Chuan Ming has been following Feng Duhan's side for more than six years, and he is very clear about the plan of the prince of Nanwang at this time.

So far, the prince is a phoenix in distress is not as good as a chicken, and no one will pay attention to their methods, even if they are tougher.

Chuan Ming smiled, but there was a cold murderous aura in his eyes, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, if you think of something, please talk to your subordinates, and we can save some trouble." ”

The prince gritted his teeth and stared at them, "You still want to torture them to extract confessions, but you can't do it!" "Even if he is in prison now, he is still the crown prince, and he will still be honorable until the king makes further moves.

Moreover, to this day, he still has a trace of illusion, hoping that there is still the possibility of turning over.

Chuan Ming and his companions hugged their shoulders and smiled without hesitation, "As long as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is willing to think of something, we don't want to embarrass you too much." ”

"Presumptuous!" The prince shouted, "Who do you think you are, just a dog in front of Feng Duhan, and dare to yell at this prince? ”

Hearing this, Chuan Ming and the others sneered disdainfully, stepped forward and put the knife directly on his neck.

Although the prince spoke arrogantly, he didn't dare to make a big move, the one on his neck was a real guy, if they didn't pay attention and lost their hands, there would be nowhere to sew their heads.

After seeing that his companion restrained the prince with a bright knife, Chuan Ming came behind the prince, locked his arm directly, and cut it behind his back.

The prince clearly heard the gurgling sound of his bones, and the pain seemed to be about to dislocate, but he still kept his mouth tightly closed, trying his best to maintain the last bit of dignity.

"Is there any wine?" Kawaaki asked the other person.

The man took out a leather bag from his waist and shook it, "And half a bag." ”

Chuan Ming smiled, "I think it's better to post the official, there is no trace, even if he is really accidentally killed, it is a big deal to hang him on the beam, it can also be said to be suicide in fear of sin." ”

The prince only felt that his head was buzzing, and they actually said that he would commit suicide in fear of sin? How is this possible, and what is his sin? Even his father, the emperor, didn't know how much blood was stained on his hands in order to sit in this position.

Thinking of this, he struggled desperately, trying in vain to break free from Chuan Ming's hands.

However, he did not have the martial arts of the British king, and with Kawaaki pressing him on a chair and pulling his arm from behind, he couldn't exert his strength at all.

At this time, another person took out a few books from the shelf, opened them, and picked out one of them for Kawaaki to see, the pages of which were made of fine mulberry paper.

Chuan Ming nodded, "Just use it." ”

Watching the man tear open the book, he laid out the pages of paper in front of him, and there were five of them.

Chuan Ming said quietly behind him: "Presumably, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must be very familiar with the gameplay of Tiejiaguan, and his subordinates estimate that these five cards are enough for you." ”

The prince's blood was cold.

He couldn't be clearer about what the post official was.

He had concocted this before, specifically against those who opposed him.

This method does not leave any marks on the person's body, but it can cause people to suffer until they finally suffocate to death.

Chuan Ming smiled disdainfully, "Has His Royal Highness the Crown Prince remembered anything at this time?" Don't let our prince wait outside in a hurry. ”

"You ...... You'll regret it......" Before the prince could finish speaking, Chuan Ming turned his head back, and a piece of mulberry paper fell on his face.

The prince covered his face with mulberry paper, and only heard the sound of "plop", as if someone had spewed water out of his mouth and landed on the mulberry paper.

A strong smell of wine spreads.

He shook his head desperately, trying to shake the paper off, but the mulberry paper became so soft after being moistened by the wine that it immediately fit his face, and no matter how much he shook it, he couldn't shake it off.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, this is just one, you still have time to think about it slowly." Chuan Ming's voice sounded faintly in his ears, like a death urging death.

The prince breathed hard, and the mulberry paper covered his nose and mouth, but not so much that it pained him.

Another piece of mulberry paper fell.

The man was squirting wine in his face again.

If he had changed before, he would have felt sick at the thought that the wine on his face had come out of someone else's mouth.

But now, he felt only fear.

Breathing became difficult, and he still tried to keep his composure, because he felt that even if he didn't say anything, they couldn't really kill him, don't look at their tough words, but if he did, then Twilight would never know that again.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, do you remember something?" Kawaaki asked.

The prince's chest rose and fell violently, and he didn't say a word.

A third sheet of mulberry paper was covered...... Fourth ......

Despite his best efforts, he couldn't break through the layers of obstacles on his face, and he gradually felt weak, and his hands and feet twitched.

As his consciousness drifted away, he vaguely heard the conversation between the two men.

"If he is really dead, how will the prince explain to the king?"

"Confession? What is there to explain? If he really dies, it will not be a bad thing, so that he will not suffer in the future. ”

"He still won't say ......"

"Forget it, let's get the last one." The voice sounded without any hesitation.

By the time the fifth piece of mulberry paper fell, he was in utter despair, the boundless darkness tearing at his lungs, as if it were about to explode.

He finally understood that if he didn't say anything, today would be his death.

Twilight doesn't feel any pity for him.

Just as he was about to lose consciousness, he kicked his legs violently, and his hands were swinging desperately, as if asking them to quickly remove the paper from his face.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seems to have something to say?"

The thick layer of mulberry paper on his face was removed, and the air instantly poured into his lungs, and he was like a drowning man, gasping for breath, his face was bruised, like a dead man who had just crawled out of a grave.

"Your Highness is willing to say it?" Kawaaki asked.

The prince nodded weakly, and Chuan Ming let go of his arm from behind and went out to return to Feng Duhan.

The prince was left alone and collapsed weakly in his chair, coughing weakly.

Twilight re-entered the meditation hall, lifted the hem of his robe, and sat down in the chair across from him.

Chuan Ming and the others had to go up and hold the prince's arm before he could sit down in the chair again.

"Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has remembered it, let's say it." The wind twilight is cold and cold.

The prince's lips twitched, his teeth chattered, and he knew from the look on his face that he was almost about to collapse after the catastrophe just now.

“…… It's the queen mother...... It was she who told me about the dragon vein, and legend has it that if you open the dragon vein, you can get supreme power...... Can you still ...... Grow into an immortal...... "The prince stammered, "she told me!" Originally, I didn't have this in mind, but she told me that your biological mother's ancestor was once the emperor's favorite princess, and her dowry carried the key to open the dragon vein...... But I only got one key...... You didn't find this in your birth mother's dowry......"