Chapter 11: Torture
In the dark and damp cell, there was no door in the innermost room, and the jailer guarding the prison walked over curiously, and saw that there was a person locked up there at this time.
It was a man who must have been lynched, and his neat clothes were now in many horizontal and vertical tears, and his flesh was tumbling, and he was now fixed to the cross, his head bowed, as if he had passed out.
After just one glance, the jailer stepped back as if he had never been there.
As it turned out, the jailer's knee-jerk reaction was quite correct, and as soon as he left the range, he ran into several people head-on.
The man at the head was dressed in the clothes of a jailer, and the two beside him were dressed in fine clothes, which they had never seen before.
Several people met head-on, but no one cared about anyone.
After entering the single room of the prison, the man in Chinese clothes glanced at Mu Xiao and was a little dissatisfied when he saw that he had passed out, so he said, "Wake him up." ”
A basin of cold water poured down on his head, and after Mu Xiao was full of excitement, he opened his eyes weakly, and saw that there was a person sitting in front of him, and several people standing behind him, and he did not have any panic.
There was a calmness under those dark eyes, which showed how determined this person was.
"I'll ask you again, where is the "Poison Book" now?" The tone of the Huafu man was a little impatient, this person had already tortured two rounds, but he still couldn't ask a word.
"Your Excellency is discerning!" Mu Xiao was a little aggrieved, and said: "I just went out for a stroll that day, and I didn't take anything, but on the way, I was inexplicably caught by your people and tortured, the villain is really wronged." ”
"Stubborn unknown!" The Huafu man sneered and said, "Torture, do you know what real torture is?" ”
Mu Xiao's face changed, however, before he could say anything, there was a "pop!" in the air. With a sound, there was a heart-piercing pain on his body, and another round of whips fell mercilessly.
He couldn't help but snort.
"You didn't find anything out of him?" The Huafu people are running out of patience at this time.
"There is nothing on this person, it may have been transferred ahead of time." A person behind him replied respectfully, and the man in the Chinese costume snorted coldly and walked away.
……
When Mu Xiao was tortured in turns, Mo Dye had successfully brought back the "Poison Book" and handed it over to Feng Chengyi.
In the study, the candle flame flickered gently, and Feng Cheng also saw the "Poison Book" in his hand, and his face changed. The five fingers were instantly retracted, and the "Poison Book" in his hand was also deformed at this time, slamming it on the desk, and Feng Chengyi's voice was also cold: "You are really confused!" ”
Jian Ran took the risk of bringing back the "Poison Book", but she never thought about it but suffered such a sentence from her master, and she felt a little aggrieved, she said: "I just brought this "Poison Book" back, and Jian Ran didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. ”
The ink under his eyes became more intense, and he looked at the secret guard he had cultivated with his own hands, and said word by word: "Could it be that you think you have done the right thing?" ”
"Jian Ran doesn't feel that he has done anything wrong, this "Poison Book" is very precious, if it is left out, I am afraid it will not be good for the master!" She knelt down on one knee, her hands on top of her head, her head looking at the ground, but her tone was firm.
For a moment, there was a moment of silence in the room, and then, a broken blade pressed against the neck of the ink dye, but she didn't realize it, and kept her posture unchanged.
"Hehe, okay." Feng Cheng also threw the dagger on the ground, but turned his back and didn't look at her, and said in a cold voice, "Go and get the punishment yourself." ”
"No." was extremely aggrieved in his heart, but Mo Dye never blamed Feng Chengye in the slightest, but felt more and more that Mu Xi was extremely hateful.
Quietly, she disappeared into Feng Chengyi's study, and on the floor of the study, except for Feng Chengyi, who was standing with his hands in his hands, only the dagger on the ground and the "Poison Book" on the table were already somewhat wrinkled and deformed.
His heart has already turned a thousand times, and with his identity and the progress of the gaffe at this time, it is no longer something that he can solve it.
After much thought, he called a confidant.
……
In the bedroom, Mu Xiwan was sitting alone at the table at this time, with no expression on her face, things had developed in an uncontrollable direction at this time, and she needed to think carefully before taking action.
Seeing that the sun outside had gradually set from due east to west, the air was no longer as hot as at noon.
Mu Xiwan was thinking about it, but there was a knock on the door.
Pushing open the door, I saw a woman wearing a maid's dress outside, but this woman was a little raw. She was carrying a basket with no idea what it contained.
"Miss, someone ordered me to deliver something for you."
At this time, it is neither lunch time nor dinner time, and her diet is a rule, what is the purpose of this woman?
Sensing that something was wrong, Mu Xiwan thought about it again and again, let go of the door, and the maid walked to the table and took out the pastries inside one by one and placed them on the table.
"Girl." While the maid was busy, she whispered, "The prince ordered me to pass on a message to you, saying that I will definitely take good care of that thing for you." ”
After saying this, no longer nostalgic, the maid disappeared into the courtyard with the basket again.
Looking at the plates of pastries on the table, Mu Xiwan quickly understood the meaning of these words, and suddenly felt a little relieved.
At this time, since the "Poison Book" is very safe and in the hands of people who can't think of it, it is equivalent to having no worries. Now that she has no worries, she can do what she wants.
She clenched her fists and slammed it on the table, making a slight noise to cheer herself up.
Then, he called the maid to freshen up and dress herself, and changed into a decent dress. For those who have been summoned by any summons, they will enter the palace late.
I was familiar with the road all the way, and soon arrived at the palace of the Queen Mother.
Taking a deep breath, when the next person summoned her, she repeated the words that she had rehearsed countless times in her heart, and then followed the palace maid into the queen mother's bedroom.
After entering the queen mother's bedroom, Mu Xiwan first gave a salute and said hello, and then suddenly knelt in front of the queen mother, and shouted: "The queen mother, this time you must be the master of the courtiers!" ”
The Queen Mother was taken aback by this.
She held Mu Xiwan's hand in her hand, and a pair of eyes looked at her. The queen mother has been in the harem for many years, and she can see through all kinds of carving insect skills of concubines and women at a glance.
But when I saw Mu Xi at night, I saw that her eyes were red and swollen, and her eyes were densely covered with bloodshots, and at a glance, I knew that I had been crying for a long time below to cause such an impact.
As if afraid of colliding with the Queen Mother, Mu Xiwan lowered her head, but her hands grabbed the hem of her skirt, her shoulders twitched, and Chu Chu said pitifully: "Queen Mother, I beg you to let Mu Xiao go." ”
She said, although the voice was not loud, but because this dormitory was extremely quiet at this time, the voice sounded very crisp and transparent, which made people not only feel sorry in their hearts.