Gao Yurong stood beside her and sneered: "If she is not affectionate and righteous, how can Niang Niang have such an opportunity?" ”

After speaking, she turned her head again and looked at Feng Qianyan, who was standing on the other side, silent all the time, with cold eyes.

"Concubine Kang, what are you thinking?"

Feng Qianyan didn't look back at them, her eyes were still staring at the back in front of her that had almost disappeared into the dazzling sunlight, and said in a deep voice: "Affectionate and righteous......"

“……”

"That's how she got the emperor's favor?"

Wu Yun and Gao Yurong glanced at each other.

And Feng Qianyan's face had a cold smile, even in such a blazing sun, it was still as cold as ice.

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The original clear sky gradually became cloudy after the Shen hour.

A large black cloud drifted from nowhere, hanging over the sky, and although the dazzling sunlight was obscured, it still exuded a suffocating feeling of suffocation.

However, in the dungeon, even the passage of time is not felt.

All that is here is a dead silence.

But there was a little sound, coming through the dark and damp corridor, the sound of a drop of water falling to the ground.

The second drop, the third drop.

As I got closer, I could hear the sound of a person's difficult breathing, and every breath seemed so cramped, as if accompanied by endless pain.

It's Jian Ruocheng.

He was tied to the torture rack, from the neck, to the back of his arms, to the entire back, all of which were a hideous, shocking wound.

That day under the Chong'en Tower, when the fire demon was raging and almost swallowed Nanyan, he didn't even think about it, so he took Nanyan into his arms and resisted that wave of invasion for her, but because of that, his entire back was burned.

It's just that Nanyan doesn't know.

At that moment, in her whole heart, in her whole eyes, there were only people in the heavy Enta.

But—

That's fine.

Thinking of this, Jian Ruocheng, who had been suffering under the pain and torture for too long, almost fainted, but was always pulled back by severe pain, showed a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

That's fine.

As long as she is safe, she is happy, and she can still love what she loves, it's fine.

Just as he was thinking this, a cold voice came to his ear—

"You can still laugh."

“……”

Jian Ruocheng's brows frowned slightly, he slowly raised his head and looked at the few shaking figures in front of him, because of the backlight, he couldn't see these people who were torturing him, and even after being thrown into this cold, blood-filled dungeon, he had completely lost the ability to perceive.

One by one, the torture instruments left invisible wounds on his body.

But it was a piercing pain.

Both hands were also completely unconscious, but they were chained to the torture rack, so that he could not fall.

Blood, dripping down his weak fingertips, along the strands of hair scattered on his forehead.

He spoke, his voice hoarse to the point that it didn't look like his.

"I, why can't I laugh?"

The person on the other side snorted coldly, raised his hand, and the leather whip dipped in water was like a poisonous snake, and it was slammed on his body.

"Hmm——!"

Although the skin has already been opened, the hot pain still reaches my heart again.

Jian Ruocheng couldn't scream, only suppressed roars and moans rolling in her throat.

The other party was not soft at all, and with a wave of his backhand, the leather whip slapped his body again, whipping the already tattered prison uniform to pieces, and blood gushed out again.

"Say!"

"Is it you, plotting to kill the emperor!"

"Who else are you?"

"Confess all your comrades!"

……

After a burst of flogging, the air was filled with the smell of blood.

Jian Ruocheng's body could no longer find a good place, and even the tip of the leather whip was completely dyed red, dripping with blood.

However, he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I have already said it, it is not me." ”

“……”

"The assassination of the emperor has nothing to do with us."

"Do you dare to say no?!"

Several jailers came up to him with a hideous face, and said viciously: "It's clearly you, taking advantage of the emperor's entry into the Chong'en Pagoda to sacrifice, burning the Chong'en Pagoda with rockets, and wanting to put the emperor to death!" ”

"People like you are not sorry to die!"

"As long as you confess your guilt now, we can give you a good time."

“……”

Hearing this, Jian Ruocheng slowly raised his head.

His face was pale, his cheeks were full of his own blood, and his eyes were bloodshot and red, but those eyes had a penetrating power that could see through people's hearts.

The jailer was slightly trembling at his glance, and subconsciously took a step back.

Jian Ruocheng said: "You want me to confess my guilt. ”

“……”

"After I confess my guilt, you can put all the charges on me?"

Several people looked at each other.

There was a hint of danger in his eyes, and he said coldly: "It's not that we put the blame on you, but that you did these things in the first place!" ”

“……”

"As long as you admit it, you can give you a good time."

"The dignified second son of Jian, the former right man of Zhongshu Province, doesn't have to suffer like this, right?"

Jian Ruocheng fell silent.

He looked at the blurred figures in front of him, especially after the execution just now, his face was covered with blood, and his vision was stained red.

Looking at these people, he smiled coldly.

"I've been honest all my life, and I've done it, and I'll admit it."

“……”

"I haven't done it, and no one can force me to admit it!"

When they heard what he said, they all frowned.

One of them gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "You still dare to be hard-mouthed?!" ”

After saying that, he raised his hand and was about to whip the whip at him, but at this moment, a man behind him stopped him.

It was the head of the jailers.

He looked at Jian Ruocheng, sneered, and said, "It's worthy of being Jian Tongguang's son, he really has a backbone." ”

As soon as he heard the words "Jian Tongguang", Jian Ruocheng's heart trembled.

And the other party sneered and said: "I heard that before Jian Lao was destroyed, the most important thing in his life was his students, I don't know if his son-in-law has such a heart." ”

Jian Ruocheng's breath was suffocated.

"What do you mean?!"

The other party did not speak.

But at this moment, in the originally silent dungeon, suddenly, he heard a terrible shout in the distance.

"Ah——!h

As soon as he heard that voice, Jian Ruocheng's whole body stiffened.

He jerked his head up, and there was nothing to see in the cell, but more and more young, familiar voices came from all directions.

They were crying out in pain, moaning, screaming in mourn.

Yes, the students of Takema Academy!

Suddenly, Jian Ruocheng's heart became flustered, and said, "You guys, what are you going to do?!" ”