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[165] Finale(1/4)

Wen Beiyao's smile froze. He turned away and took a few deep breaths to make his voice sound normal: "You should eat something. If the third princess wakes up, she will definitely be angry when she sees you like this."

He shook his head lightly: "Otherwise... Liangzi would feel sorry for me... and would wake up earlier..."

"You are really..." Wen Beiyao looked at him helplessly and had to change the subject: "Why is the emperor willing to give you the fairy grass? What are the conditions?"

Yun Qingmin stretched out his hand and gently stroked Guo Yixue's eyebrows, his dark eyes soft: "Everyone in the 'Palace' will be at his mercy for a year."

"Are you crazy?" Wen Beiyao stared at him with wide eyes and looked at him in disbelief: "One year! Not one hour and one month! You actually gave him such a good condition!"

"It doesn't matter."

Wen Beiyao really wanted to strangle him to death.

If everyone in the 'palace' is asked by that ambitious man Yunle to occupy neighboring countries, one day is enough. If this is true, if one year goes by, the world will be in chaos!

"You are really a lunatic!" He cursed in a low voice, waved his hand and strode out of the room: "To have such an irrational palace master like you is such a misfortune for the palace!"

Yun Qingmin rolled up a strand of Guo Yixue's hair with his fingertips and murmured: "Madman? Am I a madman? Liangzi... If you don't wake up, I will really become a madman..."

**

Dark underground cell.

Underfoot, the ground was damp.

The tip of the nose is filled with the stench of decay.

At hand, a dilapidated wall covered with moss.

The environment is really bad.

The further inside, the louder the screams became.

He lightly covered his mouth, frowned, and was dressed in white, unstained, like an immortal descending from the earth.

"Help me...save me...ah!!!"

The screams became louder and louder.

He frowned even more tightly, and finally stopped at a cell in the innermost cell. There were two crosses inside, and two people were tied to them. They were both wearing guard uniforms.

Outside the cell, the man in black opened the chain and opened the door.

The man in white walked in and shook his head: "This environment is too bad."

"Yes, I will clean it up immediately tomorrow." The man in black lowered his head and responded.

Upon hearing this, the people in other cells screamed at the same time:

"Spare your life...please spare your life..."

They clearly know that 'cleaning up' means removing each of them from a part of their body to 'vacate' more 'space'. In good times, it is a finger or a toe.

When it's bad, it's two feet, or two hands, or 'brothers'.

The man in white seemed not to have heard the screams of the others. He held the handle of the fan in his hand and lifted the chin of one of the people on the cross: "Tsk, tsk, how many days have you been here? Why do you look so miserable?"

The strong corrosive smell in the air makes people want to feel sick.

The man in white looked at a bucket nearby, his eyes cold and hot: "How many taels of meat is this?"

The man in black took a few steps forward: "Just half a pound."

"Hmm... not bad, let's continue like this, half a day a day, remember not to lose too much blood." The man in white raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly.

The man in black lowered his head: "Yes."

The man in white turned his eyes and looked at the hand of the man on the cross: "Tsk, tsk."

The flesh on his left hand was cut off piece by piece with a knife. The flesh and blood were blurred, and his bones could be seen with the naked eye.

That right hand was intact, with vivid contrast and terrifying chill.

The same goes for the other man on the cross.

The man in white sighed softly: "Oh, it's okay if you don't recognize your master, but you are still messing around with your master. Tsk, tsk, you are very brave. You dare to touch the third princess. Even I dare not touch you. I admire you, your courage is commendable.

, but you still have to pay the price for your actions, don’t worry, you will be free in another month."

Freedom, in short, death.

The two people on the cross were powerless and groaned weakly, unable to even raise their heads: "Help...save...save...life..."

The man in white patted his sleeves, turned around and walked out of the cell: "Take good care of them, but don't let them die by mistake."

"Yes!" The man in black responded.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he stopped and turned to look at the cell next door, "Ah, I really have a bad memory, I forgot to visit the only woman in this cell."

The man in black understood immediately, took the key, and opened the chain of the cell next door.

The man in white walked in and saw a squirming thing on the ground.

He looked down.

A woman with disheveled hair, her mouth was gagged with a piece of cloth, and her hands and feet were tied tightly with hemp rope.

"Uhhh!!! Uhhhh!!!"

The woman screamed, her eyes were blood red, and tears continued to flow out.

"Tsk tsk..."

The man in white took a few steps in her direction, then stopped a few steps away.

The woman squirmed desperately, trying to get close to him.

"Oh, let me tell you, your end will definitely be miserable. Tsk, don't you regret pretending to be the third princess..." The man in white looked at her and shook his head: "Qin Liang, Qin Liang, come on

The first time Qingmin let you go, it was when his heart was still warm. This time, you said, otherwise

Is it you? Could such a big thing happen to the third princess? Moreover, many people have seen with their own eyes that you and the second prince’s people are planning this matter. Tsk...you regret it. Don’t be afraid. Don’t be afraid.

, they don’t dare to touch you, and they won’t kill you, don’t worry, don’t be afraid..."

Qin Liang cried silently, his eyes full of fear, life was worse than death.

Day and night, I have to listen to the screams of other cells, and day and night, I have to watch the people in other cells being chopped off, but they can't kill me, and others don't kill me.

As time goes by, it would be strange if I didn't go crazy.

The man in white walked out of the cell step by step, and finally stopped in front of the only cell where sunlight could shine.

He did not let the man in black open the chain, and stood outside with a slight curl of his lips: "Second Prince, are you still alive?"

"Wen, Bei, Yao, Yun, Qing, Min." The face of the man inside was covered by a head of black hair, but his voice was filled with gnashed teeth and hatred.

"Oh, maybe, it's okay, otherwise it would be difficult for me to communicate with Qingmin." The man in white chuckled, pointed to a small bucket in the cell, and said: "How do your own tendons and hamstrings look? It's pleasing to the eye.

Bar?"

"I'm going to kill you! Kill you!" the man shouted hysterically.

"Tsk tsk, practice hard, ah, when you improve, come and kill us again, ah, work hard, come on!" The man in white smiled again, and then slowly walked away.

Vaguely, I heard him say: "Hey, this air is a bit bad."

"Yes, we will clean it up immediately tomorrow."

There were screams one after another.

The people in the cell knew that they would be 'bleeded', two-thirds of a bucket per person, but they would never die.

This is the dungeon of the Palace, it is simply hell.

Except for the people who manage the dungeon or the elders who have been in the palace for a long time and those with higher status, no one knows that such a place exists in the world.

Once you enter the dungeon, you will never want to come out, unless it is a corpse, a mutilated corpse.

**

in the room.

Yun Qingmin helped Guo Yixue out of the potion as he had done a few days ago, and gently wiped the water droplets off her body. After all the steps were completed, he slowly helped her to the bedside and lay down, twisting the quilt.

.

He sat on the edge of the bed, still holding her hand tightly, neither shaking nor relaxing.

Looking at her pale face, which had not changed in several days, he lowered his head, kissed her lips gently, and murmured: "Ryoko...it's the sixth day..."

Bingxin Pill can only last for seven days.

"Ryoko... don't leave me... don't... don't go... don't you want to see our child... don't you want to... look at me again... Liangzi... open your eyes and take a look at me...

Okay... Ryoko..."

"Ryoko... don't leave me... Liangzi... I'm going to face the wall and face the wall for a year... okay... you wake up... supervise me to face the wall, don't let me be lazy... okay... Liangzi... don't leave

…”

Transparent liquid flowed from his eyes and dripped on her face.

"Ryoko...please...don't go...don't go..."
To be continued...
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