"My lord wants me to admit that Wei Xun is also an accomplice in this conspiracy! Ye Ningxiang glanced at Dali Siqing contemptuously and said nonchalantly.

"Ye Ningxiang, you don't want to toast and eat and drink, you have also seen these bloody people around you, I dare to guarantee that I will make you suffer a more painful punishment than them. ”

"Betraying my friend, I, Ye Ningxiang, will never do it in my life, let's do it!" Ye Ningxiang looked righteous and ready to die, closed her eyes, held her chest high, and waited for the torture that was about to be used on her.

"My lord, do you want to use a stick or a leather whip first?" said the fat jailer with a smirk.

That Dali Siqing shook his head, and said with some pity: "This Ye Ningxiang is naturally different from ordinary rebels, if the emperor sees Ye Ningxiang covered in blood, it is estimated that you and my little lives will not be guaranteed!"

The jailer was embarrassed by the fact that he had to be executed without blood, and finally he respectfully bent over and asked, "What punishment do you think is good for your lordship?"

"You are a jailer, and you still want me to make up your mind about this execution?" Dali Siqing glared at the fat jailer and said impatiently.

The fat jailer didn't dare to say more, and after thinking for a while, he smiled sinisterly.

"Come on, take Ye Ningxiang off the torture rack and tie it up again on the torture bed here. ”

The other jailers in the prison stepped forward one after another, preparing to untie the chains wrapped around Ye Ningxiang's body. After all, Ye Ningxiang had also learned martial arts, and instinctively used internal force to prepare for resistance when the chains were loosened.

Probably seeing Ye Ningxiang's thoughts, Dali Siqing threatened: "If you dare to resist, I will let these rebels in front of you taste all the 120 kinds of torture in Dali Temple." ”

Ye Ningxiang looked at Dali Siqing with wide eyes and hatred, and finally slowly unfolded her clenched fists, allowing the jailer to untie the chains on her body, and then lay flat and was tied to the torture bed.

Ye Ningxiang felt that lying there was more terrifying than standing there, because her eyes were facing the black and moldy roof at this time, and she couldn't see what kind of cruel punishment these femme fatales were preparing to treat her at this moment. Because you can't see it, you fantasize, so you are unconsciously afraid.

However, in this life, she is not a submissive and weak Su Huang. She is Ye Ningxiang, she has practiced martial arts, entered the officialdom, and has rich experience Ye Ningxiang, even if the fear in her heart has risen to the extreme at this moment, she can still pretend not to care and deal with it indifferently.

The fat jailer quickly took out a large piece of cloth and rudely stuffed it into Ye Ningxiang's mouth, in order to prevent Ye Ningxiang from spitting out the cloth ball, he even used a long strip of cloth to wrap around her head several times at the position of her mouth. Being made like this, Ye Ningxiang finally tried her best, but she only made a whining sound that was difficult to be heard.

Dali Siqing nodded with satisfaction, "Well, Ah Biao has a long brain this time." Now, even if she wanted to break the sky, no one would hear it. ”

The fat jailer laughed a few times and whispered in Ye Ningxiang's ear: "You traitor, have you ever heard of the post plus official? I will let you taste the unforgettable taste of this post plus official in a while." ”

As he spoke, the jailer next to him had already prepared mulberry paper and a pot of burning knives. The fat jailer took the burning knife, took a large gulp in his mouth, and glanced at the jailer holding the mulberry paper. The jailer took out a piece of mulberry paper and handed it to the fat jailer's mouth.

The fat jailer squirted violently, and the wine in his mouth was scattered on the mulberry paper, which immediately softened from moisture. At this time, the jailer very quickly pasted the mulberry paper on Ye Ningxiang's face.

Unfortunately, Ye Ningxiang had just exhaled a breath, and before she could inhale, she was blocked by the mulberry paper cover that burst into her. What's even more unbearable is that the strong smell of wine on this mulberry paper makes Ye Ningxiang's nose sour, and the stench emitted from the fat jailer's mouth is now all transferred to this mulberry paper, making Ye Ningxiang nauseous.

Ye Ningxiang shook her body vigorously, hoping that the mulberry paper clinging to her face could move and allow her nose to breathe air again, but no matter how she struggled, it was all in vain.

"Well, if you agree to confess to Wei Xun, you will knock your fingers on the torture bed, if you don't comply, I can only add mulberry paper to your face. ”

Ye Ningxiang stopped struggling when she heard this, and her originally open hand was clenched into a fist at the moment, and she had no intention of giving in.

"Come on, go on!" Dali Siqing sat on a stool next to him and seemed to be very excited.

So the second piece of mulberry paper quickly covered Ye Ningxiang's face again, followed by the third, fourth, and fifth.

By the time of the fifth, Ye Ningxiang already felt that she couldn't breathe any air, and the feeling of suffocation made her crazy, and she began to struggle wildly on the torture bed uncontrollably, and her tightly covered mouth made a slurred whining sound to the maximum, and the corner of her eyes under the mulberry paper seemed to be constantly flowing fresh liquid, as if she was shedding tears because of the intense pain that was uncontrollable.

