steal light

I don't know how long it took before someone opened the door of Ye Donglan's cell. He looked up and saw two ferocious guards, their eyes darkened, still curled up in the corner. A guard came and kicked him, "Are you blind?" , I don’t know how to roll myself.”

The one standing at the door clicked his tongue, "Take it easy, he is not that little eunuch."

"I don't care who he is," the man grabbed Ye Donglan's shoulders and forcefully lifted him up as if he was going to break his bones, "If you dare to kill the prince, he will end up worse than that eunuch. "

Ye Donglan opened his mouth, his throat was dry and tight, "I didn't."

The two people were already holding him out on both sides, "I don't care if you have it, what's the use of telling me."

Ye Donglan thought that everyone would poke him in the back and scold him for harming his master, and thought of the disappointment and pain in Yu Wenzhe's clean eyes, she became inexplicably stubborn, broke away from the restraint of the two, and shouted in a broken voice, "No, no Yes, I don't."

"I didn't harm the Tenth Prince, I won't!"

The jailer didn't expect Ye Donglan to make such a fuss, as if he had been touched, he slapped Ye Donglan directly in the eyes of many prisoners watching.

That slap was so powerful that the sound resounded through the dungeon. Someone next to him gasped. There is a warm feeling, as if blood is dripping down.

Ye Donglan was dragged into the interrogation room in a daze. There was a burning charcoal basin inside. The musty smell was mixed with the smell of coke. People who smoked it could not open their eyes. Various instruments of torture took up half of the room. Ye Donglan was tied to the rack, and many people surrounded him with contemptuous faces.

The two jailers who brought him called the leader

first.

Qiu Yushou dismissed the two of them and walked up to Ye Donglan. He bent slightly, his eyes rested on the palm print on Ye Donglan's face, he smiled, his tone was gloomy, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter to wrap its prey It is generally chilling, "Young Master Ye is suffering."

Ye Donglan hadn't slowed down yet, so he opened his eyes to look at him with difficulty, and the man had already walked back and sat down, "You have lived a comfortable life in this palace, everyone calls you Mr. Ye, the prince will never leave you!" But you have to know that when I enter here, I am the rule, and you can answer whatever I ask later, after interrogating that stubborn little eunuch all night, my people are also tired and don’t want to do anything.”

After finishing speaking, before Ye Donglan could reply, the man asked, "Why did you harm the prince?"

Ye Donglan was stunned, thinking that his first question would be whether or not, but he didn't expect it to be why. He shook his head and replied, "I didn't harm the prince."

Qiu Prison raised his eyebrows, "I think you didn't hear me clearly. I asked you why, but didn't ask if you did."

Ye Donglan closed his eyes, the rope on his body was hurting, and he was struggling to breathe, "Since there is no one, why did it come?"

Prison Chief Qiu seemed not to waste his words, so he winked, and someone stepped forward to grab Ye Donglan's right hand.

Before Ye Donglan could understand his intention, he felt a sharp pain from the tip of his index finger, his fingers connected to his heart, he felt a needle as long as one finger pierced through his fingertip, as if it had pierced his finger.

"Ah——" Ye Donglan clenched his fist tightly with his left hand, trembling all over his body, and let out a low cry from his throat. Thin sweat was already dripping from his forehead. Inch deep, almost fainting from the pain.