The palace lights under the cover of night are still bright, and the palace maids and eunuchs who come and go are also endless, but although there are many people, there are few voices in the greeting and sending off, that is, the little eunuch who has just entered the palace sees the high-grade father-in-law and just bows down, and says hello in a low voice, the owner of this palace is not there, and the temporary supervisor has returned to the East Palace at night to rest, and the people seem to have a tacit understanding in the night and dare not make a sound. In the daytime, everyone yearns for the magnificent palace that took decades to build, but at the moment it is dead and gloomy. But this silence is limited to the places where the lights in the palace shine, and the dark edict is not limited to this.

This afternoon, when the sky turned from dark to dark, a "corpse" tied up with five flowers and wrapped in a white cloth was brought in, and Lao Lao was tied to the torture pillar in the dark room, and guarded by several guards.

At about the hour, the door of the darkroom rang softly, and several figures had entered the darkroom, only to see the leader of the man waving his head, and the person next to him immediately bent down and scooped up a scoop of rancid ice water from the cold room with a mask and still hot breath and splashed it on the person wrapped in white cloth.

After a few breaths, the dull throat sound of cough cough cough sounded, and the person in the white cloth seemed to gradually wake up.

"My lord, wake up." A concise and capable voice sounded. He was answered with a dull hum and no more movement.

The air seemed to condense in an instant, except for the sound of heavy breathing, and even the breathing of the person who had just answered could hardly be heard. A faint cold wind came, and the iron door that had just not been closed was slammed shut. But the man wrapped in the white cloth knew that the men standing in front of him had not left. Silence, big gasps. This was followed by a quiet inhalation, then the wheezing quieted down, and then the breathing became inaudible.

"My lord, this person should not be ......," a young man who couldn't see his face clearly, said urgently.

With a punch, the man who had just spoken was knocked down against the wall. "Fool, ruined my plan." A voice like metal scraping against him said indifferently.

The body wrapped in a white cloth was motionless at the moment.

"Little girl, don't play any tricks with me, since no one can go out after entering here, it's better to answer my questions honestly and suffer less flesh and skin." The sound of metal rubbing, which gave goosebumps all over my body, sounded again.

The white cloth remained motionless, as if the people inside had been suffocated by the water-stained white cloth.

"Toast and don't eat ......" Before the words were finished, the sound of the knife had been drawn, and the motionless body in the white cloth suddenly shook and was about to twist, and the scimitar flashed without looking at it, and it had pierced into the white cloth. The man seemed to be extremely confident in his sword skills, and did not look down to see if there was any blood flowing out, but turned around and sat down on the body of his subordinate who had just fallen to the ground in pain.

A faint candle flame came from nowhere, and the cold blade of the knife was directly attached to the body of the white cloth silhouette, and the knife was impartial, only cutting the clothes around her waist and hanging them in the holes that were pierced in the front and back of the white cloth.

"Your prince's man? What do you want to ask me? There's no need to go around the bend anymore, just say it," Bai Buli was pressed against the cold blade of the flesh, and his body twisted slightly uncomfortably, and asked in a stubborn tone.

The first to answer her was to move her steps slowly, and the place where the white cloth covered her head was lifted, and a pair of tired eyes were exposed from under the white cloth. Before she could lift her eyelids, she saw a shadow flash in front of her, her jaw had been tightly clasped by a pair of iron hoop-like hands, and a pill was about to be sent into her mouth. I saw that the right hand that put the medicine did not take it back after throwing it into his mouth, and then he covered the mouth of the person in the white cloth with force, and at the same time, the left hand that had just clasped his jaw pinched the small Qiong nose hard, and the mouth that inhaled heavily between Xuyi had opened his relaxed right hand and swallowed the pill into his abdomen. In the candlelight, the appearance of retching and wanting to spit out the pill was Zhining.

Before she could retch for the third time, she repeated the method just now, but this time it was not a pill, but the rancid water just now.

"Go take it off." The voice of the unpleasant man sounded again.

The white cloth was torn from Zhi Ning's head and tore to the side. A slap was thrown, and Zhi Ning's head was forcefully pulled aside. As she turned her head again, the faint candlelight seemed to begin to flicker. Is taking medicine the medicine medicine for torture and interrogation? Before she could think about it, her head began to ache violently, and the pain seemed to be like several drills piercing into the bones, but it was in the midst of this headache that small scales seemed to be hung on her eyelids. Suddenly he couldn't lift it heavily, and with a pop, the firefly candle flame went out, and a burst of green smoke entered Ning Qiong's nose. Once again, darkness took over the room.

Is it the crown prince? It doesn't seem to be the prince again, but this time it's a desperate situation.

There was no sound for a long time, but Zhining's headache was like a tide, surging from time to time. The thousand-pound eyelids have just completely drooped, and the green smoke mixed with the strange fragrance seems to contain some sleep-aiding things, and it seems that it is about to fall asleep. Suddenly, the pain in the bones hit again...... Wave after wave.

"Answer the question, and give you time to rest." The shrill voice rang out again.

Regardless of whether Zhi Ning agreed or not, the question had begun: "You seem to be called Zhi Ning, Ben... Let me ask you, you fled back alone on Chongming Island? ”

"Yes. You should know this question, I said don't go around in circles anymore, you can ask whatever you want directly. ”

"Did you report the news of the island to the prince?"

"Yes."

"Did you feed the man called Shilu poison on the island?"

"It's not."

"Did you want to kill him in the first place?"

"Yes."

"Did you kill him?"

"No, it's not."

"I pretended to hide it from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but I couldn't hide it from my eyes. Give her fifty lashes first. Let her remember for a long time, and remember that it is fifty lashes per hour. ”

"Yes, big ......."

"Ahem."

"Yes, yes."

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The sky has begun to dawn, in the mansion of the Marquis of Huan Hai.

Yu Mian, who hadn't slept all night, had his eyes red, although Eunuch Zheng felt sorry for his righteous daughter, but after all, the years were no longer forgiving, and he squinted on the couch for only an hour, and then came back again.

"Uncle, since it's time to go to the court, you should prepare to enter the palace." Yu Mian, who had calmed down, urged beside him.

"Virtuous nephew, the old man is more anxious than you at the moment, but the old man is a marquis of the outer seal, unless the prince announces it, otherwise he has no qualifications to enter the court."

"Uncle, is it because of these rules and regulations that you ignore them?"

"Jing Zhan, don't worry, I have already sent someone to inquire into the court, you wait."

"When is it, and you still send someone to inquire?" A roar came. The sound almost cracked the beams.

Xuanfuyang Marquis Li Jingfang entered the palace to meet him.

After the roar, a shrill voice came.