Chapter 5: Beaten Again

The outer robe had been almost completely removed, and the white inner garment was stained with blood.

Han Zhi was pressed on the torture bench. He could feel the pain before the stick even fell. After all, he had experienced such punishment too many times.

"beat!"

Leng Xiangyu's cold voice sounded, and a wooden stick as thick as an arm hit the buttocks with the sound of wind. There was a loud "pop" sound, accompanied by Han Zhi's suppressed groan.

In front of Leng Xiangyu, he always wanted to maintain some dignity.

But his stubbornness was very annoying in Leng Xiangyu's eyes. He was clearly lying there waiting to be punished, so why could he still be so calm?

"What should you call yourself to me?"

Another stick fell, and Han Zhi didn't say a word. He could do it to anyone, but he just didn't want to say that word to Leng Xiangyu.

"You won't tell me, right?" Leng Xiangyu sneered: "Han Zhi, do you think I'm too good-tempered?"

He pulled Han Zhi's white hair, the jealousy and hatred in his eyes unconcealed: "You told Chang Yuan that what I practiced was not the Ice Binding Technique at all?"

It was obvious that Tian Chi Changyuan didn't see it at all...

In the entire Taiqing Palace, only Han Zhi has this ability.

Han Zhi didn't say anything. He didn't know when the beating would end. Leng Xiangyu didn't say the number, so he could only endure it.

"stop."

It wasn't until the 200th blow that Leng Xiangyu finally showed mercy and ordered the people to stop. He had Han Zhi dragged down and knelt on the ground. He was in a good mood and said, "Brother is worthy of being a demon. He has a good body. It's not a big deal even if he is beaten like this."

He lifted Han Zhi's jaw and slapped him mercilessly.

"What's that look in your eyes?" He chuckled. "Are you angry?"

"I dare not."

It was his bad luck that he parted ways with Jiang Mo just after he had interrogated the person, and then met Leng Xiangyu.

On the other side, Chi Changyuan wanted to find Leng Xiangyu, but Jiang Mo suddenly came to report to him about the cook's confession, so fast that he almost thought it was fake.

Chi Changyuan looked at the file with some suspicion: "Are you sure..."

"I'm sure."

Jiang Mo's face turned pale, and his fingers trembled slightly. "Your Highness, he is too scary."

Han Zhi's interrogation methods were so brutal that he dared not think too much. In just a few moments, he tortured the cook to the point that he wanted to die but was unwilling to do so, and confessed everything.

"Could it be fake?"

"Probably not." Jiang Moguang felt like vomiting when he thought about it: "The chef probably doesn't want to experience it a second time."

Compared to Han Zhi's methods, getting beaten with a few sticks is nothing.

This made Chi Changyuan curious: "What method did he use?"

"Well……"

Jiang Mo briefly explained Han Zhi's methods, then said inexplicably, "I asked him how he came up with it, and he asked me how I would treat the enemy's bloodline."

"I said, of course, he would be severely tortured, and he stopped talking."

"... Let's not talk about this. Xiangyu is here to see you. Come with me to see him."

Unexpectedly, the protagonists they were talking about had already met.

From a distance, Chi Changyuan saw Han Zhi kneeling on the ground, and Leng Xiangyu had a gloomy and unfriendly look on his face.

He felt a little guilty and didn't dare to go find Leng Xiangyu, but was pushed over by the fool Jiang Mo.

"Chang Yuan?"

As soon as Leng Xiangyu saw him, she smiled softly, but her words were somewhat sinister: "Changyuan came so quickly, are you afraid that I will beat your little beauty to death?"

"No!"

Chi Changyuan subconsciously refuted, but Leng Xiangyu was relentless: "If you're not afraid, why don't you tell me about your male lover..." His eyes were a little fierce: "Is it him?"

"I..." Chi Changyuan was indeed in the wrong. He didn't know why he subconsciously didn't want to mention Han Zhi that day. After thinking it over, he compromised and said, "I'm afraid you'll get angry if you find out."

"I'll be mad if you don't tell me!"

Leng Xiangyu said sadly: "Chang Yuan, I thought we were best friends, you... do you like him?"

"How is that possible!"

Chi Changyuan didn't understand why Leng Xiangyu thought this way: "How did he upset you? I'll take care of him."

"Mouth."

Leng Xiangyu smiled: "He said something unpleasant and offended me, so I made him kneel for a while. Does Changyuan feel bad for him?"

"...How could that be?" He hurriedly comforted Leng Xiangyu, then glared at Han Zhi with impatience in his eyes: "Who allowed you to offend the Snow God?"

“…”

"Slap yourself in the face."

Han Zhi didn't move.

As I said, in front of Leng Xiangyu, he always wanted to retain his ridiculous self-esteem.

"Don't want to?" Chi Changyuan laughed angrily: "Jiang Mo, go help him."

"Ah..." Jiang Mo was still a little unwilling to do this to his savior.

“No need.”

Seeing Jiang Mo's embarrassment, Han Zhi closed his eyes. He had just been stripped and beaten with a stick, so how could he still have any dignity left?

Then he raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

There was a crisp "pa" sound, and a palm print immediately appeared on Han Zhi's face.

Chi Changyuan didn't say the number, he just slapped them one after another.

Until his cheeks were red and swollen, and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, Jiang Mo finally couldn't bear it anymore and pleaded, "Your Highness, he has already learned his lesson. Please forgive him this time."

It's all his fault. If he, Han Zhi, hadn't been still staying in the stable, he wouldn't have encountered the Snow God and suffered this unexpected disaster.

"Xiangyu, what do you think?"

"Since Chang Yuan has said so..." Leng Xiangyu also knew to stop. He glanced at Han Zhi, who was kneeling on the ground in dismay, with contempt, and said magnanimously: "Let it go this time. Chang Yuan, come with me to drink tea."

He didn't come here just to get a cold.

What he has always wanted is for Han Zhi to live a life worse than death.