Jiang Zhengxin has been hanging from a high place for two days.

The view from this location is very good, not only can you see the soldiers gathering in the square every day, but there are also birds passing by from time to time, so she is not alone.

And when the prince of Jialing was in a good mood, he would also come over to practice archery, occasionally piercing one or two of her, making her faint over and over again, and then waking up from the fainting.

Now, there were six or seven arrows stuck in her body, but they all happened to avoid the vital points on Jiang Zhengxin's body, making her unable to survive and die.

I don't know if this Jialing prince's archery technique is accurate or not.

There was a pool of dried dark red blood on the ground, which had flowed down from Jiang Zhengxin's body in the past two days, and at this moment, there was still fresh blood dripping, causing the vultures nearby to fly in and hover around.

They were staring greedily at Jiang Zhengxin, just waiting for the prey to die, and then flew over to feast.

I have to say that this Jialing prince is really good at torturing people, boiling eagles and bloodletting, both pronged.

And the time of three days is just right, in this case, Jiang Zhengxin can only last three days at most.

As soon as the three days arrived, Jiang Zhengxin either choked his breath, or couldn't stand the torture and begged for mercy in advance.

Jiayi, who had just finished reviewing the army, was walking towards the camp with the black warriors behind.

In the distance, he saw Jiang Zhengxin, who was hanging from a pillar and was as weak as a kite, and couldn't help but stop.

More than a dozen tall and mighty black warriors behind him also stopped suddenly.

"Put the people down first, and then announce the name of the military doctor." Jia Ling frowned and ordered.

He had observed Jiang Zhengxin for two days, during which she neither struggled and screamed nor wailed for mercy, just endured everything so quietly.

Depending on the situation, if the person is not put down, then there is a good chance that she will die silently.

Was this the outcome she was hoping for?

He wouldn't let her get her wish.

By the time Jiang Zhengxin, who was pierced like a hedgehog, was put down, she was already angry and her life was about to die.

There was no trace of blood on that pale little face, but the blood stains on his body were as poignant and gorgeous as the blooming peony flowers.

The military doctor knelt beside her and pulled out the arrow for her, and Jiang Zhengxin was woken up by pain just when he pulled out the first one, and he was hoarse and gasping with his mouth open.

The blood flowed from her shoulder, and the pain made her conscious a little, and she could vaguely see Jia Yi standing on the side.

The man was aloof, obviously waiting for himself to beg for mercy.

But she won't compromise at the time.

Then the second, third, fourth, and fifth arrows, Jiang Zhengxin bit her lip tightly and didn't make a sound, because she didn't want the other party to see her weak and yielding appearance.

It's not that such a sin has not been suffered, and the blood of the dead soul is much more terrifying than it is now.

Her chapped lips were bitten and bleeding, soaking her parched lips and throat.

When all the arrows were pulled out, Jiang Zhengxin was so painful that he fainted again.

Jia Yi didn't look expressionless, raised his chin, and said, "Wake up." ”

The icy cold water splashed on Jiang Zhengxin's face with great force, causing her to wake up from her fainting in an instant.

The pain came back from all over the body.

"Hmm........mmmm......."

Unconscious, she muttered.

The corners of Jia Yi's mouth hooked imperceptibly, it turned out that she was not without feelings.

The military doctor knelt on the ground and said, "Dare to ask Your Majesty, do you want Weichen to only apply medicine to the part of the arrow wound on her body?" Or all of them? ”

Jia Yi was a little impatient: "What's the difference?" Is it because the medicine is not enough? ”

"Your Majesty forgives me, Weichen didn't mean that, it's just that this girl is covered in injuries, if all the medicine is taken, I'm afraid I need a wide coat, I'm afraid it's ...... here."

It was then that Jia Yi remembered the wounds left behind her when she had dragged her behind her horse......

He said to Jiang Zhengxin: "How about it, it doesn't taste good, if you beg me, I will let you go, not only give you medicine but also let you drink water and eat." ”

Jiang Zhengxin didn't squeak, glanced at Jia Yi with empty eyes, and then turned his face away.

Jia Yi smiled, this girl is more stubborn than she imagined.

In fact, he was soft-hearted for a moment just now, but now Jiang Zhengxin's stubborn appearance aroused his desire to conquer, so even if he didn't like this kind of means, he must make her surrender first.

"I know you want to die, but I won't let you do it."

