Aunt Zhao forgot to cry now, her eyes were glazed, and before she could react to what the man's words meant, she saw several guard-like people lifting her up.

  When she came back to her senses, she realized that she was on the stove, and there was a raging fire at her feet.

  Aunt Zhao suddenly went crazy and shook the rope in her hand frantically: "Let go of me!" Let me go! Do you know who I am? I'm the aunt of the Guogong Mansion, and if my lord knew that you treated me like this, he wouldn't let you go......"

  Before she could finish speaking, the soldering iron landed on her back, and the woman let out a painful scream: "Ahh

  The man listened quietly to the woman's cry with his eyes half-closed, his thin lips slightly raised, and he looked at the situation almost with pleasure.

  Aunt Zhao cursed a few more times, her eyes seemed to be on fire, and she stared directly at the man sitting not far away, like a gentleman and nobleman.

  She was furious, and her voice was intermittent, but this did not prevent her from being angry: "Fu Jingyan, you will not die well, you will definitely die well, if you do this, God will watch it, and I will not let you go if I am a ghost!" ”

  The man frowned lightly, opened his eyes, and slowly cast his gaze to her, his eyes were as light as thin ice, and his thin lips were lightly opened: "Mrs. Zhao still has strength, it seems that the punishment is not enough." ”

  As he spoke, his gaze fell on the two people who were being executed next to him.

  The two attendants froze, a thin sweat broke out on their foreheads, and then in horror they slammed the soldering iron on the woman's body.

  The woman's screams echoed through the silent dungeon.

  Aunt Zhao was covered in blood, except for a face that could be seen clearly, there was no good meat.

  She gritted her teeth, tears and snot mixed together, and her voice trembled: "I was wrong, I was really, really wrong, spare me." ”

  The man flicked the wrench on his hand a little boringly, and his voice had a faint smile, but it was like a piercing cold light, and the killing intent surged: "Mrs. Zhao, you must know that the most annoying thing in my life is the things that move me without knowing how to do it." ”

  I don't know if it's because it's hot all over, like a fire, Aunt Zhao is actually empowered.

  She thought about everything she had done before, and she had a guess in her heart.

  Fu Jingyan punished her, not because of what happened three years ago, but because she attacked Bai Xi.

  Aunt Zhao gritted her silver teeth, she was unwilling, she was unwilling to end up planting herself in Bai Xi's hands.

  Thinking about it, as soon as the rope of the hanging hand was loosened, she was thrown to the ground hard.

  I lost my strength all over my body, and I felt that it was a luxury to take a breath.

  The woman collapsed on the ground in disgrace, unable to move, and had long since lost her human appearance.

  The man lowered his eyes slightly, looked down, like looking at ants, and after half a sound, he pulled out a smile, his slender white fingers raised slightly, and made a gentle move, smiling: "Throw people to the Qi Palace." ”

  He took the handkerchief handed by the attendant, wiped the knuckles of his fingers back and forth, and smiled: "After all, my imperial brother has more ways to punish people. ”

  Besides, he just lacks a scapegoat.

  Aunt Zhao was dragged away and thrown like a dead dog in the courtyard of the Qi Palace.

  Song Jinchao looked at the woman who was paralyzed on the ground, and the coldness in his eyes suddenly leaked.

  Liuli arched his hand, and his voice did not fluctuate in the slightest: "Master, do you need a slave to chase after you?" ”