It is rare for the Queen Mother to show weakness, half out of respect for the first senior monk in the Great Departure Country, and half out of her own selfishness. Even if she saw Yin Suwen holding a sharp knife on the wall shadow and intending to commit murder to herself, even if she had been saddened, the Queen Mother still didn't want to see Yin Suwen die unjustly.

"If she is really innocent, the mourning family will not wronged an innocent person for nothing. It's just that the Punishment Department has always been slow to do things, so ??????"

The Queen Mother's words stopped at the word "so", and she no longer went down in detail, but looked at Xinche for a while, and Xinche glanced back and immediately understood the other party's intentions.

"The Queen Mother is merciful, and the poor monks are grateful. During the 10-day period, we will do our best to prove the innocence of the parties. ”

Xinche's long body stood tall and stood with his hands folded and bent down in salute, not even noticing that somewhere in his heart the cordon that was originally so tight that it was about to break was finally relaxed for a moment.

If it weren't for the urgent letter he received in the quiet incense hall that day, if he hadn't personally experienced the experience with the Queen Mother's dignitaries at this moment, he wouldn't have felt the long-lost sense of confusion so truly. It feels like the last time it appeared was at the moment when Yin Suwen fell off the cliff, and for months before and after, every extremely intense mood swing seemed to always happen because of Yin Suwen. This kind of situation was originally what Xin Che resisted the most, but at the moment, he couldn't care much about it, after all, compared to Yin Suwen's life and death, it seemed that his doubts were a little worthless.

In a pitch, he intuitively felt that the Queen Mother had gotten up and walked to his side, and when he turned around, he was personally helped by the Queen Mother.

"Since ancient times, no outsider has ever been able to interfere in the internal affairs of the harem as a monk. I don't know if this move of the mourning family is an exception for the master, or if the master is making an exception for Yin Suwen. ”

The Queen Mother stepped forward a few steps forward and was very close to Xinche, more like sticking to her ears. This statement is not only a deliberate reminder, reminding himself that he is not really ignorant of Yin Suwen, so he can coax and deceive, but also a suspicious inquiry, exploring how the old friendship between Yin Suwen and Xinche can be so deep that he can forget his life and death.

The speaker listened intentionally and had a heart, even if he was so cold as Xinche, his ears turned red for a while.

"The Queen Mother's grace, my heart is clear and I dare not forget."

"Master should know that Zhi'en always has to be repaid."

The Queen Mother's weakly held palm flipped into a posture of gently patting Yu Xinche's arm, obviously asking for benefits unceremoniously. The action seems to be intimate and trusting.

"There is loneliness in this palace. There are many ignorant people, and the mourning family has really become a miserable and mournful lonely family. If Master Xinche is willing to accept the position of national teacher, it will be a good thing for you and me. ”

The Queen Mother is shrewd, so naturally she will not sell favors for nothing. I also got one of my wishes. There were once so many high-sounding reasons that could not be invited to the eminent monks. Now it seems that it is not as useful as a Yin Suwen.

It sounds like a well-intentioned consolation, but it's an invisible soft knife. While holding his throat against his heart, he said, "If you stay, you can temporarily save Yin Suwen's life." ”

Yin Suwen is a little weakness hidden under his King Kong armor, and only a person with a sharp mind and a keen emotion like the Queen Mother can see through it at a glance. Xinche was poked in the underbelly. But he is still dying.

"The Queen Mother's kindness is in a compassionate heart, it shouldn't be bargaining, not to mention that you are not such a layman."

"No, no, no, Master Xinche, this is going to be wrong. The mourning family is really just a layman, and he is not good at helping others. As for this matter, whether it is an equivalent exchange or not, Master can think about it again. ”

After the Queen Mother finished speaking, she seemed to be in a good mood, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved into a shallow smile, and she rolled up her sleeves and turned around before leaving, and a few steps away, she heard a quiet and powerful voice in her heart.

"Thanks to the love of the Queen Mother, my heart should obey my fate."

After all, the one who gallops the Six Realms without fear can only be the real gods and Buddhas, not the heart clarity, at least not the heart clarity at this time. The weakness of ordinary people is a life that cannot be avoided by those who practice martial arts, and for Xinche, it is more like a lingering demon who cannot save himself.

The Queen Mother and him each took a step back, and it was still a tie, but he experienced some helplessness and difficulty in compromise. Fortunately, his obedience was effective when he was established.

In exchange for agreeing, although Yin Suwen was in prison, he could get a decree that was clearly protected by a special order, and he could ensure a minimum of food, clothing, and health before the truth was revealed. Aunt Cui personally went to the dungeon to convey the Queen Mother's message, and Xinche, as a close old friend of the party, could go with her at the same time.

Originally, he just came to save Yin Suwen's life, but as for the opportunity to meet, it was more appropriate than not to see him. With the decisive agreement he made with Yin Suwen before, he should have politely declined at this moment, but the words turned into a sentence of "thank you".

Yin Suwen had already been transferred to the deepest floor of the dungeon, and the moment before Xin Che entered the door to visit, she was tied to a filthy humanoid pillar, her limbs bound and unable to speak.

The Queen Mother's previous hint of protection was originally conveyed in place, but she couldn't bear the burden of another serious crime, and He Caiwei used a lot of thought to deliberately "take care", so the whipping was inevitable, and the jailer who carried out the whipping was even more deliberately selected a good hand.

The special torture instrument was in the hands of the experienced jailer, and Yin Suwen could only see the increasingly blurred whip shadow flashing in front of him, gradually turning into a trance glimmer, and finally completely disappeared into the darkness.

She has experience in flogging, and when she was young, she was at odds with Yin Yuan, and her father's rattan whip often fell on her. At that time, the purpose was to whip the blood, so that she could remember the lesson and know how to be obedient. At this time, it was completely different, the other party's purpose was only to vent his anger, and the extremely skillful wrist ups and downs all hit her most fragile and painful joint meridians. The pain was all in the bones, but only a shallow red mark could be seen on Yin Suwen's skin.

Until he didn't feel the pain and could only hear the sound of the whipping gradually, Yin Suwen felt that he couldn't stand it anymore. When she was beaten several times before, she had deliberately raised her strength to resist, but her strength was exhausted, but her body was weak and her thoughts were clear, and she knew that as long as she was unconscious and turned her head, she would be charged with the name of committing suicide in fear of sin, and there was really no more way out.

A heart-piercing pain was followed by a gushing stream of salty liquid filling his mouth and nose. Yin Suwen tried his last bit of strength to bite the tip of his tongue and try to sober himself up, but the position was not accurate, the strength was not properly bitten and bitten the wrong place, and the next moment he felt that all the thick blood was pouring into the throat, and then there was only unbearable suffocation and vertigo.

Beautiful and illusory, suffering is real. The only thing that was happy was that when his eyes were heavy and his eyes were about to close, he clearly heard a familiar voice calling softly, "Susu, I'm here." (To be continued.) )

PS: She is a weakness and a demon.