After he said this, he turned his head and instructed the black knight: "Take her to the medicine first, and then bring her back and continue to hang until you are willing to beg for mercy." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Seeing Jiang Zhengxin being taken away, Jia Yi suddenly remembered something and instructed the military doctor: "Oh yes, let's see what's going on with her legs." ”

……

In the tent, after listening to the report of the military doctor, Jia Yi frowned slightly: "Has the kneecap been dug up?" The last time I saw her, she was fine. ”

"The scar looks new and should have happened in recent months."

"Looks like this girl has a lot of enemies." Jia Yi touched his chin, "Did the person hang back again?" ”

"Yes."

"Okay, look at it, don't let her die."

He didn't want her to die yet, because Jiang Zhengxin's identity was a mystery, and he was completely different from the enemies he had encountered before, he would not struggle, plead, or fear, as if he had no nostalgia for life, and he didn't even have the desire to survive.

Leaving aside the identity of the enemy, what did a young and talented girl go through to make her despair of life to this point?

He was curious.

Have you ever wondered what it would be like if those big, good-looking eyes were full of brilliance?

Or, for whom did the sparkle in her eyes bloom and for whom is it extinguished now?

……

Jiang Zhengxin had already experienced death many times, but it was the first time that she had been on the brink of death for so long, so long that she wanted to end it all quickly.

It's really painful.

When she was let down and taken to a cell full of torture instruments, she knew it was finally coming to an end.

Jia Ling was sitting in the most comfortable position in his chair, and he struck the torture whip in his hand one at a time.

"Today is the third day, if you don't compromise again, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to give an errand to Brother Xiang."

Jiang Zhengxin raised his weak eyelids, glanced at the terrifying torture instruments hanging on the wall around the week, and thought to himself that this was good, I didn't know if I could really die if I tried a few times.

She deliberately provoked Jia Ling, and said contemptuously: "I hope the prince can be on time this time, otherwise I really want to think that the prince is either not good at archery or weak in his hands." ”

Smack-

The torture whip was vigorously whipped on Jiang Zhengxin's body, and Jia Ling scolded angrily: "Dead girl, it turns out that you not only have hard bones, but also have a hard mouth." ”

Smack-

Another whip.

"If you hadn't destroyed the underground palace, this king would have gotten the spiritual spring water a long time ago."

Originally, Jia Ling had a good plan, and after getting the spiritual spring water, he offered a part of it to the imperial brother, and even if he violated military discipline at that time, he would not be scolded, and maybe he would be rewarded. However, who would have expected that this girl who came out of nowhere would be ruined, not only did she not take half a drop of spring water, but she was also stripped of her military power, which made him not angry.

Not daring to show any anger in front of Jia Yi, Jia Ling sprinkled all his anger on Jiang Zhengxin, and slapped her hard as if venting his anger.

The whip in the cell kept ringing, and after a while, Jiang Zhengxin's body was covered with whip marks, and those freshly bandaged wounds were torn and bleeding.

Jia Ling still refused to let go of Jiang Zhengxin, took out a red-hot soldering iron from the charcoal brazier and approached her, and said gloomily: "Although this king can't lead troops to fight, but the ability to torture prisoners is notoriously powerful, if you don't compromise, this king will leave some marks on you, anyway, the royal brother just wants you to serve, and he doesn't care if the skin outside you is destroyed or not." ”

"Soldering Iron ......"

Jiang Zhengxin said softly.

She lowered her head, her hair hanging down from most of her face, and she couldn't see her expression in the shadows, but Jia Ling heard a low chuckle.

"The prince's methods of torturing people are nothing more than that."

"You ......." Jia Ling was annoyed and ashamed, pulled down Jiang Zhengxin's clothes on his left shoulder, and pressed the soldering iron hard.

Wow————

The sound of scorching skin with a soldering iron makes the scalp tingle.

Jiang Zhengxin was so painful that he couldn't do it, and he clenched his teeth without revealing a trace of weakness.

Jia Ling was even more annoyed when she saw her holding on, and then the second and third soldering irons were imprinted in different places on her body.

It wasn't until Jiang Zhengxin fainted that Jia Ling stopped, after all, the imperial brother had ordered her not to die.

His gaze wandered over Jiang Zhengxin's body, proudly admiring his masterpiece, and his almost perverted and distorted psychology made him tremble slightly with excitement.

When his gaze fell on the white jade-like skin outside Jiang Zhengxin's wound, an undercurrent suddenly surged under his eyes.

He lifted her chin with his hand, and under the messy strands of hair, the good-looking, pale face ignited his desire.

Since the torture could not be achieved, he thought, maybe there were other ways to make her submit.