"Take a good look at the people in this cell."

He leaned close to Ding Weilan's ear and whispered, and the warm breath made Ding Weilan shiver.

The person behind stiffened, and the eyes that looked at Ding Weilan became unusual.

In fact, he brought Ding Weilan over, and he was not completely selfless. Since the last time he broke into the palace at night and accidentally saw that scene, that dream seemed to be more serious, but there were many people in the palace, and he finally found such a place to let him get so close.

Just getting close obviously couldn't satisfy him, but he resisted the impulse, and just kept the status quo, motionless.

Until a quarter of an hour has passed.

"Uncle Huang...... I'm numb! Ding Weilan burst into tears, she was unconscious, did this imperial uncle have convulsions, why did he still press it tighter and tighter, did he want to press the two people into a piece and integrate them with the beams of the house, so that others could not see them?

Hemp doesn't matter, if she accidentally moves it, the sour feeling of electric shock makes her want to die on the spot.

Uncle Huang wouldn't remember Qingying's revenge just now and deliberately take revenge on her, right?

"Uncle Huang, in fact, I think it's better for the two of us to be side by side, so it's easier to be found when stacked like this."

"Uncle Huang, what do you think?"

Ding Weilan turned his head effortlessly and proposed.

But a glance met Mo Huaining's gaze, which looked at her steadily, and the steadiness in his eyes faded, showing a kind of concentration and yearning.

This look is almost exactly the same as the first time I saw it.

Ding Weilan's brain twitched, and he remembered the words "the person who wants you" again, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere was weird.

And when she hesitated, the sense of touch gradually woke up, and she realized that something seemed to be against her thigh.

"Uncle Huang, you ......"

"Huh", the person who was holding her just now suddenly moved to the side, his movements were light and fast, and he didn't alarm anyone, and his face was also indifferent, but the look in his eyes exposed his panic at the moment.

Never mind...... Anyway, he didn't do anything, and Ding Weilan didn't pierce him in line with the principle of hard work.

It's definitely not because you can't beat it.

As soon as he left, Ding Weilan was much more relaxed, taking advantage of the fact that there were no guards in the passage, and secretly turned over twice, if it weren't for the smell of blood in the cell, she could have fallen asleep.

Mo Huaining leaned to the side, his eyes never left her, and finally he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and his clenched fists trembled slightly.

The waiting time was really a bit long, Ding Weilan was tired of staying, and really observed the people in the cell.

I have to say that the perspective of the place Mo Huaining chose is really good, except for the innermost compartment, which is not very good, almost all the rest of the people can see it.

Perhaps because of the day, there were very few people sleeping, and most of them hung a pair of iron handcuffs and stayed at the door of the cubicle, staring out with a blank expression.

They all seemed to have turned into statues, not even moving, and there were no people chatting, only the footsteps of the guards came from time to time, and the footsteps were also lazy, and Ding Weilan wanted to yawn.

"Uncle Huang, do you know who are locked up here?"

"See for yourself." Mo Huaining still closed his eyes and spit out three words lightly.

Ding Weilan stuck out her tongue, did she know that she still needed to ask?

But it's really a little strange, most of the people locked up here are women, just unkempt, with a cloak and no luster on their faces, if it weren't for the obvious small figure, it would be indistinguishable from men and women at a glance.

When she first came, she found that the road was getting more and more desolate, as well as the surrounding atmosphere, and she vaguely guessed that this might be a place similar to a cold palace.

But the cold palace I saw before was at best exiled people to an abandoned place, why are people still locked up here, could it be a concubine who has committed a felony?

Before she could think about it, she suddenly heard a chaotic sound of footsteps, and there were three or four people listening to the sound, Ding Weilan looked at the source of the sound, and sure enough, she saw three people walking in from the outside, and entered one of the compartments with a strong purpose.

The woman in the cubicle was a little different from the others, her clothes were relatively clean, her hair was not so messy, and she looked like she had just come in.

Seeing the guards coming in, the woman took a few steps back and shouted, "What do you want to do?" This palace is Concubine Ling, offending this palace, be careful that you all fall to the ground one by one. ”

As soon as the words fell, several guards glanced at each other and laughed, "When you enter here, you don't care if you are spiritual, even if you call the Heavenly King Lao Tzu over, you may not be able to be spiritual!" You two, hold her down for me! ”

The remaining two people did so, and the woman named Concubine Ling struggled violently for a while, and the shouts resounded throughout the cell, but no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't struggle the two tall men, and after a while, she was already grabbed by the arm and couldn't move, and the man who spoke just now was slowly approaching.

Ding Weilan had already expected what was going to happen, and the next moment he heard a "stab" sound, the cloth was torn, Ding Weilan closed his eyes tightly, and covered his ears by the way.

Even so, she could still hear the woman's helpless cries for help, angry scolding, and undisguised lewd laughter.

This sound lasted for a long time, so long that Ding Weilan concluded that there must be more than one person who did it.

The concubines of the harem have become the playthings of the prison guards, which is the twist of human nature...... Ah no, what the hell is going on? After all, he is a person who once served the emperor, isn't this tantamount to wearing a hat to the emperor in disguise?

How much hatred does this have to be?

While she was thinking, she suddenly heard a shouting outside, and the sound in the cubicle suddenly stopped.

Hey?

Ding Weilan let go of her hand, adjusted to the light, and just saw the three men in the cubicle hurriedly tidying up their clothes, coming out and locking the door of the cubicle, pretending that nothing had happened, and bending down in the direction of the entrance.

"It's noon."

Mo Huaining's faint voice came from the side, but it was from the other side.

