The two of them thought about it, and they became more and more emboldened.

Most of the people who came to the dungeon were people in the palace, and their appearance and appearance were average, they were all cheap people who did rough work, and there was nothing to look at if they were rough and thick.

But this proton is a pampered royal family, even if he came to the Northern Zhou Dynasty as a hostage, he also had to eat and drink well, and the empress was particularly attentive, so she had never suffered at all.

The skin is delicate and fair, the body is well-proportioned, some slender but not the skinny kind, it can be seen that he is a person who has practiced martial arts.

"Wait, I'll come first." Jailer A hurriedly went to pull Li Jun's belt, and the expression on his face was disgusting.

Li Jun gritted his teeth, thinking that even if he died, he would never suffer such a humiliation!

At night, the palace was silent, except for the footsteps of the guards on patrol.

The dungeon in the northwest corner, surrounded by thick walls, is about three feet deep when you go down, and the sound here can never be heard from above.

A group of people in a hurry walked towards the dungeon, and the dungeon guards were about to stop them, when they saw Zhao Gonggong leading the team in front, and then they saw the empress who randomly approved a big coat, followed by two personal guards, a man and a woman.

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty! Why are you here?! The two guards exclaimed in a hurry, deliberately loud.

Xijing frowned, and found that things were not simple.

It's okay to see that she's afraid, since she's afraid, the voice should be very small for fear of annoying her, shouting so loudly, it's better to remind someone.

Xijing kicked away, knelt on the ground, and blocked the way, and the guard walked in.

Walking down the steps, she stepped on the cold, hard bluestone slab floor of the cell floor, and there were occasional blood stains on the ground, which stained her cloud brocade soap boots.

"Ouch, you're quite backbone, would you rather die than obey?" A somewhat harsh voice came from the cell in the middle of the room, and it didn't sound like a good person.

"No one will come tonight, we can take our time~" The tone was sloppy, and I could almost think of what a disgusting thing it was.

Xijing walked quickly, and saw Li Jun hanging his arms in chains, his feet were controlled and he couldn't break free, his shirt slipped halfway, his belt had been torn off, and his shirt hung loosely on his waist.

His mouth was stuffed with a cloth with obvious blood stains, most likely caused by his biting of his tongue.

And the two jailers were very excited, one of them held Li Jun from behind to prevent him from struggling, and the other jailer had actually untied his belt and planned to do something wrong.

"Presumptuous!" Xijing kicked open the door of the cell.

"Who is broken—ah, Your Majesty!" I thought it was other jailers disturbing the good thing, but when I turned my head and saw that it was the empress, I immediately fell to my knees in fright, and forgot to mention my pants.

Zhao Youde and the two guards also followed into the cell, their eyes fell on the two bold and reckless, and then slowly looked at Li Jun who was chained.

The green silk was scattered on the half-exposed body, half-covered and half-blocked, without the restraint of the belt, and the lower shirt slipped slightly, revealing the white and slender legs.

"." Xijing scolded secretly, and quickly took off the big hat to cover him, and swept his cold gaze to everyone present.

She removed the cloth from his mouth, and blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, and the tip of the cloth was completely stained red.

Xijing pinched his jaw, pinched his mouth and frowned.

Fortunately, the tongue was not broken, it should have just been injured.

She reached out and took his pulse, which was fine except for biting her tongue.