Hua Zijing's gaze wandered around Zhao Qinxiu's face. "Why did this hall come today, Miss Zhao doesn't know?"

After a moment of rest, Zhao Qinxiu pulled her lips and smiled, her smile was light, but Hua Zijing saw a sense of sarcasm. "Your Highness looks down on Qin Xiu, if Qin Xiu knew what my Zhao family was hindering His Highness's eyes, he would not have ended up like this."

In the face of Zhao Qinxiu's ridicule, Hua Zijing remained motionless, and glanced at the eunuch on the side, who cleverly took out a piece of letter paper from his arms and spread it out in front of Zhao Qinxiu.

Zhao Qinxiu squinted her eyes and looked at the letter paper through the dim light.

"If Miss Zhao didn't know, what was the so-called thing about sneaking into the Zhao Mansion after a month?" Hua Zijing raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zhao Qinxiu.

Zhao Qinxiu seemed to be extremely surprised. "Qin Xiu is alone, if he has no money and money, how can he survive."

"It's that simple?" Hua Zijing sneered. "Miss Zhao is a piece of material for the family, and she has saved a lot of dowry for herself before she is out of the cabinet."

What was searched from Zhao Qinxiu was the store deed of the Drunken Immortal Building, although the Drunken Immortal Building was not as famous as the Hele Restaurant, but because it was located in the downtown area, the business was also quite good.

When the Zhao Mansion was raided before, there was no record of this restaurant in the Zhao family's account books.

Since this store deed is in Zhao Qinxiu's hands, there is a good chance that this restaurant is the property under Zhao Qinxiu's name.

Zhao Qinxiu is a shrewd person, otherwise he wouldn't be in Kyoto, he has been hiding under his nose for so many days.

He didn't believe it, that is, that store was important, since Zhao Qinxiu had the ability to hide for so long, he would be willing to take such a big risk for a useless store deed?

"It's just an accident." Zhao Qinxiu responded lightly, her eyebrows and eyes lowered, as if she had never understood the deep meaning of Hua Zijing's words.

Hua Zijing took a step forward, reached out and pinched Zhao Qinxiu, forcing her to look at herself.

Zhao Qinxiu's small face was pinched hard by Hua Zijing, and bruises appeared. "It seems that Miss Zhao doesn't shed tears when she doesn't see the coffin."

Zhao Qinxiu was starved for several days in a row, and he was already holding on to his spirits, but at this moment, he lost his strength and said in a low voice. "Whatever Your Highness says, let it be."

"Miss Zhao is so backbone, good!"

Hua Zijing's eyes turned fierce, and as soon as his palm was raised, someone handed over a clean long whip.

"Smack." The whip was slender, with barbs all over the red body, and it fell on the person, but it didn't open the flesh, but it seemed to be drawn into Zhao Qinxiu's bones.

Zhao Qinxiu was jerked, and couldn't help but snort, and her body couldn't help trembling slightly.

Hua Zijing has been depressed these days, and now he has whipped Zhao Qinxiu a few times, and he feels a little more comfortable.

"Miss Zhao, what do you think of now?"

Hua Zijing's hand strength is not small, and after a few whips, Zhao Qinxiu's whole body has been soaked with cold sweat, and the sweat seeps out of the skin, as if water has dripped into the oil pot, and the pain is surging more and more.

Except for the first beating, Zhao Qinxiu survived and accepted it without saying a word.

Seeing Zhao Qinxiu like this, Hua Zijing laughed angrily. "I didn't expect Miss Zhao to be such a woman, she is really a heroine."

Because of the double protection of Sikong Ao and Qian Qian, Zhao Qinxiu was starving at most in the past two days, if it wasn't for today, Hua Zijing himself came to visit.

In this tiger prison, there are really few people who dare to whip her.

Zhao Qinxiu was physically exhausted, and after being whipped a few times, his consciousness was unconsciously a little blurred, and he looked up at Hua Zijing dimly.

Her lower lip had been bitten by her, and blood seeped between her lips and teeth.

Zhao Qinxiu had already tasted the taste of blood, and she didn't know what kind of mentality, she actually tried to hook the corners of her lips, and barely squeezed out a smile at Hua Zijing.

"Your Highness... Joked ...."

Hua Zijing only felt extremely upset, and when he saw the smile on Zhao Qinxiu's lips, he felt that Zhao Qinxiu was mocking himself, and he was even more unhappy in his heart, so he raised his hand and whipped Zhao Qinxiu a few more times.

As soon as he started to smoke a few times, he stopped and asked a sentence or two, but Zhao Qinxiu repeated those words that fooled him.

Hua Zi was so angry that his subordinates became more and more ruthless, and in the end, it seemed that he was smoking more and more easily, his eyes were stirring with madness, and he didn't know who Zhao Qinxiu was, and he crackled without stopping.

The clothes on Zhao Qinxiu's body were tattered, the skin on his body was open, and the barbs on the whip poured into Zhao Qinxiu's body, bringing out a stream of blood, and the slender horse whip had been soaked in blood.

It's strange to say, she is a famous lady, when has she ever suffered like this, and she has been whipped so much by Hua Zijing, although she can't hum in pain, but for some reason, she is still sober.

"Miss Zhao, what do you have to say at this moment?" Hua Zijing was tired, and the madness in his eyes had been suppressed by him well, and he threw aside the whip in disgust at this moment.

Stretched out his hand to take a handkerchief, carefully wiped his palm, and then looked up casually and asked Zhao Qinxiu.

Zhao Qinxiu was dripping with cold sweat, and his eyes slowly moved to Hua Zijing's face, and there was no one on his body that was complete.

