The male supporting role of the sick beauty who wears Jackie Chan proudly

There was a damp, decaying smell in the air, accompanied by the ticking of water droplets on the ground.

Liang Qing opened her eyes in a daze, and saw the deathly black and a light from the skylight.

A thin voice came from beside him: "My lord, let me push you down."

Liang Qing didn't speak for a while, he felt the chair he was sitting on moved, the movement was extremely slow, he turned his head slightly, his pupils shrank.

This is a well-made wheelchair, and the handle is even covered with a layer of extremely soft cotton cloth.

The dull five senses seemed to be opened in an instant, and Liang Qing immediately smelled the vague smell of blood in the air, and the person beside him said in a low and respectful tone: "Master Liang, thanks for coming. That Young Master Xiao, that is If you don’t want to eat hard and soft, this one came from Prince Yu’s Mansion... Bah, there’s no such thing as Prince Yu’s Mansion anymore.”

Liang Qing was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "What King Yu?"

The old eunuch shook his hand, remembering that the master must hate the people in Prince Yu's mansion, otherwise he would not come to the jailer to interrogate the prisoners every day, and he also hinted many times that the harder the torture, the better.

The old eunuch smiled obsequiously: "The old slave said something wrong."

Liang Qing also saw that the other party was very afraid of her identity, so she said, "Say."

The old eunuch said tremblingly: "It's that Xiao Chengyan, who is so young, but his mouth is hard. No matter what, he refuses to confess his father's collusion with the enemy and treason, and troubles the adults to come and supervise!"

Liang Qing was taken aback for a moment, and the next moment, he suddenly coughed earth-shatteringly.The people around him were in a mess, the prison environment was harsh, and everyone in the prison couldn't find any water for the nobleman to drink for a while, until the people above brought warm tea, and the old eunuch poured it into a clean teacup. Here, hand it to Liang Qing to drink.

Liang Qing took a sip of warm tea before slowly recovering.

King Yu, collaborating with the enemy and treason, Xiao Chengyan...

Gan!

Isn't this a novel he read before!The protagonist of that novel is called Xiao Chengyan, and now, he is a proper Long Aotian.The protagonist suffered hardships when he was young, his family was wronged, his parents were killed by traitors, and Long Aotian's cub was exiled to the wild frontier, and finally became black.

And myself...

Liang Qing lowered her head and saw the dark blue thick and luxurious brocade robe on her body, with intricate cloud patterns embroidered on the cuffs, and the extremely expensive warm jade pendant with pure color on her waist.

More importantly, sitting in this elaborate wheelchair, I have no feeling in my legs, and they are already useless legs.

Moreover, Liang Qing could also clearly feel that this body was not very healthy, as if it was weak, and its spirit was not good.

Liang Qing felt cold.

...He was the cannon fodder Liang Qing who was the villain in the book and had the same name and surname.

With his current status, he should already be the powerful and highly trusted Lord of the Town.

Liang Qing's hand holding the thin teacup trembled slightly. Regardless of how handsome he is now, in the future, Xiao Chengyan, the main character who killed him after killing him, will cut him into pieces!

But now, it sounds like the treason case of King Yu has already happened?

The King Yu case was the source of Xiao Chengyan's blackening, leaving this aside, what happened to the aforementioned day-by-day staring at the interrogation?Did you watch Long Aotian get beaten?

Do you still think you won't be held hostage?

Liang Qing took a deep breath to calm herself down, her voice was hoarse due to coughing: "It's okay, let's go."

Let him see the cub of Long Aotian first, what is going on now.

The old eunuch was startled, as if he felt that Mr. Liang was very gentle today. He couldn't help but raised his head, only to see a slender white hand sticking out from under the wide dark sleeve robe. Because of coughing for a while, Liang Qingben His pale complexion seemed to be flushed with a layer of red, which made his delicate face look like water shining in his eyes.

The old eunuch just glanced at it, then lowered his head in fear. He already knew that Lord Zhen's appearance was surprisingly handsome, but his expression was always sinister. What about 'good looking'?

In the perennially dark and humid prison, there was no dry place to rest his feet. Liang Qing entered a slightly spacious cell, and the torture instruments used for interrogation had been placed on the case table, and each one was more terrifying than the other.

