I'm a Buddhist foster child

Hitting the ground, He Quan collapsed on the ground, motionless, if not for his weak breathing, he would be like a dead person.

Yang Jian frowned, and said: "You must have suffered a lot in prison, if you find out who ordered you, I will spare your life."

He Quan was dying, and slowly raised his eyelids. This action seemed to consume a lot of his strength.

Yang Jian also said: "The person who instigated you is probably going to kill you now. After all, useless pieces will drag down the game, won't they? Instead of being unable to see the situation clearly and dying in prison in the end, why not follow me?" Better? These days, I really appreciate your nimble hands and feet, and you serve well."

He Quan raised his eyelids again, glanced at Yang Jian, spoke hoarsely, and said something, but his voice was too low, really too low, no one could hear clearly.

Wei Yi immediately walked over, squatted on the ground, and said, "What did you say? Say it again."

He Quan opened his lips again, Wei Yi heard this, and said in surprise: "My lord, He Quan is willing to confess! But please spare his life, my lord."

Yang Jian chuckled, nodded and said, "I keep my word, and I will never break my word. As I said, you are nimble in your hands and feet, and you are good at serving. If you choose someone temporarily, it's not as good as your serving."

Panting heavily, He Quan said in a trembling voice, "Young minister... I am willing to confess."

"The person who instigated the little minister..." He Quan exhausted all his strength, and his voice was a little louder than before, at least everyone in the prison could hear clearly.

Blood was dripping down his cheeks, and he said hoarsely, "The person who instigated the little minister...is the crown prince Yang Guang!"