This Marshal of the Palace

Early the next morning, Yan Ci and Ye Qingling went to the Third Prince's Mansion in a carriage.

"What came out of the interrogation?" One entered the mansion and the two went straight to the study to find Ye Jingyuan.

"Look for yourself." Ye Jingyuan threw a dozen papers to Yan Ci, his brows were slightly wrinkled and his eyes were slightly blue, looking very tired.

After taking the typed paper, he frowned after reading only one or two sheets of Yan Ci.

"What a mess, Nanhua and Beiyan for a while, and the saintess of Xijiang will come out later? Do you believe in this kind of thing?" Yan Ci threw the paper on the table after reading it less than half. annoyed.

With just a few sheets of paper, Nanhua Beiyan has already been involved, so is it necessary to also involve Xijiang and even the major sects in Jianghu?

"After interrogating for so long, no matter how you interrogate him, you always use this kind of rhetoric." Ye Jingyuan sat on the chair and pressed his temple with some headaches. In this short period of time, he basically interrogated Zhu Fatty day and night, but Zhu Fatty also It's a hard bone, and it's such a set of rhetoric.

"Take me there." Yan Ci stood up, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, but Ye Qingling who was beside him didn't notice because he concealed it well.

Ye Jingyuan nodded and stood up. Fatty Zhu's place is in a secret room at the bottom of the Third Prince's Mansion.

At the entrance of the secret road, Yan Ci stopped and grabbed Ye Qingling: "You and Yan Xin go out to have some snacks." The places where criminals are interrogated are mostly cold and humid, not to mention torture is the best way to face stubborn people Method, she didn't want Ye Qingling to see those pictures, and she didn't want her to see how she looked when she was interrogating Fatty Zhu.

"I want to accompany you." Ye Qingling naturally guessed what the secret room would be like, but she just wanted to accompany Ah Ci.

"Qingling, the methods of interrogation are very cruel. I don't want you to see such a cruel scene. I promise, I will come out in half an hour, okay?" Yan Ci put down his voice and leaned against Ye Qingling's side to promise softly. A finger touched Ye Qingling's palm and hooked it.

Ye Qingling couldn't bear Yan Ci's deliberately soft voice, and with her repeated assurances, she reluctantly agreed to wait for her outside, but if Yan Ci didn't come out after half an hour, she would go in.

Seeing Ye Qingling walking away, Yan Ci's originally smiling face instantly became cold, and there was a little cruelty in his indifferent eyes.

"Let's go." Walking into the secret passage first, Yan Ci's smell of blood became stronger the further he walked.

At the end, Ye Jingyuan took Yan Ci and turned into a small secret room. Inside stood two men in black clothes with torture tools, and in the middle hung a man covered in blood who looked like Fatty Zhu.

"This subordinate has met His Highness the Third Highness, son-in-law." The two, Ye Jingyuan and Yan Ci, walked in and immediately put down the torture tools to greet them.

"Well, how did the interrogation go?" Ye Jingyuan watched as the two of them lost their usual gentleness.

"Return to Your Highness, what this person said is exactly the same as before, without any change." The man on the left replied.

Ye Jingyuan frowned, and turned his head to look at Yan Ci who was standing aside: "You see, I have used all the instruments of torture here."

There are indeed a lot of irons, iron whips, pincers, and various instruments of torture. The blood on the ground has also solidified, and it still feels a little sticky when stepped on.

Looking at Fatty Zhu again, the iron chains tightly locked his limbs and hung him in the air, and the two iron hooks passed through the lute bone, all of his martial arts were abolished, and his figure also lost a lot of weight. It can be seen that he has received a lot of punishment. .

"Wake him up." Yan Ci raised his head, and pulled out a half-length sharp knife from the back of his waist with his backhand.

The two picked up the salt water and poured it on Fatty Zhu. The pain from the wound made Fatty Zhu wake up from a coma.

Yan Ci seized the opportunity, flicked a black object with his fingertips and shot it straight into Fatty Zhu's mouth.

"What did you feed me?" Fatty Zhu couldn't see the person in front of him clearly when he first woke up, and just about to spit out the thing, he found that the thing had melted in his mouth and had slid down his throat.

"Don't vomit, the medicine melts in the mouth and exerts its power as soon as it enters the stomach." Yan Ci tilted his head and watched with interest as Fatty Zhu kept trying to vomit something but couldn't vomit anything.

"I don't have much time, half an hour, if you explain everything clearly, I can give you pain, but if you still want to talk nonsense like before, don't blame my ruthless subordinates." Into Fatty Zhu, a smile without any smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I've been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, but I fell for the way of you, a brat. I'll take it all if I want to kill or cut Grandpa." Walking in, Fatty Zhu recognized Yan Ci's unusually ferocious expression.

Yan Ci lowered his head and smiled, the movement of his hands changed, and the sharp knife slashed across Fatty Zhu's arm, bringing up a thin slice of meat.

"This boning knife is really a good knife. It's extremely sharp and easy to carry around." Yan Ci picked up the piece of meat with the tip of the knife and put it in front of Fatty Zhu with a smile. .”

