The gloomy prison cell was dark, and the walls were filled with blood, the smell of blood and gunpowder in the air, and the crackling of burning candles.

The few people hanging from the wall did not say a word, although they were covered in bruises.

Rong Yixuan sat opposite coldly, leaning back in the chair and slowly rotating the jade wrench in his hand, while Shuyan stood aside, both of them were expressionless.

"Say, apart from the firearms of the Qingping Sect, what else did you use this time? What's the intention? The cold voice seemed to come from hell, and Rong Yixuan looked up at a few people who had been repeatedly whipped and splashed with water—if they could still be called "people".

"Lord Wang, it's been two hours since I asked this...... Do you want to think of something else? Shuyan approached him and whispered.

As soon as the dynasty came, Rong Yixuan took people to Dali Temple, and several important criminals were imprisoned in the secret room, guarded by the inner and outer three layers, and the Dali Temple did not dare to use torture without getting the emperor's will.

But Rong Yixuan went to prison, and he was tortured without saying a word, but a few had died in half an hour, and the remaining few "untried" ones had already been beaten.

He ordered them to be woken up and beaten again, but no one wanted to speak, and those who had been relieved were immediately poisoned to death, and the others did not dare to be easily relieved.

Rong Yixuan's face was cold, and he got up slowly: "In a few days, the king of Japan will leave the country, and there will be no room for your family to live at that time." ”

His face was like that of Shura, and his terrifying expression cast a shadow in the dancing lights.

The few people hanging from the wall were still motionless, only the slightly heaving chests proved that they were still alive.

"Go on." Rong Yixuan turned his back to those people and said softly.

The sound of whips rang out one after another, and whip shadows and hums cast on the walls.

Other than that, it was terrifyingly quiet.

"Lord Wang, this won't work." There are reports of the officers gasping for breath.

"Drag it off." Rong Yixuan replied, and his eyebrows never moved.

Back then, he was ordered to investigate his relatives, and he had to supervise the execution, and he saw the tragic death of those relatives of the queen mother, and now he not only has no sympathy for these Xili people, but also has boundless anger.

With the destruction of Chang'an Avenue and the disappearance of Su Ruoyun, if they invade the western frontier alone, if the loyal General Zhao Tian is captured, he will be like losing an arm.

I don't know how long it took to fight, but the official continued to carry water and splash it.

The sound of the water was clearly mixed with a faint metallic sound, as if something had fallen to the ground, and Rong Yixuan turned his head violently.

The sharp-eyed Shuyan had already stepped forward to pick it up and handed it to Rong Yixuan.

Rong Yixuan looked at the palm of his hand and it was clearly a small metal stud earring, which was thinly wound into a shape with silver wire—the symbol of this wolf was the emblem of the ancient nomads of the Xili Country.

He picked it up and put it in front of the lamp, and the light pierced through the earrings, imprinting a wolf with a long howl in the sky on the wall.

Looking back, the owner of the studs seemed to be the fourteen or fifteen-year-old silent boy, with a slender but strong body, a thin face as white as death, water mixed with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his pure black eyes were staring at Rong Yixuan with a sharp and hateful gaze at the moment.

"Finally found a useful ......" Rong Yixuan slightly hooked the corners of his mouth and beckoned: "Leave him, and drag the rest down." ”

Shuyan nodded, and immediately a servant stepped forward and dragged a few people down.

"This king will be destroyed and leave the country in a short time, if you become a soldier of the country, will you be happy?" Rong Yixuan hooked his lips sarcastically, and his eyes were sharp and gloomy.

The young man's gaze was staring straight at him, not moving.

"It seems that this king did not leave the wrong person." Rong Yixuan smiled with satisfaction, stepped forward and grabbed the young man's hair, forcing him to look up and say, "Say!" Why did you leave the country in the west? What is the relationship with Qingping Sect?! ”

The boy's gaze suddenly became bright, and his dry and cracked lips opened and closed as if they were about to speak.

Rong Yixuan sneered, suddenly leaned into his ear, and said in a low voice: "I heard that the people who left the country won the battle and lewd their wives and daughters in the city, it just so happened that the king had not yet taken a concubine, and the princess who left the country was only twelve years old. After speaking, he raised his hand to solve the young man's acupoint, and the smile on his lips was extremely evil, "If you dare to commit suicide, this king will do what he says." ”

The young man really didn't dare to move, just gasped for breath, and his eyes staring at Rong Yixuan became sharp, like a bloodthirsty wolf about to devour him.

"This king wants you to answer this king's question in three days, and no one in Dali Temple will touch you in these three days." Rong Yixuan was not in a hurry to ask, but met the young man's eyes, and his cold words seemed to be ten percent sure.

The boy gritted his teeth in resentment, and blood dripped down his lips again.

"Shuyan, send someone to look at his injuries, this king wants him to live." Rong Yixuan stopped looking at him, turned around and walked out.

Shuyan nodded and followed: "Master, aren't you afraid that he will kill himself?" ”

Rong Yixuan sneered: "The person with this kind of wolf clan emblem that looks up to the sky and roars must be a close relative of the royal family who is away from the country, and such a dangerous task of infiltrating the capital of the enemy country can send the royal family, if the old king is not crazy and stupid, it must be this kid's own idea." Everyone knows that the princess is the pearl of Xijing, and he cares so much, this king thinks that he must be a prince. ”

Shuyan followed silently and did not answer again.

The same is true of the case of the death of the emperor when the prince tried it, the difference is that all the people involved did not leave a living mouth, but ...... To this day, he still remembers how the prince killed his relatives in front of Yu Linwei, although this was Rong Jinhuan's will, but that scene made the new emperor still mind, for fear that if the prince made trouble, he would treat him like this.

