Chapter 332: The Minister Doesn't Admit It

The officers and soldiers sent by the emperor came out to arrest the assassins, but they turned around and stabbed the assassins out, and now the matter has risen to a new level, and it is no longer an ordinary assassination.

An Ruqing wrung her eyebrows, she naturally knew the seriousness of the matter, but at the same time, she was speechless for a while.

How come there are any victims who have been guilty since this time, besides, even if it was really Mo Nanchen who killed those people, he had to find out the truth of the matter!

But obviously, they took people away without saying anything like this, and there was no doubt that someone was behind them.

This person didn't plan to give Mo Nanchen a chance at all, and at this time, Mo Nanchen had already been brought to the palace.

In the main hall, Mo Nanqi was standing on one side, and after Mo Nanchen glanced at him coldly, he was neither humble nor arrogant: "See my father!" ”

"Mo Nanchen! I love you so much, but you killed the people of my Praetorian Guard! What exactly do you want to do?! ”

The emperor was full of anger and slapped directly on the table.

Mo Nanchen's expression remained unchanged, he withdrew his arched hand, and a sneer appeared on his lips, "Doesn't my father plan to listen to his son's explanation?" ”

"Explain what? Didn't they find them from your palace? What else is there to explain! The Emperor was furious.

He obviously didn't believe Mo Nanchen's words, and he didn't even intend to listen to the explanation.

"The sons didn't admit it, and at the same time, they assassinated them first!"

Mo Nanchen was reluctant to let go, and the emperor's face instantly turned cold: "I will ask you one last time, do you admit it or not?!" ”

"The retainers don't admit it!"

"Someone! Put this rebel in the dungeon! I don't want to see him! ”

Mo Nanqi looked expressionless, but joy rose in his heart.

Seeing that the emperor was angry, Mo Nanqi stood up: "Father! Mo Nanchen is afraid that he hasn't thought about it yet, so it's better to let Erchen help persuade him. ”

The emperor was angry and didn't want to speak, so he waved his hand casually: "Then you come!" ”

Mo Nanchen was locked up in the dungeon, and Mo Nanqi followed him all the way.

Mo Nanqi looked at the dim dungeon, and he laughed and mocked: "If Your Highness wants to say, you might as well sign and draw a bet, why make your father angry?" ”

"No way!" Mo Nanchen's cold eyes were half-narrowed, and his eyes were full of fierce light.

He didn't feel that his situation was bad, and he naturally wouldn't admit to confessing his sins.

"In that case, don't blame His Highness for not taking care of you." Mo Nanqi snorted coldly, he clapped his hands, and then several people came out of the shadows, still holding buckets and whips.

"Why do you bother, this dungeon is dark and damp, and if you accidentally get sick, it's hard to get through."

But these words, Mo Nanchen ignored them, as if he had nothing to do with him, and he didn't even raise his eyes to look at them.

Mo Nanqi's face sank, and then he said coldly: "It seems that you really don't know whether you live or die, and you don't eat and drink when you toast!" ”

After speaking, Mo Nanchen was tied up, and a bucket of ice water drenched him directly from beginning to end.

But Mo Nanchen's expression was still light, there was no superfluous expression on his face, and his cold appearance had a sense of arrogance.

His appearance made Mo Nanqi even more angry in his heart, standing outside the door and snorting coldly: "See how long you can last!" ”

Mo Nanqi stared at it for a long time and didn't see Mo Nanchen say a word of pain, he finally lost his patience, and glanced at the guard beside him viciously: "Keep an eye on here, report immediately if you have something!" ”

"Yes!"

After saying that, Monanqi prepared to leave.

As soon as he turned around, he thought of something.

If Mo Nanchen can't hold on, then he has to teach him a lesson, but he can't waste such a good opportunity to torture him in vain!

Mo Nanqi sneered, her dark eyes full of pride.

"Your Highness, this is a dungeon, if King Qi is injured here, I'm afraid it will anger Your Majesty......"