For some reason, looking at Zhao Qinxiu's eyes, Hua Zijing's heart swelled with a sense of sadism, his eyebrows raised slightly, his eyes wandered around the torture room, and finally his eyes fell on the burning coal.

"It's a cold winter."

Hua Zijing paced slowly in the torture chamber, and his footsteps stopped in front of the charcoal brazier. "Miss Zhao feels cold?"

It's just that the soldering iron was smoking, Hua Zijing glanced at it, but he still didn't do it himself, but slowly signaled with the corner of his eye. "Why don't you help Miss Zhao get warm?"

The cell boss who was waiting on the side knew how to do it, and when he heard Hua Zijing say this, he immediately stepped forward, picked a piece of burned red soldering iron from the charcoal brazier, and held it up for Hua Zijing to see.

"Your Highness, take a look." Hua Zijing lowered his eyes and looked at a prisoner character engraved on the red soldering iron, and his eyebrows raised slightly.

"Where should this word be branded?"

Hua Zijing barely got a little interested, and walked around Zhao Qinxiu, as if he was measuring where to start.

In the end, Hua Zijing's footsteps paused slightly and stopped in front of Zhao Qinxiu.

"This face, both horizontally and vertically, has been ruined." Hua Zijing raised his eyebrows slightly. "It's better to completely destroy it, so that you can break Miss Zhao's thoughts, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone?"

The steaming iron, which was still steaming, was constantly swaying in front of Zhao Qinxiu's body, and the blazing temperature was getting closer and closer.

Zhao Qinxiu was in a trance, her eyes finally overflowed with a touch of fear, she gritted her teeth and couldn't control the trembling of fear in her body.

Finally getting the reaction he wanted, Hua Zijing nodded with satisfaction and took a step back.

"Miss Zhao, you have a brilliant mind, among your father's children, he loves you the most, you should know what this temple wants, if you tell this temple where the object is, this temple will bypass your great disrespect."

"If you are so ignorant." Hua Zijing pursed his lips and smiled slowly. "Then it's no wonder that the main hall is in."

Zhao Qinxiu licked her dry lips and closed her eyes, as if she had never felt the hot temperature. "The folk girl doesn't know."

Hua Zijing snorted coldly, and the corner of his eyes swept away.

The cell boss was waiting for Hua Zijing's order, and he sneered, and the soldering iron in his hand walked towards Zhao Qinxiu's face.

This cell boss has been in prison for many years, and naturally he knows that he wants people to speak, and naturally he has to pick the most important place to start.

It's just a pity that this delicate little face, this soldering iron, this face will be as beautiful as a fairy, and it will be ruined.

At this moment, the cell leader only felt a pain in his wrist, and his feet were sore, and he fell directly to the ground, and the soldering iron seemed to have long eyes, and it fell on his thigh accurately.

The effect was extremely fast, and a smell of burnt meat wafted out.

The soldering iron was used by someone to make a clever effort, and it was pressed on his leg, making him unable to move.

"Ahh

The head of the cell that hurt when he landed rolled on the ground.

When the soldering iron was already deeply embedded in his leg, the uninvited man kicked the unsightly guy a little farther.

Hua Zijing had stood in front of the only small window of the torture chamber, with his back to the door and window, so he did not face to see who was coming.

I didn't care about it, but when I heard the screams of the cell boss, I turned around and glanced in this direction, and saw the person with a dark face, and his face was a little ugly.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a lot of opportunities, how can you have time to come to this tiger prison today?" Sikong Ao kicked the man aside, and then looked at Shanghua Zijing's eyes, did not retreat, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked in a deep voice.

"What?" Hua Zijing looked at the cell head that was constantly rolling on the ground, his eyes darkened, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly. "The main hall hasn't asked the king of Zhennan why he came here, but the king of Zhennan has opened his mouth to question the main hall first?"

Hua Zijing's words are accusing Sikong of arrogance and dominance.

How could Sikong Ao not hear it? It's just that he turned a deaf ear and slowly bowed to Huazi. "Wei Chen saw that this cell boss was abusing lynching, and he was in a hurry, so he lost his sense of proportion, His Royal Highness is generous, shouldn't he be like Wei Chen?"

It is that Hua Zijing has not been crowned with a great treasure now, but now His Majesty has passed away, and it is only a matter of time.

Hua Zijing is a king, he is arrogant and a minister, that is, no matter how harmonious the monarch and ministers are, they still have to make a harmonious posture on their faces.

Hua Zijing's gaze fell quietly on Sikong Ao, and after a long time, he withdrew his gaze and looked away. "The king of Zhennan is very polite."

"Get up."

Sikong Ao slowly straightened his back. "Thank you, Your Highness."

"Is there something wrong with King Zhennan today?" Seeing Hua Zijing throw the words back to himself, Sikong Ao was not in a hurry to answer, his eyes directly crossed Hua Zijing and threw himself behind Hua Zijing.

Hua Zijing felt suspicious in his heart, and couldn't help but turn around and take a look.

There was a woman standing in front of the door, wrapped in a plain white shirt, her hair was half draped and half tied with a silver hairpin, and the mischievous broken hair that slipped off her sideburns slowly covered her face.

seemed to notice that Hua Zijing turned around, the woman reached out and brushed the scattered broken hair, pulled it to the back of her head, and looked at Hua Zijing fixedly with those deep eyes without a trace of emotion.

The face and the cold temperament blended together, as if the person who had been buried in the earth long ago had been resurrected again.

The moment Hua Zijing met the woman's eyes, his heart suddenly became half cold, and he unconsciously took a step back, his pupils dilated slightly.

"You."