"Ye Ningxiang, since you can't help it, you can recruit it, as long as you knock on the torture bed with your fingers, I will immediately ask Ah Biao to remove the mulberry paper from your face. Dali Siqing laughed as he spoke, as if he was extremely excited to see a person being tortured to the brink of death because of the cruel punishment, as if his cruel and tyrannical heart had been satisfied to the greatest extent because of Ye Ningxiang's experience.

It turns out that suffocation is such a painful thing!

In her previous life, Ye Ningxiang longed for love, family harmony, and happiness. After being reborn, Ye Ningxiang longed for her father's rehabilitation, revenge, and the destruction of the country.

And at this moment, when she was cruelly tied to the torture bed, when the rusty chains were embedded in her soft skin because of her struggle, when the blood stains mixed with sweat made the original bright white clothes turn pale red, Ye Ningxiang, who couldn't make a sound, longed for nothing more than love, let alone revenge, but the simplest breath, the kind of breath that can inhale those invisible and untouchable air into the nose and pour it into the lungs without fear.

It turns out that human beings are so small and humble in front of the two most basic words of survival!

When will she be able to die? If these five pieces of mulberry paper were allowed to stick to her face, would she be able to die in a quarter of an hour, and she would not have to suffer so much more?

A quarter of an hour, less than the time of a meal, soon, will soon pass. Ye Ningxiang comforted herself with this sentence over and over again in her heart, and warned herself to try her best to maintain the last bit of dignity she was born to be a human before she died.

Ye Ningxiang's struggle gradually weakened, and there was no longer a muffled whining sound in her mouth, her chest no longer rose and fell, and the whole person seemed to be asleep, as if she looked so quiet and peaceful when she was abandoned outside the barracks in her previous life.

In this life, she did something hurtful to heaven and reason, but she also saw with her own eyes the tragic death of Wang Guifei, who had murdered her, and the emperor who murdered her father was poisoned by the woman he favored, and the whole country became stormy because of her appearance. It's worth it, even if she dies now, it's worth it for her!

Ye Ningxiang smiled miserably and slowly closed her eyes.

The most tragic and vicious part of torture is not that it exerts the pain all over your body to the extreme, but that when you are so painful that you are about to die, the executioner does not let you die, and when you feel that you are about to ascend to Elysium to be completely liberated, the executioner once again pulls you back into the abyss of pain.

Just when Ye Ningxiang had already made up her mind to die, the fat jailer suddenly took off all the mulberry paper on her face, and there was no longer any obstacle on the tip of her nose that could prevent her from sucking air. Although the foul air in the prison still seemed to emit a foul smell, she didn't care, greedily sucking every piece of air around her into her lungs without hesitation.

After inhaling for a while, the lack of oxygen in Ye Ningxiang's body seemed to have been replenished, and her face, which had become iron blue due to lack of oxygen, had regained a little blood, and her breathing gradually became stable.

"How is it, it's very comfortable, isn't it?" Dali Siqing said with a wicked smile, "In a while, I'll make you comfortable home!"

Hearing Dali Siqing's words, Ye Ningxiang's originally resolute eyes couldn't help showing fear, and even shook her head to the maximum to show resistance.

The fat jailer got a large iron kettle out of nowhere, and the kettle was filled with cold water. The fat jailer was carrying a kettle, looking down at Ye Ningxiang with his head down, and he felt as if he was looking at his incomparably successful masterpiece triumphantly, with a look of pride all over his body.

Then, the fat jailer quickly poured the water from the iron kettle towards Ye Ningxiang's face.

Ye Ningxiang first whined and screamed, and then she didn't dare to say a word, because she had to do her best to stop the cold water that was about to flow into her body.

The cold water flowed smoothly down the spout of the iron kettle into Ye Ningxiang's nose, and then entered her nose, once again cruelly stripping the air from her body.

At first, Ye Ningxiang still held her breath and blocked the flow of water outside. But in a moment, she couldn't control the desire to suck the air, so she took a big sip into her nose, but instead of the air, she inhaled the cold water.

The cold water passed through her nose and entered her trachea, into her lungs, and finally into her stomach, and for a moment, her nasal cavity was unbearably sore, her trachea was extremely itchy, her lungs became swollen, and her stomach was also dullly painful because of the stimulation of the cold water.

She didn't care about the cold water that kept flowing in front of her, she coughed uncontrollably, and her whole body trembled to the greatest extent on the torture bed.

The fat jailer poured cold water on Ye Ningxiang's face for a while, and took the kettle away for a while to let Ye Ningxiang breathe air, and after a few rounds, although Ye Ningxiang did not faint, she was already dying, and her originally bright eyes were now staring blankly at the dirty roof, and the coughing sound kept coming out of her blocked mouth.