"You should know that the reason why I can be so cruel to you is that I don't plan to let you walk out of here without guilt, sign it as soon as possible, and suffer less guilt."

The crown prince had already explained that Zongzheng Siqing did not need to show mercy to his subordinates, because Shen Muzhou would not have a day to go out.

Shen Muzhou stared at him with a pair of sharp eyes and said, "Don't you think about it."

Zongzheng Temple Qing smiled sympathetically, paced back and forth twice, and said unhurriedly: "Nine Princes, do you know that the most common words I have heard in the interrogation of Zongzheng Temple are not guilty of confession."

"I usually tell them, okay, then try if your bones are hard or your mouth is hard."

"Guess what, there are one hundred and seven tortures in this Zongzheng Temple, and none of them can withstand the third one, which proves that this person is still soft-boned."

As if Shen Muzhou hadn't heard it, a pair of peach blossom eyes closed slightly, and the corners of his lips that had been tense in the past actually hooked a hint of a smile, with a slight hint of mockery.

Zongzheng Siqing said fiercely: "Very good, then let you taste some more powerful ones."

The jailer escorted Shen Muzhou to a large water tank and pressed his head into the water desperately.

Zongzheng Siqing put a copper kettle on the table, the bottom of the copper kettle is pointed, there are water droplets, drop by drop, and there is a small wine cup at the bottom with water.

"This drip is sixty times to fill a wine cup, and the most one is the time it takes to hold up two glasses, but it's not two and a half glasses, because in the end she died."

At the end of the day, he laughed sinisterly, resounding throughout the cell.

Shen Muzhou's whole person was pressed into the water tank, he struggled for a while, his whole body was weak, and before he was imprisoned in Zongzheng Temple, the prince's personal guards fed him soft tendons.

The feeling of suffocation instantly invaded his whole body, his heart beat violently to an extreme, followed by tinnitus, his eyes widened, his vision began to blur, and the short-term lack of oxygen in the brain made him hallucinate.

He seemed to see Zhaozhao, the woman who had always needed his protection in his dreams.

She paused to turn to look at him, when he slipped out of the water, his breath instantly pouring into his chest, and he returned to reality.

"Three glasses...... Come again!"

This was repeated several times, and the feeling of suffocating oppression made him unable to distinguish between illusion and reality.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Muzhou was carried to a torture device, which was made of two giant wooden gears, and his whole person was hung upside down and tied to the torture instrument.

When the jailer turned a wooden wrench, the gears would be tightened in the opposite direction, and Shen Muzhou's limbs would also be torn an inch in the opposite direction.

His body had been twisted into an extremely brutal shape, and the joints of his limbs had made a "click" sound, and he had been slightly dislocated.

"Uh-huh......" He gritted his teeth, holding back the sharp pain and letting out a muffled grunt.

His lips were extremely red from the blood bitten out of his teeth, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, leaving only those eyes staring at the person in front of him, with a monstrous hatred.

The gears only need to be tightened one more time, and the limbs will be broken, and the flesh and blood will be peeled off the body, and Zongzheng Siqing seems to be waiting for this moment, and there is a faint excitement in his eyes.

"Siqing-sama, it's not good!" A jailer ran in from the outside.

He looked panicked, and his face was gray, "My lord, go and take a look, the east cell is on fire, and the prisoners inside have all taken advantage of the chaos!"

Siqing's face was stunned and asked, "What? This is on fire? How many prisoners have run?"

The jailer was too panicked to look at him, but he replied truthfully, "It's all gone."

Siqing's eyelids rolled up one day, looking like he was about to faint, and he ran out in a panic: "Then why don't you go and catch it quickly, do you want to be beheaded?"

The jailer who was spinning the gears here asked, "My lord, what should I do with the Ninth Prince?"

"What else can I do? Hold it up first, and show it to me! If he runs away......

Siqing's footsteps paused, and he smiled softly and said, "The Nine Princes can't be so stupid, right? If you take advantage of the chaos to escape, you don't admit yourself, and you will be of great help."

"Oh, hurry, hurry, go put out the fire, get someone!"

As soon as the jailer ordered his subordinates to loosen their wrenches, the gears turned several times in an instant, and Shen Muzhou's whole person fell from the torture instrument to the ground motionless, as if he was dead.

"Don't play dead." The jailer kicked him.

Seeing that he didn't react, he lifted him up and dragged him back to the cell.

---

When Lin Yanxi rushed to Zongzheng Temple at night, he was stopped by Xiao Liu and the people of the Dark Night Division.

In the dark alley, Xiao Liu said about the affairs of the court, "The reason why the prince bit the prince to death and stole the jade talisman from the East Palace is unknown, is that he quietly found someone to send the jade talisman out of the capital."

"But in fact, that day ......"

Lin Yanxi saw that he wanted to speak and stopped talking, and Xiao Liu said, "That day, the prince sneaked into the young lady's room and didn't come out until dawn."

Her face turned red instantly, and she looked at the Nightsman who was kneeling on the ground, but fortunately they didn't hear anything.

"Miss don't worry, the prince swore to death that he didn't tell his whereabouts that day, and he was afraid that Miss would be involved in this matter."

Lin Yanxi asked again, "Then what is the purpose of Shen Muzhou's visit to the East Palace?"

Xiao Liu shook his head, he really didn't know this, the prince would tell him in the past, but he didn't say this.

"Although I don't know what the purpose of the prince's trip is, I believe that the prince will never steal the jade talisman, and I and the Dark Night Division swear to rescue the prince."

The people of the Night Division replied, "We will see death as home!"

"Miss, you must believe in the prince."