The next moment, there was a sound at the door, Liang Qing turned his head, and saw the jailer dragging a young man in white clothes into the door, and tied him to the pillar roughly.

The white clothes on the young man's body were torn and dirty in many places, soaked in eye-catching bloodstains, his hair was messy, and the strands of hair stuck to his cheeks, he was quite embarrassed.

Liang Qing's heart became even colder.

How to make yourself live longer seems so difficult.

The old eunuch on the side stepped forward and asked: "My lord, the prisoner was hungry all day yesterday, and he will definitely not be able to bear it today. Like the previous two days, let someone give him a lash first?"

Liang Qing frowned, and cast her eyes on Xiao Chengyan, who's lowered eyes suddenly looked at him.

A pair of eyes, hidden in a vigilant, indifferent look, is more of an unconcealable resentment and unbearable pain.

Liang Qing was taken aback.

Because the original book was too long, Liang swallowed it lightly, but now he remembered some of the content mentioned in it.

Xiao Chengyan was arrested and imprisoned after his father, King Yu, had an accident. The original owner's favorite thing was to go to the prison to make trouble.

Seeing Long Aotian being tied up and beaten, and seeing the other party in pain but unwilling to plead guilty, he could only pant and lie on the ground, without food, and suffered all kinds of humiliation. What's more, he used murderous words, tried to Defeat Xiao Chengyan's inner defense...

When I watched it at the time, I only remembered how good it was to bounce back from the slap in the face. Now that I was in the same place, Liang Qing's face darkened, and his brows were furrowed.

Liang Qing said: "Since torture is used, isn't it a method of coercion to make people submit?"

The eunuch didn't expect him to change his words suddenly, and said in a daze, "Yes, that's right, that's it...then the lord wants it?"

Liang Qingdao: "Naturally we want people to plead guilty."

The old eunuch had no choice but to step forward to interrogate Xiao Chengyan, saying: "Young Master Xiao, just two days ago, the emperor found out letters from the Prince Yu's mansion that corresponded with the enemy, and the King Yu tried to plot against Dongchuang after discovering the incident, but was intercepted and killed by the general. , you must have known it, right?"

Xiao Chengyan still didn't speak, but his complexion was even paler.

Liang Qingting's heart was bleeding.

In the original book, those correspondence letters should have been forged by him, so he also became one of the revenge targets of the blackened Long Aotian.

The old eunuch continued: "Young Master Xiao, listen to this old slave's advice. You grew up in the imperial city. How many elders in the capital love you. You are also the emperor's cousin. As long as you confess why your father treasoned the country, your majesty will give you money." There is still a trace of kindness and tolerance for you."

"Young Master Xiao, think about the time when you were once famous in Beijing, with outstanding literary talents and a bright future, don't you want it?"

Liang Qing lowered his eyes, yes, the former Xiao Chengyan was amazingly talented, talented in both literature and martial arts, and had an excellent appearance and temperament. He was the most dazzling and popular son of an aristocratic family in Lin'an City, the capital of South Vietnam.

But these intimidating words were of no use to Xiao Chengyan, his voice was hoarse: "I won't believe anything you say."

He was sober, once he pleaded guilty, the Yu Palace would be accused of treason and collaborating with the enemy.

The old eunuch had no choice but to ask the jailer to come over with a long whip.

In the dim light, Liang Qing saw the barbs on it, and frowned. Drawing on her years of experience in acting, she lowered her voice and said, "Trash."

"Get off all the way."

Because of his coldness, his words seemed a bit powerful, and the people around hurried out, and soon, there were only two people left in the entire prison.

Liang Qing looked at Xiao Chengyan carefully, and didn't know what to say for a moment, and at the moment he himself was a little bit shocked.

He is just an outsider, and he still has an unreal and illusory feeling about this world.

Xiao Chengyan, who was tied to the pillar, moved, the hair on his forehead fell to the side of the ears, his face was dirty, and only the outline of his handsome face could be vaguely seen.

Xiao Chengyan said: "No matter who comes, I will still give the same answer. My father never betrayed the country, never, I believe him."

Stubborn and firm tone.

