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Lala wrote something, then she put down her pen and raised her head to continue asking, "Why did you assassinate the emperor? Also, is there any organization behind you, are you being instructed by others?"

Bao Rong wanted to laugh, but as soon as he moved the corner of his mouth, the flesh on his face became more and more painful.Assassinate the emperor?organize?Instigate?These unfamiliar words made Bao Rong feel both absurd and ridiculous.

How could he assassinate Xiao Yan?In his heart, Xiao Yan's life was more important than his own, how could he kill him?However, even he himself felt very strange, it was hard to believe, at that time, why did he hold a knife in his hand, why did he stab him?

He thought about this question for a long time, but he still couldn't figure it out.

"Master Zhang is asking you something? Answer it quickly!" The jailer who was watching Xing's head urged him in a low voice, but Zhang Qingfeng looked at him with anger, and he immediately lowered his head and vomited. Sticking out his tongue, he quickly covered his mouth.

"I, I didn't, I didn't... assassinate... assassinate the emperor, I didn't organize, I didn't... I didn't get... ordered..."

"I will ask you again. This is your last chance. Why...why did you assassinate the emperor? Was it driven by someone else?"

Baorong's eyes were full of helplessness and pain. After a moment of silence, he said sadly, "No matter how many times you answer...it's always the same, I...I didn't assassinate the emperor, really...no..."

Zhang Qingfeng raised his hand, slammed his palm on the table fiercely, and roared: "You're talking nonsense, it's just full of nonsense, come here, give me a good beat, until he tells the truth."

"Yes!"

Bao Rong closed his eyes at the same time as his voice fell, he thought his face would continue to suffer, but the expected pain did not come for a long time, instead he heard a whip with full force. The sound resounded throughout the dark room.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and when he saw a thick and black leather whip dangling in the hand of the guard not far away, he could no longer breathe normally. He admitted that he was afraid, unparalleled fear.

Grievance, loneliness, fear, despair...

He began to call Xiao Yan's name in his heart, and even recalled the wonderful relationship between them, but all of this still couldn't make him offset the abnormal coldness in his body.

"Hit—"

With Zhang Qingfeng's order, the two guards raised their long whips, one on the left and the other on the right, and began to whip Baorong's upper body alternately.

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The crisp sound of the whip whipped across Baorong's chest with a chilling chill, tearing the skirt of his chest, and at the same time brought out bloodstains, scattered according to the trajectory of the whip across the air. The scattered ones formed a stunning arc in midair.

Bao Rong's body suddenly pressed against the back of the chair, and at the same time, his right elbow fell back, which happened to be pressed against the terrible button.

"Ah—"

When another whip hit his chest, Baorong suddenly felt as if he had been bitten by countless insects all over his body. He was so painful that he almost jumped up from the chair, but his buttocks had just risen less than half a knuckle. He was pulled back into the chair by a more intense pain. This time, the pain did not come from the surface of the skin, but from the depths of the flesh. He felt that there was an extremely small knife inside his body. He was slowly peeling off his skin and flesh little by little, the indescribable pain made him open his mouth instinctively, but the guard holding the whip was obviously very experienced, and he took a big step forward He stuffed a piece of dirty cloth into Baorong's wide-open mouth.

"Well..." All the screams turned into pitiful sobs with a crying voice in an instant.

"Master Zhang, it seems that he accidentally touched the mechanism of the chair just now, should we continue to fight?"

Zhang Qingfeng got up, walked slowly to the painful Bao Rong, looked at his face that was no longer human, and then said,

"Forget it, let's get here today, let's continue tomorrow!" After he finished speaking, he glanced at Bao Rong's hair soaked in cold sweat for the last time, and started to walk towards the dark room, but when he came to the door, he Turning around, he said to the jailer, "Look at this man carefully, and don't let him think about it. If the officer comes tomorrow and sees him turned into a corpse, you should prepare your head!"

"Yes yes yes---" the jailer smiled apologetically, and said several yes words on his face, until he watched Zhang Qingfeng leave, he stomped his foot on the ground fiercely and cursed: "Your grandfather, what is your prestige?" Prestige, isn't it just a broken official! Hmph, wait until I have the ability in the future, see if I don't eunuch you!"

"Boss, what should I do with this man!" The jailer was swearing, and when he heard the big man reminding him, he noticed Baorong who was sitting in the chair, "Hmph! What else can I do? What about that bastard just now? Ask us not to kill him."