He shook his head, but listened to Rong Yixuan's cold voice softened three points: "How is Ying'er?" ”

"Back to the master, the county lord was frightened but there was no big problem, and now Xiaocui is taking care of ......" he followed his footsteps and asked, "But you want to visit?" ”

Rong Yixuan's footsteps faltered: "I'm going to set off in three days, this king will go and take a look." ”

"Lord Wang, should this wound be treated again?" Shuyan reminded quietly.

Rong Yixuan didn't seem to hear it, and suddenly said, "How is that Xiaohong girl now?" ”

Shuyan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly replied: "Prince, Miss Xiaohong was taken back to Cheng Wangfu by Prince Cheng Qingsu, and it should be fine." ”

"Got it." Rong Yixuan's eyes narrowed, and he sent Shuyan back to Dali Temple, and went straight to Daorong Wangfu.

"Whoa-hiss-tap! You want me to die - hiss - hey! There was a wail in the room, and you didn't have to guess to know that it was Cheng Qinghe.

Fang just held his waist straight in the palace, and lay down as soon as he returned to the house.

Cheng Qingxuan pulled out the needle expressionlessly, and said: "The bruise on the back is removed, the ribs are broken, wait for King Huai to take a look, and you can set off safe and sound in three days, and it will hurt for a few days." There's not much left of the best wound medicine, so you can bring it yourself. ”

He put away the needle lightly, and his cold eyes did not contain a trace of warmth.

"Second brother, you won't be light!" Cheng Qinghe protested dissatisfiedly, "I'm your brother!" ”

Cheng Qingxuan turned a deaf ear, just got up silently, and said, "You yourself begged me to open my mouth to the emperor, don't regret it." ”

"Who regrets it!" Cheng Qinghe blurted out without thinking, "If I die on the battlefield, remember to avenge me." ”

Unexpectedly, Cheng Qingxuan was not touched in the slightest, and replied lightly: "Whatever you want." ”

"Hey——! You-...... hiss" Cheng Qinghe got up and wanted to pull him, but fell back in pain.

"Qingxuan, can Qinghe come back safely?" Cheng Qingsu, who was silent on the side, finally spoke, and his cold and serious voice was slightly worried.

"I will send Chi Yan to follow, the little Overseer, it will not be his turn to command the army, not to mention - Rong Yixuan will let him not be able to command?" Cheng Qingxuan didn't look at him, but only asked Cheng Qinghe, "Qinghe, if you don't want to go, you can ......."

"Who said I wouldn't go! You are waiting for me to return triumphantly and bring people back! Cheng Qinghe clenched his fists and said loudly.

Cheng Qingxuan was noncommittal, and Cheng Qingsu was silent again.

Cheng Qinghe suddenly eased up, he was still a little worried in his heart, he had never led soldiers, and he didn't know how to go, but he just couldn't rest assured, and couldn't help scratching his head.

Cheng Qingxuan looked at him silently, and Ruoyun's stunned expression on the snow appeared in front of him, and his expression was extremely melancholy.

He was also afraid, afraid that no one would come back.

Cheng Qingsu frowned and glanced at him, sighed and said to Cheng Qinghe, "You have a good rest." After speaking, he hurriedly went out, and he had to do the aftermath of the rebellion in the capital as soon as possible.

Cheng Qingxuan raised his feet and left, his eyes cold.

Just after the New Year, the weather in January was fine, but the whole palace seemed to be bleaker than the late autumn.

Cheng Qingwen walked around to Cheng Qinghe's bedside, looked at him wrapped in bandages, and couldn't help laughing: "Third brother, it's still early in the Dragon Boat Festival, why did you wrap it into zongzi?" After saying that, he giggled, and the crisp sound like a silver bell eased the atmosphere a lot.

Cheng Qinghe sighed, stared at the ceiling with his eyes, and said, "You are still smiling, you will go to the court after a simple deal last night, and you will go to the court in a few days......

"You're a big hero now?" She smiled and blinked her big eyes, "Don't worry, Chiyan follows, you are not a hero but also a hero." ”

"Did you hear it all?" Cheng Qinghe glanced at her dejectedly.

Cheng Qingwen nodded, sat down on the edge of his bed, and said, "I think the second brother is willing to let you go, which is also a pretense, to divide Prince Rong's attention, otherwise, Prince Yu is afraid that there will be danger......"

"I don't care if they are under the guise or not." Cheng Qinghe muttered dissatisfiedly.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." She glanced at him sadly and said, "Second brother is really strange during this time, I'm very worried......"

"Aren't you worried about me?!" Cheng Qinghe shouted.

Cheng Qingwen pretended to be slightly disgusted and glared at him: "Don't be careful!" Have you carefully observed that since the second brother came back yesterday, he was worried? ”

Although she is usually fun, she can see these details clearly.

Cheng Qinghe was vaguely felt that something was wrong when she said this: "Let you see, what will happen?" ”

"I don't know." She shook her head, her face sad, "Anyway, the one who should come will come, and I'll just talk about it." ”

Cheng Qinghe nodded slowly.

"You rest first, I'll go back, and I have to tell Xiaohong that the girl said that her young lady and the prince are far away, tsk." Cheng Qingwen breathed a sigh of relief, stretched her waist, and turned around to leave Cheng Qinghe alone.

"You're good, last time you were trick-or-treated, why don't you all leave me alone." Cheng Qinghe muttered and buried his face in the palm of his hand, how could he feel that he didn't understand it at all.

Clenched his fists, he breathed a sigh of relief: no matter what, I want to bring Ruoyun back safe and sound.

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