Chapter 95: Torture

No, no!

Mr. Qiao wanted to shout out loud to stop this farce, but the words that came out of his mouth turned into groans.

He had been tormented for a full hour, and just as he was about to catch his breath, he saw another figure rushing up at him.

Mr. Joe went from struggling and fearing at the beginning to becoming numb in the end.

After enduring three days and three nights of torment, he seized the opportunity and prepared to escape.

But then he bumped into his own daughter, thinking that she should save him, but before he could say anything, the housekeeper pulled him back.

The butler swung his whip and lashed him, tearing his skin and causing him excruciating pain.

Old Master Qiao couldn't help but curse inwardly, "That bastard! When he gets out, I'll definitely give him forty lashes!"

The butler beat him for half an hour, and finally got tired and let him go for the time being.

Just as Mr. Qiao was about to breathe a sigh of relief, night fell again, and a steady stream of men came in, relentlessly tormenting him.

He felt breathless, his eyes began to glaze over, and he started to reminisce about his glorious past.

He gradually lost all sensation of pain, slowly lost all his strength, and died on his bed before he could catch his breath.

Mr. Qiao thought he was finally free, but when he opened his eyes again, he found himself back under his friend.

He was terrified and tried to push him away, but just like before, his body moved uncontrollably to meet him.

When Mr. Qiao saw the person on top of him dripping candle wax on him, he finally realized that this had happened again.

This must be a dream!

With that thought in mind, he tried every possible way to wake up from the dream.

But he never woke up and kept reliving the events that had happened.

Mr. Qiao gradually broke down and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Only then did he realize he was scared, and he looked up and shouted.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me, I really know I was wrong! I'll never do it again!"

He was met with silence.

Even at night, many men continued to come in...

It took Mr. Qiao five attempts before he finally woke up completely.

He looked at the dark and damp cell, but felt a sense of peace in his heart.

Jingwu looked at his smile, which seemed to have been saved from disaster, scoffed, and then turned and walked out.

He thought he had finally escaped from his dream, but little did he know that this was just the beginning.

There are still half a month until Master Qiao is executed in the autumn. During this time, he will relive that dream again and again until he is completely dead.

As Jingwu walked out of the prison cell, he bumped into the princess.

Before she could speak, she heard the princess say something.

"Awu, I have to return to the capital. The Empress Dowager said that the Emperor already knows about this and that I must return to the capital as soon as possible."

Yun Fanjing looked at the person in front of her with a pitiful expression, her face full of reluctance: "Why don't you come back to the capital with me?"

Jingwu exclaimed "Ah!" as if he hadn't quite caught on, and blinked.

She was indeed going to the capital, but she would have to wait until her eldest cousin finished the provincial examination and they would go to the capital together after the New Year.

"I will go to the capital after the New Year."

Upon hearing this, Yun Fanjing's eyes lit up instantly: "Really?"

Jingwu nodded.

"That's great, but why does it have to be after the New Year?" Yun Fanjing said, then immediately thought of something: "Then I'll wait for you in the capital."

"Okay," Jingwu replied with a smile.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing I've thought about and should tell you." Yun Fanjing's smile faded slightly: "A few days ago, my men came to report that the Jing family had appeared in Muyun Mansion and asked me how to deal with it."

Jingwu raised an eyebrow, but before he could speak, the person in front of him continued.

"It is said that Master Jing has taken a fancy to a seamstress and wants to marry her, but Madam Jing refuses. This matter has caused quite a stir, and my men came to report it as soon as they heard about it."

Jingwu remained unmoved upon hearing this: "Princess may do as she pleases; the Jing family is none of my concern."

Upon hearing this, Yun Fanjing immediately understood her attitude and nodded: "I won't do anything to them."

Jingwu smiled indifferently, chatted with the princess for a few more minutes, and then returned to the inn.

She put the matter out of her mind and immediately wrote a letter to her master, asking if he knew anything about Jiang Chu's background.

She took out the communication talisman and sent it back to Shuangcheng Temple along with the letter.

Two days later, my master finally replied with a letter.

Jingwu quickly opened and read it before he understood that Jiang Chu was once a member of the Xuanmen sect, but was expelled from the sect for using evil magic to frame his fellow disciples, and his whereabouts have been unknown ever since.

She frowned, thinking that when she saw Yue Huai next time, she would ask him if he knew more detailed information about this person.

Jingwu put the letter away, and then there was a knock on the door.

"Awu, are you awake?"

Jingwu walked over and opened the door, where he saw his aunt standing smiling at the door, holding a set of clothes.

"What's wrong, Aunt?"

Ruan Chongyue handed her the clothes in her hand: "I went to the street today and bought a set of clothes for you children. Try them on and see if they fit. If they don't, your aunt can alter them for you."

Jingwu's eyes lit up, and he took the clothes: "Thank you, Aunt. I'll try them on later."

Ruan Chongyue patted her head: "By the way, Awu, your cousin will finish his exams tomorrow. We're planning to pick him up outside the exam hall. Do you want to come?"

“Go.” Jingwu immediately agreed, smiling as he said, “Then Auntie, remember to call me tomorrow.”

“Okay.” Ruan Chongyue immediately agreed, said a few more words, and then turned and went back to the next room.

Jingwu took the pale yellow dress into the house and was about to change when he noticed a wooden box inside.

She took it out and opened it, and inside lay an exquisitely crafted silver hairpin shaped like a begonia flower.

Jingwu touched the hairpin, thought for a moment, and then put it away.

The next day, she changed into the new clothes her aunt had bought for her, casually tied her hair into a bun, and put on the same silver hairpin with the begonia blossoms from the previous day.

When Jingwu came downstairs, the Shao family's eyes lit up.

They had never seen a young girl dressed like this before, and they only felt that the begonia hairpin in her hair made her look elegant and charming.

Ruan Chongyue looked at the person in front of her, a relieved smile appearing on her lips.

“Awu looks really good in this hairpin.”

"Then Auntie has good taste." Jingwu sat down gracefully and praised her with a smile.

She reached out and picked up a bowl of porridge, then ate it in small sips.

Although this dress is very inconvenient, it is still a token of my aunt's good intentions.

After breakfast, the family went to the examination hall to wait for Shao Chengrui to come out.

Jingwu looked around boredly, his gaze finally landing on the restaurant diagonally opposite.

She noticed a gaze and immediately looked over.