply use his kung fu to break the iron chains that bind the body tightly, and hug the body that is unable to fall.

Zhan Zhao was at a loss for a while at the beginning, and immediately realized that he had gained freedom. His eyes flashed, but he didn't move any more. He just looked at the person in front of him with cold eyes that lost their warmth. But it does not see the bottom, like the autumn night sky, beautiful and deep and mysterious.

Zhao Jue stared blankly into his eyes, feeling as if he was going to be sucked into this vortex.

The time has come!Zhan Zhao stabilized his mind, and smashed the iron chain that had just quietly gathered on Zhao Jue's forehead. Zhao Jue's door was wide open, and Zhan Zhao's weakness, which he had already believed to be weak, had no defense against him at all. The sudden blow hit heavily, blood flowed down immediately, and the eyes were blurred for a while, as if the sky and the earth were spinning.

Zhan Zhao endured the tearing pain in his body, pointed at his Tanzhong acupoint, coughed twice and spit out the blood in his mouth. Although he wanted to continue to work hard, he was dizzy and couldn't even move.

After all, he had no internal strength, and missed the best opportunity. Zhao Jue's internal strength was suddenly shaken, and he broke free from his restraints. He lost his mind in a rage, and tapped Zhan Zhao's soft numb acupoint with one hand. out.

A palm hit his chest hard, and Zhan Zhao was thrown backwards. He didn't fall to the ground until he hit the cold and hard wall of the execution room. His limp arms couldn't support his body at all. He gasped feebly on the ground.

Zhao Jue threw him to the ground in front of the rack, leaned over and pressed him down, the sinister smile on his lips seemed to come from Jiuyou: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, Nan Xia is Nan Xia, and there is still a chance at this time!" Li, hmph, ask for trouble!"

Zhan Zhao couldn't speak at all, his consciousness was already blood red, and he felt Zhao Jue's hand slowly move down, taking off the remaining clothes on his body, the shame and anger burned him so much that he couldn't gather a sliver of clarity. Instinctively struggling with all his strength, he wanted to touch the acupuncture points on the waist of the person on his body.

Zhao Jue playfully grabbed his groping left arm, admiring his clean and glamorous appearance, exerted force on his hand, only to hear the knuckles click, and it was crushed by him. Black, clear pupils can't find any focal length.Zhao Jue sneered, and stepped forward——

"—My lord, Mr. Tang Lan has something urgent to see..."