"Third brother, I haven't seen you for many years, you're still the same!" King Jin's thin and cool Yin Hong's lips slowly hooked, blooming into a beautiful but bloodthirsty smile.

The third prince almost froze, and after a long pause, he said with difficulty: "Ten ...... Tenth Brother...... When did you return to Beijing? I don't know, haha, hahahaha. He smiled stiffly. That expression is hard to see to the extreme.

Mo Lianyi secretly wondered in his heart, didn't anyone spread the news that King Jin went to make a big fuss about Xiangguofu? Why did the third prince actually say that he didn't know?

In fact, this is really not to blame the three princes. It is that His Royal Highness the King of Jin is 'too prestigious', so that when people mention his topic, they are silent, for fear that trouble will come out of their mouths. Therefore, although there were many guests in Xiangguo Mansion that day, after everyone left, they unanimously chose to keep silent, and no one dared to say half a word about Xiangguo Mansion and His Royal Highness King Jin. Therefore, even such a sensational thing as King Jin's return to Beijing, no one dared to spread half a sentence to the outside world!

King Jin no longer paid attention to the third prince, he just laughed coldly, and then looked around at everything in this torture room, his eyes faintly swept over Mo Lianyi and Fan Zhen: "This is a trial!" ”

Fan Zhen replied respectfully: "Back to Your Highness, it is the third prince who is personally arraigning Miss Mo. The third prince suspected that Miss Mo was the assassin who assassinated the crown prince. Therefore, this pot is for Miss Mo. In three or two sentences, he took out his responsibility. Everything is dominated by the three princes, and he Fan Zhen is a drama watcher at best.

The third prince hated it so much that he scolded Fan Zhen in his heart, and he forced himself to calm down: "Tenth brother, dare to ask you why you came to this ink guard death row?" ”

"Oh, I also happened to catch an assassin who assassinated the crown prince, so I specially sent him to the ink guard, so that Lord Fan could have a good trial." After speaking, he walked to the seat of the third prince just now, and sat down leisurely: "Come on, bring that assassin up!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the two secret guards of the King of Jin walked in with one of them.

As soon as the third prince saw that person, his face suddenly changed drastically: "This, this is impossible!" Tenth brother, this person is my personal retinue, how can he be an assassin? ”

"Oh?" His Royal Highness the King of Jin stretched his slender and powerful legs, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, that posture was so beautiful that it could be painted, of course, provided that there was a painter who dared to paint him. The dark eyes behind the mask glanced at the third prince casually: "I said he was, but the third brother didn't think he was?" ”

The indifferent tone and cold timbre made people feel like falling into an ice cave when they heard it in their ears. It was as if a sharp sword was hanging over him.

The third prince clenched his teeth, and his heart was almost twisted into a rope. King Jin made it clear that he couldn't get along with him. He casually caught Mo Lianyi and said that at this moment, King Jin caught his personal entourage and said that he was an assassin. This is a clear way to get along with him!

Fan Zhen raised his head at this time, and said in a calm voice: "Is it not, you have to try it to know in the first trial." ”

King Jin suddenly smiled: "Lord Fan's words are reasonable. Today, this king and the third brother are here, so you can have a good trial! After speaking, his eyes swept over Mo Lianyi again: "Come here, loosen the muscles and bones of this king." The casual and ordinary tone was almost like commanding his own slaves.

Mo Lianyi was secretly angry, but he didn't dare to get along with this killing god at this juncture. Isn't it just loosening? Do you dare to try it? She replied respectfully, "Yes!" Ripples obey! ”

Getting up, she slowly walked behind King Jin, looking at his broad and hard arms, she exhaled deeply. Suddenly, I felt that this was the real great man who could be a great man! Even if he is a real son of heaven, standing in front of him, he will definitely be ashamed of himself, right?

Seeing that Mo Lianyi was a little upright, His Royal Highness the King of Jin glanced at her unhappily.

She immediately came back to her senses, clenched her small fist, and slammed it on King Jin's shoulder. Nima, this shoulder is really hard enough, is this the legendary steel and iron bones?

Maybe she was very comfortable, in short, His Royal Highness King Jin showed a satisfied smile, and the room full of people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Let's try it." He set his sights on Fan Zhen anew. And it is completely a condescending master's mouth, as if the third prince and Fan Zhen are just slaves for him to send trends.

The three princes gritted their teeth angrily and clenched their fists.

Fan Zhen agreed very calmly: "Yes!" Commanded by humility. ”

After speaking, he got up neatly, walked directly to the escorted entourage, stretched out his cold and powerful fingers, and pinched the man's chin: "Say, you are the assassin who assassinated the prince?" ”

The attendant shook his head desperately: "No, no, no! The villain is the retinue of the Third Highness, who has always served closely, and has no power to restrain the chicken, how could he go to assassinate the prince? ”

"Humph! Still dare to be hard-mouthed? Fan Zhen snorted coldly, and shook off the man's chin casually: "Come on, go to punishment!" ”

"Yes!" The ink-clothed guard, who was waiting respectfully, stepped forward, took the attendant, and then tied him to the cross with his hands and feet.

"Your Royal Highness, the slave has been wronged! Third Highness, save the minions! The minions really don't know anything! The attendant shouted and struggled, but his little strength was nothing in front of the battle-hardened Ink Guard.

The third prince felt that his face was hot, as if he had just been fanned. He wanted to be a leisurely and lazy but unspeakably expensive King of Jin, with fear, resentment, and scarlet killing intent in his eyes.

However, he dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, so he could only stand here like a wooden stake, allowing others to cut a knife in his face over and over again.

I saw that the man of the ink-clothed guard slashed twice at random on the body of the attendant, and fine beads of blood came out of the wound.

Then he brought a wooden barrel and poured all the contents of the barrel on the attendant.

"Ahh

Mo Lianyi only felt that her scalp was numb for a while, and her throat twitched unconsciously, even if she looked at it again, she would vomit uncontrollably.

The barrel was filled with a dense mass of small red worms, and those insects glowed with a terrifying red light, looking like one bright red blood bead after another.

The red bugs smelled blood and were extremely excited. Scrambled, you stepped on me, I stepped on you, crawling vigorously to the wound of the attendant.

"Ahh Help me! I don't know, I don't know anything! The attendant's eyes widened in horror, and his throat burst out.

The third prince's clenched fists began to tremble, and his scalp tingled for a while.

Mo Lianyi, no matter in his past or present life, rarely saw this bloody method of torturing and killing criminals. In addition, the original owner's health was not good, and her breath was very unstable, so she covered her lips with her hands, for fear that she would retch out if she was not careful.

"I'm afraid of snakes and insects, your guts are really impressive." His voice was cold and arrogant, and there was a faint hint of banter. That condescending and teasing tone is like teasing a pet in the palm of your own hand.

Mo Lianyi gritted his teeth and decided to pretend to be dead and not speak. Nima, is he being sarcastic?

Suddenly, a strong force grabbed Mo Lianyi's wrist, and the cold touch passed through the thin fabric and hit the bottom of Mo Lianyi's heart. After a brief dizziness, she opened her eyes again, and she had already fallen into the arms of His Royal Highness King Jin.