The piece of meat was so thin that when you picked it up, you could still see the bloodshot and muscle veins on it.

Fatty Zhu gritted his teeth and didn't answer, his eyes were full of anger when he saw his weapon held in Yan Ci's hands.

"I know I can't ask anything, because you don't know. To those people, you are just a pathetic killing tool, and what can the tool know?" Any voice, a faint voice is somewhat mocking and sad.

Ye Jingyuan and those two people standing behind listened to Yan Ci's words and their eyes widened, wanting to see what Yan Ci would do next.

"Fart, my lord said that as long as I seize the imperial power of Dongxia, I will be one of the four protectors, with one person under ten thousand." Fatty Zhu's eyes were reddened by Yan Ci's shock, and his face became even more ferocious. The iron chains made a rattling sound.

Yan Ci was still smiling, and another piece of meat fell from Fatty Zhu's body with a sharp knife slip: "But you can't wait until then, you have been imprisoned here for so long, has your so-called master ever done anything? To put it bluntly , you are an abandoned child, an abandoned child who doesn't know anything and has no function."

Fatty Zhu roared, but Yan Ciquan acted as if he didn't hear it. General's movements became faster and faster, and more and more pieces of meat piled up on the ground.

After a while, Fatty Zhu's arm was picked off by Yan Ci, revealing the white arm bone.The most amazing thing is that even so, Fatty Zhu is still alive, and even has the strength to curse.

"It's boring." Yan Ci shook the knife, shook off the few drops of blood sticking to it, turned and walked out of the secret room, leaving a sentence: "You all heard what he said, right, he won't live long, wait Let's deal with it in a while, so as not to stink."

The three people behind them all looked shocked, they could make people tell the truth with a few provocative words and then cut their arms. What kind of interrogation method is this?

Yan Ci ignored the three of them, walked out along the secret passage, turned a corner and saw Ye Qingling sitting in the pavilion by the lake.

The movement of her feet quickened, Yan Ci originally wanted to jump directly to Ye Qingling's side, but the bloody smell on her body forced her to stop.

"A Ci." Yan Ci stopped not far from the pavilion, and there was nothing obstructing her view. Ye Qingling saw her in a blink of an eye.

He walked over slowly, dodged Ye Qingling and took her hand to explain: "I was too close to the blood just now, and the smell of blood is strong. I will hug you after bathing." Although I tried my best not to get blood on my body, but away If Qing Ling touched her, she would inevitably smell of blood as well.

"Have you asked all you want to ask?" Ye Qingling also smelled the bloody smell on Yan Ci's body, but she, who always loves Jie, still held Yan Ci and dragged him to the stone bench to sit down, while Shu Sitting comfortably on her lap.

"Well, the medicine given by the teacher's mother is very effective, and he said it without much effort." Yan Ci nodded and said, and by the way, he took the pastry that Ye Qingling handed to his mouth.

Today's trial went so smoothly because of the pill she popped into Fatty Zhu's mouth at the very beginning, which can make people unable to tell all the things hidden in their hearts under the rage. The disadvantage is that after taking the medicine, the person usually They couldn't survive three hours.

"Well, then you can cultivate yourself in the mansion." Seeing Yan Ci's cheeks bulging because of chewing, Ye Qingling poked with her fingertips amusedly, seeing that Yan Ci didn't dodge. Presumptuously, she pressed her fingertips on her cheeks and moved with Yan Ci's chewing.

"Qingling, I'm full." Swallowing the pastry with difficulty, Yan Ci pressed Ye Qingling's hand to take the pastry.In such a short period of time, she has eaten no less than ten cakes. Although she likes to eat sweets, this is not the way to eat them, and the cakes are dry. She hasn't had a sip of water until now, so she really can't eat them all. .

Ye Qingling regretted letting go of her fingers on Yan Ci's cheeks, but pinched Yan Ci's ears with bad intentions, pinching here and there, having a great time.

"Qingling." Yan Ci hugged Ye Qingling's waist helplessly and lifted her up so that she could sit more comfortably. God knows when her Qingling became so childish. Where has all that grace and tenderness gone?

"A Ci, how did this injury come about?" Ye Qingling suddenly saw a strange scar on the back of Yan Ci's neck near the back. It went down vertically. The color of the scar was black but faintly pink. It looks hideous, but it feels as soft as touching a piece of warm jade.

Yan Ci touched it by himself, and said in a nonchalant tone: "I have had it since I was a child, and the master said that it was an injury I suffered at that time, so I was sent to the Valley of Miraculous Doctors for treatment. Now when we meet, there is no serious problem, but it is ugly. .”

"It's not ugly." Ye Qingling touched the scar, which stretched from the back of Yan Ci's neck to his back, and he couldn't see the other side. One can imagine how long the scar was. how painful.

"Well, it's not ugly if you say it's not ugly, and this scar can't be removed." Yan Ci was a little sleepy while holding the person in his arms, and his tone became a little lazy.