Mei Rui was dizzy and a little confused at this time, she listened to Lu Zhen's words for a while before she reacted, and muttered, "Yes, why am I doing this?" ”

The hibiscus on the top of the tent bloomed flourishingly, like a splendid spring light coming into view, but she thought of the sky that had just fallen on his shoulder, and her voice was fluttering: "Why do the guards think I am?" ”

Lu Zhi was thinking about this question after the incident, and he couldn't understand it until now, and the corners of his mouth pressed down slightly: "I'm asking you." ”

"Maybe it's for money, and maybe it's for people," she lay on the bed, her black hair spread out, and her eyes flowed, "what the guards think I'm for, that's what they're for!" ”

He felt that there seemed to be something wrong with her, much more presumptuous than her usual caution, and there was a sickly flush on her pale face due to excessive blood loss, Lu Zhi raised his hand to cover her forehead, and it was really hot.

She was burned and confused, she couldn't even care about the injuries on her body, she struggled to get up, but she gasped in pain, Lu Zhi avoided her injuries and pressed her back to the bed, frowning: "Don't make trouble." ”

The tone was somehow contaminated with spoiling, which even Lu Zhi himself didn't notice, Mei Rui listened to his words and settled down, muttering that she didn't know what to say, there was no one in the hall, Lu Zhi listened to it, only heard the intermittent sentences, and couldn't speak. Just as she was about to sit back, she looked down and saw her delicate collarbone.

Because of the wound on her shoulder, it was the doctor who took off the blood-stained clothes for her, bandaged the wound and changed into new clothes, the neckline was not covered tightly, and the white skin was reflected in his eyes, and there was a red sand under the collarbone, the red in the snow was particularly attractive.

The look in Lu Zhi's eyes darkened, and her whisper sounded in her ears again, as if she was afraid of being discovered, he pulled away suddenly, and after being quiet for a while, he felt that there was no movement behind him, and then slowly turned his head, she was still lying there, with a stack of sounds in her mouth, shouting for water.

There is a relationship between her and him, Lu Zhi got up and poured a glass of water for her and came back, bowed down and gently held the back of her neck with his hand, and put the mouth of the cup to her lips. She was still a little conscious, and after the two dry lips were attached to the mouth of the cup, she spontaneously took a small sip, Lu Zhi patiently fed her half a cup, and saw her frowns furrowed, and slowly let her lie down again.

It seems easy to get distracted when you look at her.

Lu Zhi was putting the cup back on the table when Fu San'er came in from outside, and after greeting him, he lowered his voice and said, "My lord, there is a palace maid outside, crying to see Aunt Mei Rui." ”

He frowned: "Who?" ”

"She said her name was Huaizhu."

Huaizhu, Lu Zhi remembered this name, it seemed to be the palace maid who lived with her, the two were very affectionate, he turned his head to look at the person lying on the bed, and bowed his head thoughtfully: "I know, go out and have a look." ”

As soon as he went out, he saw the palace maid standing at the bottom of the stairs with red eyes, he stood indifferently in front of the white jade steps, looking at Huaizhu, and didn't know what he was thinking. Huaizhu panicked when he heard the news of Mei Rui's accident, and he couldn't take care of any rules, and heard that Mei Rui was placed in the Lin De Palace, so he ran over without thinking about it, but was stopped outside by the strict guards, saying that the guards had an order, and idle people were not allowed to enter.

She was on the verge of hitting the similar-looking Praetorian guards, and if they didn't let her in to see Ruirui, she'd die for them! It was at this moment that the rumored Lord Protector came out of the hall, with wide sleeves and a big coat, and stood there looking at her with his back hand, so imposing.

Where did Huaizhu care so much, she didn't have gold under her knees, and she knelt on the ground with a plop, which hurt her knees, but I heard that Rui Rui had slashed those assassins more than a dozen times, and the knives were all critical, compared to Rui Rui's pain, this was nothing. Not to be that mighty and unyielding gentleman, she bowed her head and kowtowed to Lu Zhi a few times, and choked up: "The slave and Aunt Mei Rui are more affectionate than Jin, and please let the slave and maid go in to see Aunt Mei Rui for the last time." ”

Lu Zhi frowned when he heard this, what kind of love is better than Jin Jian, what is the last look. He looked at Huaizhu, who was lying on the ground, and said lightly: "What do you use to prove that you are friendly with her?" ”

Huaizhu was choked for a moment, does this also need to be proven, this protector is really outrageous, she pondered for a moment, and resolutely replied: "With the relationship between the slave and the maid and her, she sleeps on her feet." ”

Rao is Lu Zhi is restrained, and she was stunned, Fu San'er couldn't help laughing on the side, Lu Zhi slowed down for a moment before saying, "Take her in." ”

"Thank you for the great grace of the Protector!" Huaizhu suddenly felt that Lu Zhi was not so hateful, and she looked a little handsome, but just because of this, she didn't agree with Rui Rui to follow him. Huaizhu got up from the ground and patted the ashes on her knees, lifted her skirt and was about to go inside, and when she passed by Lu Zhen, she heard him say: "She is just injured, not the end of the crossbow, be quiet after entering, don't wake her up." ”

Leaving Huaizhu stunned in place, Lu Zhi walked away, he also had to interrogate the assassins who were imprisoned in the torture room, he couldn't keep guarding her, thinking that if she woke up and could see the people close to her, her mood would probably be a little better.