Ding Weilan turned her head suddenly, "Uncle Huang, why did you change sides?" ”

"Just went out." Mo Huaining explained lightly.

Ding Weilan didn't think much about it, "oh", looked at the bottom and muttered in a low voice, "Why did Concubine Xian come here?" ”

As he spoke, a eunuch-like figure had already led Concubine Xian to the door of a compartment near the inside.

It happened to be Ding Weilan's blind spot, Ding Weilan craned her neck and looked at it for a while, but she didn't see anything, so she proposed to Mo Huaining, "Uncle Huang, why don't you move over there?" ”

Mo Huaining glanced at her, "It's better for you not to look at it." As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Concubine Xian and added, "Beware of not being able to sleep at night." ”

Ding Weilan's back is cold, this can be called the environment of the horror film shooting site is already terrifying enough, do you want to broadcast the horror blockbuster live?

Isn't that scary enough just now?

"Concubine Xian, please." The eunuch's characteristic sharp voice came, and Ding Weilan's ears moved, "Su Yi? ”

The chief eunuch in the palace personally brought Concubine Xian into the cell, what could he do?

Curious, I heard Su Yi say in a sharp voice, "Niangniang, there is still a period of time before Ling Chi's punishment, you can rest here for a while, come on, find a chair for Concubine Xian." ”

Su Yi shouted outside, and immediately two people moved chairs in.

Concubine Xian seemed to be reluctant, but Su Yi kept staring at her for a long time before Concubine Xian sat down slowly.

I didn't know that Concubine Xian was the one who was Ling Chi, but then Ding Weilan saw someone send a set of torture instruments to the compartment, and from a distance, it was a variety of daggers of different shapes and sizes.

Ding Wei felt that his hairs stood on end when he saw the blue light, and he unconsciously moved closer to Mo Huaining's direction.

"Uncle Huang, it can't really be like the legend, cutting off human flesh piece by piece, right?"

"Hmm." Mo Huaining's voice did not fluctuate, and even showed some cold blood, "Even if the tortured person is angry because he can't stand the pain, this punishment will not stop, until he has cut enough one hundred and eight knives and dismembered the torturer." ”

Ding Wei was already in a cold sweat on her head, and it seemed that she was going to observe it herself, although she couldn't see anyone, but she could hear the voice!

She unconsciously grabbed Mo Huaining's clothes and asked a little nervously, "Then, can we not look at it?" ”

"Scared?" Mo Huaining smiled evilly and stretched out his arm, "If you're afraid, lean over." ”

“……”

took advantage of it so blatantly, did she expect that she wouldn't be able to go without him?

Ding Weilan felt that he was choking the throat of fate, although he was reluctant, he still leaned over, and the next moment his arm was on his back, and a warmth was transmitted, relieving some of the tension, but it was precisely because she moved to the side that she could see the prisoner's two legs.

With only two legs, the prisoner also appears to be sitting in a chair, his feet hanging limply.

Ding Weilan looked at the prisoner, and then at Concubine Xian, and inexplicably felt that the posture of the two people was a bit similar, as if they were looking in the mirror.

I don't know what the purpose is in this arrangement.

While waiting, Su Yi kept standing next to him, but did not speak to Concubine Xian.

His presence seemed to act as a deterrent, and nothing like the one had happened before, so the wait became very long.

Ding Weilan was lying there, and he could hear Mo Huaining's heartbeat, which was a little unstable.

The two of them were close together, tightly together.

"Uncle Huang, no matter how I say that I am also your nephew and daughter-in-law now, you can't have any thoughts about me, otherwise it will be a mess...... Beep ——! ”

Ding Weilan told a joke that was not very funny, firstly, to relieve the tense atmosphere, and secondly, she felt that the imperial uncle was deliberate, so it was better to remind him.

"The king knows." Mo Huaining replied to her very seriously, if he didn't know this, he wouldn't have waited until now, it has nothing to do with face, the main thing is that the little prince, he really can't hate it.

One yard to one yard, this person, he is determined to win.

With this thought, Mo Huaining tightened his hand a little tighter.

Ding Weilan: "......" might as well not be said.

"Here we go." He reminded.

Ding Weilan immediately lost the mood to joke, and finally relaxed a little heart.

Ling Chi, cut his body one by one, what a bloody scene it was, although he couldn't avoid it, but it was better not to look at it.

Ding Weilan closed her eyes and buried her head in Mo Huaining's chest.

Mo Huaining hooked the corners of his lips.

"Ahhhh

A terrible scream resounded throughout the cell, the sound seemed to come from hell, revealing despair, which made Ding Weilan suddenly have goosebumps, and even stopped breathing subconsciously, and didn't care about anything else, grabbing Mo Huaining's clothes while arching into his arms.

This scream is just the beginning, the so-called Ling Chi is to cut one knife after another until the person is cut to death, so once the scream starts, it never stops.

It was a young female voice, but she shouted out the feeling of a ghost mother-in-law, which reminded Ding Weilan of a song she overheard before, which was full of a woman's screams, she was so scared that she didn't even dare to turn off her mobile phone, but she still called her best friend to turn it off.

Now this voice can only be said to be more than the original song, one by one, like a knife with ice ballast, straight into her heart.

She was so frightened that her teeth began to chatter, her face was not much better than Qing Ying just now, beads of sweat the size of beans fell one after another, and the joints of the hands holding his clothes began to turn white.

Mo Huaining originally had some bad intentions, but looking at her painful appearance, he hesitated for a while, and finally moved the hand holding her body up a little and reached out to cover her ears.