The guards looked hesitant, Mo Nanchen had a problem here, and it was hard to guarantee that Mo Nanqi would be implicated.

Hearing this, these words brought back Menanqi's senses.

"That's it, count him lucky!"

Monanqi turned away dissatisfied.

The guard turned his head to look at Mo Nanchen, who was drenched in ice water and whipped again, and the latter didn't even frown, and suddenly felt a little admiration in his heart.

Such iron bones should be admired.

However, his master is the third prince.

After the group of people left after the execution, Mo Nanchen was finally overwhelmed and fainted.

On the other side, An Ruqing was searching for things that could be used in the room, what clothes and medicines, and brought them all.

"Princess, what are you going to do here?" Minghui stared at An Ruqing's movements, his eyes full of puzzlement.

"Prison visit!"

An Ruqing's face was calm, she was holding a lot of things, and she looked calm.

"You brought so many things, you can't get in, you can only disguise yourself as a jailer and sneak in!" Minghui is obviously also in a dilemma.

With such a serious crime, even Mo Nanchen can't do anything about it.

An Ruqing turned a deaf ear and draped the clothes she brought on her body one by one.

Soon, she cleaned up.

Minghui went out with the jailer's clothes and tokens he had gotten in advance, and when he was at the door of the dungeon, he gave the cell boss a heavy money bag.

The cell boss lowered his voice: "Hurry up! The third prince will come back at any time. ”

An Ruqing quickly entered the door under the leadership of the cell boss, and Minghui found an unobtrusive place to keep an eye on it.

Under the leadership of the cell leader, An Ruqing's pace was obviously faster.

The two kept walking inside, and when they reached the innermost room, the cell boss opened the door: "Hurry up, I'll wait for you outside!" ”

An Ruqing stepped into the cell, and at a glance saw Mo Nanchen lying in the cell with a pale face, and his whole person looked extremely fragile.

The clothes on Mo Nanchen's body were still wet, and the original gorgeous clothes were already tattered here, and the wounds one after another seemed to be caused by whipping.

An Ruqing couldn't stop shedding tears, she quickly took off the few extra clothes she was wearing and covered Mo Nanchen.

Then he took out the pill he had hidden earlier and fed him it, carefully treating the wound.

"Mo Nanchen, I'm sure you're okay! Hurry up and open your eyes and look at me! ”

An Ruqing shed a warm teardrop, her voice trembled slightly, and her eyes stared nervously at the person in front of her.

But no matter what she did, Mo Nanchen didn't react at all.

An Ruqing couldn't restrain her emotions in the end, hugged Mo Nanchen, and sobbed loudly in his arms.

Just when she was crying sadly, she suddenly heard a little smile above her head: "I'm not dead yet, don't be in a hurry to cry." ”

An Ruqing suddenly raised her eyes, broke into tears and gave Mo Nanchen a slap on the arm: "You scared me to death!" ”

Mo Nan twisted his eyebrows in pain, but his face did not show any emotion.

When the two were concerned about the old days, the anxious voice of the cell head suddenly came: "Hurry up!" Going! The people of the Three Princes are back! ”

An Ruqing reluctantly stared at Mo Nanchen and clenched his cold hand.

"Let's go, it will be troublesome for them to find out, I'm fine." Mo Nanchen's face was pale, he pursed his lips, and the corners of his mouth smiled and soothed.

An Ruqing was still reluctant, and at this moment, a sound suddenly broke out outside the cell: "It's water!" Walk the water! Everyone, put out the fire! ”

Hearing this, An Ruqing didn't care about anything else, and took the lead in looking at Mo Nanchen.

"I'll take you away!"

When the words fell, she hugged Mo Nanchen, but the latter was too badly injured, and her strength alone was not enough at all.

How could An Ruqing be unaware, tears fell as if she didn't want money.

"No need, you can go quickly, I'm fine."

Mo Nanchen's always calm eyes were misty, his eyes were slightly red, and he looked at An Ruqing's movements with pity.

If he really walked through the water, he would definitely not explain it here.