Huaizhu watched Lu Zhi walk away in a daze, and when she came back to her senses, Fu San'er's smiling face was in front of her, and she frowned: "This father-in-law, have we met somewhere?" ”

Fu San'er remembered the night in Taiye Pool, and hurriedly covered his face with his sleeve, and coughed lowly: "You recognize the wrong person, we haven't seen it." ”

As he spoke, he slapped his sleeves into the hall: "Miss Huaizhu, please." ”

*

Lu Zhi entered Nanya's torture room, Mei Rui fell asleep for a long time, he came after seeing her wake up, and his guards were busy saluting him when they saw him coming, he walked to the torture room with his hands behind his back, and asked as he walked: "Have those people confessed?" ”

The guard shook his head and said, "No, my mouth is very tight." A few of them had poison hidden in their mouths, and they were discovered by their subordinates, and they even pulled out their teeth, otherwise they would have committed suicide by taking poison. ”

"Want to die?" Lu Zhi hooked the corners of his lips, showing cruelty in the gloomy torture room, "How can it be cheaper for them to die as easily as death." He glanced at the person next to him, "I gave you half a day, but you haven't confessed yet, do you want me to go to the trial in person?" ”

The guards were shocked by his laughter, and buried their heads: "It's the subordinates who are ineffective, please punish the adults." ”

Lu Zhi didn't look at him anymore, and went straight around the cold and damp corridor, the door of the torture room was old, and it was stained with the blood of many sinners in the past, and the guards pushed the door open for him, and he slowly paced in, and the jailer with the barbed whip inside saw him, stopped what he was doing, and knelt sideways and saluted him: "I've seen the guards." ”

He motioned for them to get up, and there were three of them in the morning, and the rest of the diviners were kept in another cell, each of them covered in wounds, whipped or burned, and the bones of the ribs were pierced by barbs, and the blood flowed uncontrollably. He looked particularly noble in this filth and filth, shining like a white wall, but when he looked at the criminal, he did not see disgust, but a fierce anger swept under his eyes.

Lu Zhi took a knife handed by the jailer, and the prisoner had almost collapsed due to the torture for half a day, he tilted his head, and the jailer carried a wooden bucket filled with salt water and threw it on the prisoner. The wound was stabbed by the salt water, and the man suddenly became conscious, and a bright white knife was pressed against his jaw, and he struggled to raise his eyes, and only the man's meticulously concealed neckline and flawless jaw could be seen.

The hand holding the knife was slightly stronger, and the blade was embedded in the flesh, and the prisoner had already received many punishments, and this small injury and pain was nothing, and he said arrogantly: "Lu Gelding, Lao Tzu only hates that he has never taken your dog's life, is there something missing on his body, and his skills are much faster?" You can dodge that knife fast enough! ”

His voice was muddy, as if there was blood in his throat, and sure enough, he spit out to Lu Zhi in the next moment, and the tangled branch lotus in front of him was blurred by filth, and the prisoner laughed: "What a bullshit guard!" Bah, I'm not a rootless thing, a cheap thing, why didn't you be so noble when you climbed the dragon bed before? Now that the old emperor has died, are you still ready to climb into the little emperor's bed! ”

The people in the torture room were in a cold sweat when they heard this, and some of the words that circulated in the hidden corners were exposed in front of them in a grand manner, which made people even more frightened.

Lu Zhen's expression was gloomy, and with a push of his hand forward, the tip of the knife was inserted straight into the throat of the prisoner, and the prisoner's eyes widened in horror, and blood gushed out and splashed on his jaw, as if a little cinnabar was dotted on that crowned face, charming and enchanting. Listening to the roar of the gong but unable to say a clear word, the corner of his mouth hooked: "Have you ever heard of the roasted pork slices?" ”

He took out a white handkerchief from his bosom, wiped the blood from his face, and wiped his hand by the way, beckoned to the side, and a jailer handed him a knife again, and the soldering iron in the torture room was burned red, he wiped the blade with the bloody handkerchief, and said casually: "Take it." ”

A wolf dog was slowly led in from the outside, and the eyes of the three people tied to the torture rack widened, and he approached the prisoner who had a dagger stuck in his throat and was still bleeding outward, and he was slender and clean with a knife in his hand, and slowly cut off a piece of flesh from the man's face.

Mori's white cheekbones and bright red flesh were exposed to the humid air of the torture chamber as the flesh peeled off, and even the wails of the prisoners became hideous and terrifying.

The fairy-like man took the piece of flesh and skin with his knife, slowly walked to the soldering iron, leaned down, the firelight illuminated his impeccable face, he smiled, and his slightly drooping eyes reflected the ghostly ghost.

The meat slice that had just been cut was roasted, and he threw it in front of the wolf dog with a flip of his wrist, and the hungry wolf dog swallowed the meat slice with a lick of his tongue, and he didn't know how to eat it, and his front paws were propped on the ground, and he whipped at Lu Shu twice, wagging his tail desperately, waiting for the next feeding.

"What a dog who can't be fed." Lu Zhi chuckled, he was a Shura from hell, wearing a warm and handsome skin, stepping on white bones to get to the present, and he couldn't hide the accumulation of killing in his hands.

The previous prisoner had already only had the qi in and not the qi out, he squinted his eyes, looked at the other two prisoners, and slowly compared the tip of the knife, "So, which piece of meat is better to cut next?" ”