Liang Qing's heart ached. Xiao Chengyan, the stubborn gentle gentleman who hadn't turned black at first, was a good boy in the eyes of the elders. Even though he knew in his heart that no one would listen, he still had to defend his father.

During the silence, Liang Qing suddenly heard the sound of falling, and saw the ropes on Xiao Chengyan's hands suddenly loosen!

Liang Qing's pupils shrank, and said, "You want to run?"

Xiao Chengyan rushed straight at him, but his injuries were too serious, and his movements were sluggish. Liang Qing had just arrived, and he didn't know how to use a wheelchair. He stretched out his hand to push the wheel, but couldn't move it. He woke up and said, "You want to kill me?"

Xiao Chengyan looked at him with red eyes: "You framed my father."

Liang Qingxin thought that he was careless, and quickly said: "If you kill me now, not only will you not be able to get out of this prison, but you will also lose your life. Besides, how can you be sure that I framed King Yu?"

Xiao Chengyan paused the hand holding the tile, Liang Qing took a deep breath, fortunately, he is still the Xiao Chengyan who has a pure nature and will not hurt others for no reason.

Liang Qing continued: "Why does the dignified King Yu have anything to do with collaborating with the enemy and treason? The murderer must be of high status, and there is more than one person. The prince knows it all? If he kills me, he will have nothing to do with the person who ignored the truth and put the prince in prison." What's the difference?"

Xiao Chengyan looked forbearing, as if enduring pain and grief, like a wounded wolf cub, showing a bit of blood and murderousness, he said: "I will find them one by one, and avenge my father."

"But I know that you must be among them."

Xiao Chengyan is not stupid, no matter how much Liang Qing argues, he is a lackey of the imperial court after all, and his calculations must be indispensable in this matter.

However, even though Xiao Chengyan, who had read the Four Books and Five Classics and studied etiquette and integrity since he was a child, had doubts in his heart, he hesitated for a moment due to the lack of evidence.

Xiao Chengyan barely stood up, went around the back of the chair, trapped Liang Qing's arm, and pressed the sharp mouth of the broken porcelain in his hand against Liang Qing's neck.

The blood from the wound on his arm flowed down onto Liang Qing's chest.

Xiao Chengyan's body was too cold, Liang Qing's body was weak, stimulated by the biting chill and the pungent smell of blood, he lowered his head and coughed in a muffled voice, following his movements, the porcelain piece seemed to be able to pierce into the white flesh in one fell swoop go.

Even Xiao Chengyan's grasped arm was weak and soft, and it seemed that he didn't have the slightest strength to resist.

Xiao Chengyan moved his hand away a little, and frowned.

This body is really too weak, Liang lightly suppressed the fishy sweetness in his throat, and said: "My lord, you coerced me into running away like this, have you ever thought about how Princess Yu should deal with herself?"

Xiao Chengyan paused, and murmured: "Mother is still in the mansion."

Liang Qing doesn't quite remember the details of Princess Yu's plot in the original book. She only remembers that the other party chose to kill herself after being unbearably humiliated in prison. In the original book, Princess Yu's death also accelerated the blackening of the exiled Long Aotian.

Liang Qing said softly: "Princess Yu certainly doesn't want the son to abscond in fear of crime."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was the sound of running footsteps outside, and the cold porcelain was pressed against his skin again, Liang Qing was forced to raise his head.

I saw a jailer running in. Seeing the scene in the cell, he was stunned for a moment, then panicked and knelt down and said, "My lord, Princess Yu... hanged herself in the mansion!"

Liang Qing's heart skipped a beat, wondering if she could keep her head?

Xiao Chengyan was in a daze for a moment, he took a step forward, suddenly lowered his head and spat out a big mouthful of blood.

The injuries and depression in his heart for many days finally broke out, Xiao Chengyan's body flickered, and he fell down.

Liang Qing felt blood splashed all over his body at first, and then his body as heavy as a stone hit him. He looked down at the person who was pressing him in his arms, and felt heavy and icy.

Liang lightly paused, did not push away for a while, but stretched out his hand to hold the young man's shoulder, and with the other hand, dug out the porcelain tile that the other party was holding tightly before he passed out, and hid it in his sleeve robe. Cursed softly: "Little bastard."