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"Head, I think you seem to hate this person very much. Otherwise, we will lynch him, as long as he is not killed. In this way, your hatred will be relieved to some extent. How about you? Ah!" The big man laughed cautiously at the jailer.

"Lynching?" The jailer stared at him with interest, rolling his eyes a few times.

"Yes, yes—" Seeing that the jailer seemed to agree, the big man immediately nodded and bowed in response.

Unexpectedly, the jailer's face changed in the next moment, he raised his hand and slapped the big man's head heavily, and cursed: "What a stupid pig, do you dare to think that you have a lot of shit in your head!" After finishing speaking, he He picked up his ears, and the big man in pain immediately screamed, only to hear him continue to curse: "Do you think that Zhang Qingfeng is a fool or blind, if we use torture privately, he won't be able to tell, you

Court death!Stupid, stupid—" He seemed to be still puzzled, and twisted his ear again, before letting go.

The big man rubbed his red ears desperately, and said aggrievedly: "Then, then what shall we do."

The jailer's small eyes flickered like this, and after taking a look at Baorong, he waved his hand cheerfully to signal the big man to come closer to his ears, but the big man thought the jailer was going to pull his ears, so he refused to put his ears closer.

"Come here—" Seeing that he was delayed coming, the jailer finally lost his patience and shouted.

The big man was frightened, and in the end he moved his ears tremblingly. The jailer whispered a few words in his ear, and then the big man immediately smiled twice.

At this moment, Baorong was already leaning on the back of the chair motionless, because he had already suffered so much, as long as he moved casually, even the slightest and smallest movement would bring unbearable pain to his body. pain of.

There were no tears on his face, maybe he was tired from crying!

In my heart, as if it had been hollowed out, there was nothing left.

In a daze, he seemed to see Xiao Yan staring at him with extremely angry eyes, which was a kind of anger that wished to tear him to pieces.

Is he blaming himself?hehe!He laughed sadly in his heart twice.

As long as Xiao Yan is fine, it will be fine...

In the sleeping hall, brilliant light radiated, and even the sound of candlelight crackling and exploding could be heard clearly.

The broken bells of the crystal curtain swayed, and an imperial doctor came out with a medicine box on his back. The one who passed him by was a guard, but the chief guard was so familiar.

He walked into the crystal curtain, bypassed the brocade screen of mountains and rivers, and then the bright yellow Tenglong Yunjin curtains, red lacquer engraved rosewood tables and chairs, the furnishings were simple and grand, solemn yet luxurious.

At this moment, it was already dawn, and Xiao Yan had just woken up, so he insisted on going to visit Baorong in the cell despite the dissuasion of his father-in-law.

"Your Majesty, this is absolutely impossible! This old slave knows that the Emperor is worried about the safety of Mr. Shao Fu, and this old slave absolutely believes in Mr. Shao Fu's character. He will never do such a thing as endangering the life of the Emperor, but Your Majesty, you have to listen to this old slave! That Mr. Shao Fu stabbed you in front of so many ministers. His crimes cannot be washed away by jumping into the Yellow River. So, Your Majesty, if you If you really want to save Master Shao Fu, you have to come up with a very thorough plan, and you must not act rashly!"

Xiao Yanrou rubbed the aching brows, and the moment Baorong stabbed him with the dagger in his hand, his mind went blank, until the pain came from his chest, he still didn't feel it, he just looked at him fixedly, he could see it , the astonishment and pain in Baorong's eyes, so he firmly believed that Baorong was definitely not voluntary, but was ordered, even manipulated by others.

Xiao Yan rubbed the center of his brows, took a few deep breaths, and said calmly: "I know, you go and send someone to the cell to see how Baorong is doing, and pass on my password by the way, just say that there is no password from me." , no one is allowed to punish Mr. Shaofu. Anyone who violates the order will be beheaded."

"Yes!" As soon as Eunuch Zhang finished speaking, another cool and respectful voice sounded, "Your Majesty!"

Xiao Yan followed the reputation, but saw a man dressed as a guard bowed his head and knelt on the ground, and at the same time heard Eunuch Zhang say: "Your Majesty, this person is the guard that the old slave just mentioned. He was injured, but he insisted on seeing him, so the old slave had no choice but to let him in."

"Understood, you go and do what I told you first!"

"Yes!" Eunuch Zhang retreated in response, but the guard said respectfully again: "This subordinate kowtows to the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor."

Xiao Yan's pale face suddenly turned pale. He lifted the brocade quilt, got up and got out of bed, and personally helped the man who was kneeling on the ground up. While supporting him, he said, "Get up."

"Yes!" The man stood up