Chapter 1275: "Suicide in Fear of Crime"
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Yes, the students of Takema Academy!
Suddenly, Jian Ruocheng's heart became flustered, and said, "You guys, what are you going to do?!" β
The jailers looked at him with a sneer, and didn't speak, but let him listen to the mournful shouts of the students around him, and after a long while, he slowly said: "Since Second Master Jian refuses to speak, then of course we can only let the students speak." β
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"These people are still young, they shouldn't be as hard-mouthed as you, the second son."
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"Although, their mouths are already quite hard, from last night to now, we want to see how long they can last."
As soon as she heard that those students had been thrown into prison and even tortured, Jian Ruocheng suddenly panicked.
He said, "You can't do that! β
"Why not?"
Several jailers sneered: "You were originally some traitors and thieves, spreading rumors unfavorable to the emperor in Jinling, and before, you even forcibly detained His Royal Highness King Wei in your academy, these things are enough for you to cut off your head!" β
"Now, we're just looking into the case."
"Of course, if Second Prince Jian is willing to cooperate with us, then it will be convenient for us, and those students of yours will be able to suffer less."
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Jian Ruocheng did not speak.
But his face grew paler and his eyes began to flicker.
The head of the jailer sneered and said, "Okay, since Second Master Jian doesn't say it, we won't embarrass you." β
After speaking, he turned to his subordinates and ordered, "Do it." β
Jian Ruocheng raised his head: "What are you going to do?" β
Several other jailers sneered, "What for? Doing the right thing, of course. β
"Since Second Master Jian is stubborn and refuses to speak, then we can only pry their mouths open."
"Look if their fingers are as hard as your mouth."
"What?!"
As soon as he heard this, Jian Ruocheng looked at them in horror.
I saw the head of the jailer who was originally smiling, suddenly lowered his face and said coldly: "Break their fingers for me!" β
"Yes!"
A few of the jailers received the order and immediately turned around and went out.
"No!"
Jian Ruocheng, who had not succumbed to torture, hurriedly said in a frightened cold sweat after hearing this: "You can't do this!" β
"Why not?"
The man sneered: "Murdering the emperor, this kind of heinous crime, even if you nine clans are destroyed, it should be." Give it to me! β
"No!"
Jian Ruocheng subconsciously struggled, even the chain that tied him was rattling, he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't hurt my students!" β
The jailers looked back at him.
Sweat, mixed with blood, slid down Jian Ruocheng's scarred face, dripping to the ground drop by drop.
The smell of blood stimulates a burst of mania in people's hearts.
And he is even more tormented.
Those students, they are still young, and their futures are still innumerable, if they are here, their hands are broken by these cruel jailers, like birds with their wings broken.
Their whole lives are ruined!
How can they be subjected to such torture by themselves?
Jian Ruocheng's eyes were red, and hot tears welled up, but not a drop came out.
And the jailers looked at him triumphantly.
In this dungeon filled with the smell of blood and despair, Jian Ruocheng's heart seemed to sink into the abyss forever.
He gritted his teeth and said, "You guys, don't hurt my students. β
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"I-"
He said with difficulty: "I confess! β
As soon as several jailers heard this, a cold light immediately flashed in their eyes, and the leader of the jailers immediately glanced at the person next to him, and the man immediately took a confession: "Second son, now please draw a charge!" β
In addition, someone hurriedly came over and untied the chain of Jian Ruocheng's hand.
Jian Ruocheng was very weak, and his other hand was still tied, so he could only reluctantly drag the weak hand, pressed the ink, and trembled to draw on the confession.
The jailers' eyes became fiery as they looked at this moment.
Several of them secretly put their hands into their sleeves, and there was a hemp rope in itβthe kind of rope that prisoners use to hang themselves in normal times!
As long as Jian Ruocheng "confesses", they can act immediately!
But just when Jian Ruocheng's finger was about to press on the confession, suddenly, a familiar voice came from the front: "No!" β
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This voice!
Jian Ruocheng's heart trembled violently, and he immediately raised his head.
Blood covered his face, clouding his vision with a layer of blood, and in the blood, he saw a ray of light shining in from outside the dark dungeon, and with the appearance of that light, a familiar figure also appeared in his sight.
Those jailers were waiting for Jian Ruocheng to confess, but they had reached the last moment, but they were suddenly interrupted by this voice, and they were all furious.
"Who?!"
Turning their heads, several of them were also stunned.
"Concubine?"
Nan Smoke staggered and broke into this dungeon.
As soon as she walked in from the outside, this dungeon was like an ice cave, which made her shiver, especially the familiar smell of blood in the air, which made her return to the nightmare of being beaten into the dungeon and tormented by those jailers.
And at this moment, it was Jian Ruocheng who was tortured to the point of not being human.
There was no longer a single intact skin on his body, and blood dripped down his fingers, chin, and even every strand of his hair, forming a puddle of blood.
However, when he looked up at himself, his pale face was warm.
Even, it's still gentle.
He stared at himself in disbelief for a long time before he trembled and said, "Nanyan, you-"
However, before he could finish speaking, several jailers glanced at each other, and immediately surrounded him, stopped Nanyan, and said, "Guifei Niangniang, why did Niangniang come here?" β
"The man has confessed."
"That's right, he confessed that he was the real culprit behind the murder of the emperor, what does the concubine have to do with him?"
When Nanyan saw Jian Ruocheng's scarred appearance, his heart suddenly ached like an arrow, and when he saw these people, he immediately said angrily: "Get out of the way of the palace!" β
"It's-"
Those people were still hesitant.
Nanyan said angrily: "Get out of the way!" β
They looked at each other, and they didn't dare to offend the concubine for a while, so they could only carefully turn sideways and make a way.
Nanyan hurriedly stepped forward.
She followed Ran Xiaoyu, and also rushed forward with her, and when she walked in front of Jian Ruocheng, she saw that he was injured all over his body and drenched in blood, Nan Yan's eyes immediately turned red: "Second son!" β
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