When Ahya saw Shen San again, it was in the Shen family's private prison.

In the eerie and cold underground, only the torches burned and emitted a little light, illuminating the cold bloodstained torture instruments hanging on the walls, and occasionally some of them were of a special shape, with suspicious flesh foam.

Shen San was thrown into one of the innermost cells, curled up on the sand in the corner, and a few mice occasionally scurried around, but he remained motionless, as if he was dead.

"Wake up!"

Jin Wuwei, who had come in with Ahya, had a cold face and kicked the cell door hard before he opened one eye.

"Can you open the door and let me in? I have a few questions I would like to ask him. ”

Ahya pinched her cloak and frowned slightly.

Jin Wuwei hesitated: "Girl, this is a little dangerous......"

"I'll be careful." Ahya sighed, her tone firm and unmistakable, "What's more, he doesn't have the ability to do anything to me, does he?" ”

Fang was far away and hadn't noticed it yet, but now that it was close, the pool of blood under Shen San's body was too conspicuous.

He was hastily wrapped in a sackcloth that had apparently been put on improvised because she wanted to see someone, and there was no good piece of meat on his body.

Jin Wuwei laughed a little wryly, and he didn't know how to refuse.

This is naturally unruly, but this girl has the grace of His Majesty......

"Open the door." Ahya made the final decision, "Your Majesty has already given Shen San to me." ”

She watched Jin Wuwei reluctantly hand her the key, and then breathed a sigh of relief, and quietly persuaded the person to stay away before slowly entering the cell.

"Who are you?" Shen San looked up from the ground with difficulty and looked at her, his eyes seemed to have a bit of longing.

Apparently, he heard her.

It's a pity that not only is she not the one who saved him, but even-

"The one who killed you."

Ahya spoke coldly.

She half-squatted down and looked at Shen San's appearance, and her mind couldn't help but flash his high-spirited appearance in her previous life.

In the previous life, the Shen family relied on dedicating her to Xie Ji, but they had a few more years of good life.

This Third Young Master Shen is also worthy of the blood of the Shen family in his bones, just because there is still a Shen Er on top of him, and he is not worried in his heart, so he will be angry with the Beirong people.

In those years, the Beirong people in Wancheng were not as good as dogs.

But now he is in her hands......

Ahya's eyes flashed with disgust and murderous intent, her face was cold, and she asked, "What benefits does the prime minister of Beirong promise to give you, let you help him with his errands." ”

"You want to kill me, and you expect me to give you news?" Shen San stared straight at her, and suddenly laughed out loud.

The boy's face was covered in blood, revealing a strange distortion of the face.

"There are different ways to die."

Ahya looked straight into his eyes, slowly curled her lips, and spoke in a light tone.

"For example, Ling Chi, such as cutting bones, such as ...... Push you to the people of Wancheng and let them decide how you die. ”

"What do you think of this idea? Shen San, how much virtue have you accumulated over the years, is it enough to ask for a quick death? ”

She spoke sarcastically, not hiding her murderous intent in the slightest.

"You are not like this in front of the Dog Emperor." Horror flashed in Shen San's eyes, and he managed to maintain his composure, as if mocking, but he didn't have enough confidence.

"Didn't your Shen family also claim to be loyal ministers before the ambush? How can I have an attitude towards my enemies and toward Your Majesty? Ahya bent her eyes and reached out to press Shen San's wound, "Be honest, don't let me do more." ”

She was not afraid that someone would pass on these words to Xie Ji. With her understanding of Xie Ji, he wouldn't care about the other side of her.

Not to mention...... Shouldn't a tyrant be matched with a demon concubine?

"You ......" Shen San gritted his teeth, looking at Ahya's eyes with resentment, as if he wanted to eat her raw.

"Say it." Ahya sighed and sprinkled another handful of salt on his wound, "Say, the Shen family can still keep a whole corpse, otherwise where will the headless corpse of the clan recognize Huangquan Road?" ”

"You!" Shen San struggled with hatred, and was pressed back by Ahya against the wound, his face turned pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat of pain, "Don't even think about it......"

"I've heard that there is a kind of criminal law that involves beating people to the point that they are beaten open and then sprinkled with nectar on the wounds, but in a few moments, the wounds will be covered with insects and ants...... It's painful and itchy, and it can make life worse than death. ”

Ahya lowered her eyes and spoke coldly, threateningly.

She doesn't like these criminal laws, but she doesn't have extra sympathy for the enemy.

As far as Shen San is concerned, it's just that what he did to the Beirong people is just to try it on him.

Shen San obviously knew what it was, and he almost vomited, and there was a chill in his eyes.

He looked at Ahya's cold side face, and an idea suddenly occurred in his head.

She really did it.

"I said ......"

Shen San is not a hard bone, otherwise when the entire Shen family was killed, it would be him who led the cavalry to appear on the street.

What's more, he had already told Xie Ji about these things once under heavy punishment. There is no need to suffer again for the sake of the Beirong people.

He trembled and spoke slowly: "The prime minister of Beirong promised to give the Shen family fifty miles out of Wancheng, in exchange for the Shen family to cooperate with him in Daxu to search for the royal family who fled from Beirong. ”

Really.

Ahya closed her eyes. Fifty miles of land, not much, but that's her Beijung land.

was sent out lightly.

She could barely suppress the sneer, clenched her fists, and her eyes were full of coldness: "What else?" Did you find it? ”

"No, no......" Shen San was shocked by her somewhat distorted expression, and only continued after a while, "The main person he wants to find is the prince of Beirong...... But we searched for a long time, but we didn't find any trace in Daxu. ”

There is no news, which is also good news.

Ahya pursed her lips and breathed a sigh of relief, suppressing the worry in her eyes.

Prime Minister Beirong was able to send cavalry to help the Shen family, which means that the Shen family is still useful, and he must not have found any trace of his younger brother.

Arthurs ......

Ahya sighed and asked a few more questions related to Liu Nu to cover up her purpose before she slowly stood up and looked at Shen San condescendingly.

"You don't seem to be of much use." There was obvious coolness in her voice, her eyes swept over the wall of the torture instrument, and when she saw Shen San's frightened eyes, she suddenly smiled.

It turns out that a person who is high up and regards human life as a mustard will one day fall into the mud, and it is just such embarrassment and fear.

"I don't want to kill you, that dirties my hands."

She spoke slowly, staring at Shen San, looking at him as if relieved, blinking, and sentenced him.

"I'll give you to the civilians of Wancheng." She smiled, watching Shen San's expression freeze instantly, and the curvature of the corners of her lips widened.

Obviously, he knew what was going to happen to him, and that was enough.

Ahya turned around and slowly walked out of the dungeon, leaving behind Shen San's desperate insults.

Outside the dungeon, under the night sky, Xie Jian stood with his hands behind his back, bathed in the moonlight, and he didn't know how long he had been waiting.

"Ahya."

He called out, in an inexplicable tone.