Lin Yanxi hurriedly stopped it, "Shhh Don't you think people can't find out about you?"

What kind of slogans are they shouting, aren't they hiding in the dark alleys for fear of being discovered?

Seeing that they looked like they were at home and pulled the corners of their mouths, of course she believed it, because all this was planned by her father.

"Wait a minute, Xiaoliu, I believe in the prince, but you listen to me say that the Night Division can't rob the prison."

Lin Yanxi thought about Shen Muzhou in his previous life, he was obviously tortured for many days before he was rescued, and now Xiaoliu is going to save people? If they could be saved with their strength, they would not have been saved in their previous life, so why should they be tortured for so long.

Moreover, if Shen Muzhou escapes this time, he will be embarking on the old road of treason and slaughtering the city in his previous life.

"Why?" Xiao Liu couldn't help asking.

Lin Yanxi asked him rhetorically, "Little Liu, did you just ask me if I believe in the prince? Then I ask you, do you believe me?"

Xiao Liu pondered for a while, knelt on the ground, hugged his fists and said, "On the day that Miss Lin Er took the Jinchuang pomegranate flower ointment to save the prince, she was the life-saving benefactor of our whole palace, and we believe in Miss."

Everyone in the Night Division knelt on the ground, clasped their fists in unison, and said, "We believe in Miss!"

Lin Yanxi hissed, "Can't you be quieter?"

She sighed, took out a few fire folds from her bosom, and said, "I have a way, if you believe me, do what I say first."

This kind of fire break is different from the ordinary one, it will instantly start a fire when it hits the ground, Xiao Liu took advantage of the chaos to take the key to the east cell, and released those prisoners, causing chaos.

In the Taifu Mansion, her father and Zongzheng Siqing had said that the prison cells on the east side were all court officials or family members who had committed major crimes, and they could not be killed because of the relationship between the clans, so they could only be locked up in the cell for the rest of their lives.

If these people are allowed to seize the opportunity to escape, they will definitely do their best, then Lin Yanxi will give them a chance.

If you lose a prisoner, he, the Zongzheng Temple, don't worry about doing it, not to mention that all the prisoners in a cell have run away.

Lin Yanxi took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the dungeon of Zongzheng Temple.

The dungeon was cold and damp, but there were only two jailers guarding it because the jailers had gone to fight the fires and capture the prisoners.

They saw Lin Yanxi just about to copy the guy and shouted, "Rob rob rob rob ...... Prisoner robbery."

Lin Yanxi wore a soul ring in his hand, his eyes instantly turned into light purple, and he knotted the talisman seal in his hand, concentrating his energy.

"Sleep!"

The next second, two

And it fell like a puddle of mud.

The moment the color of his eyes returned to normal, the aura in his body also dissipated.

Fortunately, she learned two tricks in the ancient book just now, and it works, she has already said that she is a very talented talisman, wait a moment to show Shen Muzhou her newly learned talisman.

There were no criminals in the entire dungeon, and there were all kinds of torture instruments in each small house, which made people feel terrified when they saw it.

When she didn't know how many turns she turned, she saw an old man with a white beard in one of the cages.

When he saw Lin Yanxi, he was extremely excited and said, "Descendants of the Fu Master? Wonderful!"

"Huh? No, no, you're not a talisman yet, but you're a good seedling."

Lin Yanxi looked at him vigilantly and asked, "Who are you?" How could you know how to spell?"

She was sure that there was no clairvoyance in this world, and it was impossible for her to see the talisman she had just cast in this cell, unless he could sense the talisman on her.

But Lin Yanxi wore a soul ring, and this soul ring did not belong to his own bloodline awakening, and it would not be perceived.

Unless she used the very powerful power in the soul ring, so that the bloodline in her body was affected, it was obvious that she would use some small spells such as the Fixation Charm and the Sleeping Charm at most.

Otherwise, like her mother, although she has not awakened her bloodline, she has an abnormal understanding of talismans, and she is related to Lin Yanxi.

This old man is obviously not from their Jiang family.

The white-bearded old man said proudly, "Hey, there's nothing in this world that I don't know."

"Like, I know the person you're looking for, right there."

Lin Yanxi followed his fingers, and sure enough, he saw a thick blood-colored figure in the innermost cell behind him.

"Eh, little talisman, let me out."

Shen Muzhou fell on the ground of the cell, curled up slightly weakly and bent into a bow, his face was extremely pale, revealing a breath of death, his whole body trembled, and a sense of brokenness lingered.

Lin Yanxi felt that he was not very strong, but it was clear that he always stood tall beside her in the past, a full shoulder higher than her, and he was also the highest among several princes, she always felt that he had no weaknesses, and he was indomitable.

But now his good-looking skin has been tortured by those people to the point that his body is incomplete, there is no good skin and flesh on his body, it is full of deep blood, especially the joints of his limbs are some dislocated due to tearing.

It's cold......

In addition to the pain in the bones, what was even more difficult for him was the coldness of his body, and the chills that followed one after another, as if they were born from the bottom of his heart, went straight into every inch of his bones.

I don't know why Lin Yanxi felt that his heart was being pulled so painfully, it hurt, and he was about to suffocate to that kind of pain.

Obviously she knew that he would have such a difficulty, but when she saw this tragic scene with her own eyes, her heart was still painful.

I couldn't help but ask over and over again, can I save him? Can it really save him?

But in this life, she obviously didn't even protect her mother.

With all her thoughts intertwined, she slowly stretched out her hand, wanting to touch his cold white face.

Just as her fingers were about to touch his cheek, he muttered some delirious dreams.

"It's cold, Zhaozhao."

"Akira ......"