Iron bars the thickness of the baby's arms, and inch-thick cast iron doors.

When you enter here, it is difficult to fly.

Yan Chong walked all the way over, and the biggest difference between the edict prison and the Dali Temple prison where he once stayed was that there was no sound here. Because, if you dare to shout and scream, drag it out, and you will be served.

No one who has ever tasted the torture of the edict wants to taste it a second time.

Therefore, listening to the footsteps, even those who are not dead want to shrink in the corner, thinking that they are already dead.

Yan Chong's footsteps did not stop, and he went all the way to the end.

In front of an iron door, he paused, and then resolutely stretched out his hand and pushed open the door in front of him.

Unlike the cells that he had just passed by, the cell in front of him was surrounded by iron walls and no iron fences, so there was no way for the light of the tung oil lamp to penetrate. As far as the eye can see, it is as dark as the night.

Yan Chong had already prepared, took out the fire fold from his waist, blew it, and walked in through the faint light.

As soon as he fished out on his left hand, he fished out a tung oil lamp, lit the lamp, and then he turned around and walked.

The first thing I saw was the torture rack in the middle.

At this time, there was a person hanging on the torture rack, who had not yet adapted to the sudden light, squinting slightly, but looking accurately in his direction, the light in his eyes was cold and sharp.

Yan Chong's gaze swept over him, and he saw that there were no scars on his body, just hanging like that. But in addition to the big dazer on his body, the edict is the coldest, and I don't know how long he has been hanging, and it is such a weather, no wonder his body, it is no wonder that he has not been tortured, but his face is already pale.

Yan Chong's eyes flashed twice, and with a hook of his long legs, he had already hooked a chair next to him, and he sat down, hooked the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile, "Tianzi No. 1, wherever Lord Ye goes, he is so majestic!" ”

The Tianzi No. 1 in the edict is naturally not the same as the Tianzi No. 1 room in the inn, but it is a torture room that will only be used when entertaining the most important people.

As a result, this room is also different from other cells.

However, it is obvious that Emperor Yonghe also knew Ye Zhun's body and specially confessed, so he was not tortured.

Even so, it was enough for him to drink a pot of water in this dark cell. If you change to an ordinary person, you are hung in this black hole, you can't see your fingers, and you can't even hear the wind, you are afraid that your heart has already collapsed, and there was no shortage of people who went crazy after one night. But Ye Zhun is strong-willed, Yan Chongguan Although his face is pale, his expression is calm as usual, because he is used to the light, the eyes with deep eyeliner are half raised, looking at himself, as if with a little meaningful smile, Yan Chong knows that this person is really not an ordinary person.

"Lord Yan actually came to see me in the Imperial Prison, which flattered me, right?" Ye Zhun suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, but his voice was a little weak.

Yan Chong frowned, his gaze swept over his pale face, brushed his white lips, pursed the corners of his mouth, and said in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?" ”

"What do you say? What do I want to do? Ye Zhun still chuckled, with only one pair of eyes, even in such a situation, it was still clear and clear.

"Naturally, you won't sacrifice yourself to apologize for Xiao Qi. You want him to be grateful to you, obey you, and use yourself to force me, Ye Zhun, you are so ruthless. "Be cruel to others, and be even more ruthless to yourself.

He is a five-grade Beijing official, where did he have the courage to assassinate the prince? What's more, how can he assassinate? This requires a reason, otherwise no one can convince them.

The most credible reason is to reveal his true identity.

But once his true identity is revealed, what will he face, Yan Chong didn't believe that he couldn't think of it, but he actually did it anyway.

What a madman.

Ye Zhun wanted to laugh, but he didn't want to be angry, it actually caused a string of coughs, and finally calmed down the cough, but his face was even more ugly than Fang Cai.

After taking a breath, he said, "In your heart, I can't compare to Yan Cen one or two, but I also want to gamble, you say, if I really die here, at the hands of your beloved imperial uncle, will you still be indifferent?" ”

"Maniac!" Yan Chong finally couldn't help but scold.

"Crazy? Who isn't crazy? Ye Zhun chuckled twice, "However, I didn't expect that he would put me in prison." Not Dali Temple, but Imperial Prison. It wasn't until that moment that I realized that I had underestimated him after all. ”

Who he is, who speaks and listens, all know it.

Yan Chong's eyes were sinky, but the bottom of his eyes was sparkling.

"He doesn't trust Feng Lun anymore. Why? He naturally knew that Feng Lun was involved with Xiao Qi. In other words, he was suspicious of Xiao Qi. Speaking of this, Ye Zhun laughed again, with some special meaning in that smile, "That's good, except for the two little ones, he is only four sons, looking at this situation, this matter of establishing a prince, I'm afraid I can't wait for the two little ones to grow up." But on the contrary, one of his two useful sons died, and most of them were killed by the other, even if there is no evidence, guess he, will he give him this throne with peace of mind? Of course, it is also possible to hand it over to him, after all, he has no better choice, there is no evidence, just to deceive himself, as if he doesn't know anything, so it's quite at ease. ”

Yan Chong looked at Ye Zhun, who seemed to be thinking about the good show that was going to be staged next, and couldn't stop being excited, and his eyebrows tightened, "You want to watch Daliang chaotic politics, right?" ”

Ye Zhun turned his head to look at him, his eyes were shining, "It's not messy enough." ”

Yan Chong frowned and didn't say anything, but under his eyes, there was clear anger.

"What? Are you unimpressed? Even if you know the truth, you don't want to admit your bloodline, and you don't want to bear the hatred of the country and the family, right? The smile on Ye Zhun's face slowly faded, "Yes, you are the prince of the Marquis of Jing'an, the most favored nephew of Emperor Yonghe, and in your bones, you have long thought that you are a Daliang person." You've got it all, so why bother to live that precarious life? For this reason, you want to support Xiao Yun to enter the East Palace. But what to do? Right now...... Xiao Yun died, and he died in Xiao Qi's hands. What do you want to do? Whether to turn out Xiao Qi's guilt and make him irreversible, or to let him live for the sake of Daliang, I am really curious. ”

Yan Chong's eyes were a little cold, but he didn't get angry or weak at all because of his words, he just said calmly, "If Xiao Qi wants to live, you have to die." ”

In this world, the so-called truth is just the result that the superior wants.

Emperor Yonghe's heart is the whole world, even if he knows everything, but for the sake of the successor of the Great Liang, Yan Chong can also guess his choice.

Without Xiao Yun, Xiao Qi had to live.

However, Xiao Yun's death must always be explained, and Ye Zhun himself became a scapegoat, which is very convenient.

Ye Zhun couldn't have thought through this, but he still took this step.

Even at this moment, he was still smiling, "Death is death!" ”