Chapter 549 Torture

When Zhu Huaizhen was asleep, Lou Li quietly slipped away.

This is what Lou Li thought.

Although Zhu Huaizhen is naturally lazy, he has a conscience.

How could she possibly sleep?

She still felt sorry for Ali.

Ali has endured too much.

After making sure that Lou Li was far away from the inn, she stood up.

Wash, comb your hair, and change your clothes, clean and neat.

After receiving Tu Mi's orders, the Taoyao Army will take turns to obey Zhu Huaizhen's orders.

Someone from the Taoyao Army asked Zhu Huaizhen if he wanted to listen to an opera.

Zhu Huaizhen nodded slightly.

She was so depressed that she couldn't do anything except listen to the opera.

So, she lay sideways on the beauty couch surrounded by lacquered and gold-painted scrolls of poetry and paintings, fanning herself with a mahogany handle and a silk-covered embroidered fan with pomegranates, cats and butterflies, moving her feet back and forth, her posture as lazy as a Persian cat.

The first one was "Peach Blossom Fan".

Orioles chirp at dawn in the jade trees of Jinling, flowers bloom early in the Qinhuai waterside pavilions. Who knew the ice would melt so easily? I watched him build his red mansion, I watched him entertain guests, and I watched his mansion collapse. Here, amidst the mossy, blue tiles, I once slept in a dreamlike state; I've witnessed fifty years of rise and fall. No one in Wuyi Lane is surnamed Wang, ghosts cry at Mochou Lake, and owls roost on Phoenix Terrace. Dreams of the ruined mountains are the most real, the old land hard to lose. I don't believe this map is changing manuscripts. I'll compose a lament for Jiangnan, and sing it until I grow old.

I listened to half of it and found it boring.

Ah! I feel a sense of sadness towards this desolate wilderness. The grass has already turned yellow, and rabbits are already bracing for frost. Dogs have lost their fur, men are sharpening their tasseled spears, horses are laden with luggage, carts are carrying provisions, and hunting grounds are being set up. He, he, he, sadly bid farewell to the Han lord; I, I, I, hand in hand, go up Heliang. His followers enter the wilderness; I return to Xianyang in the imperial carriage. Returning to Xianyang, passing the palace walls; passing the palace walls, circling the corridors; circling the corridors, near the imperial chambers; near the imperial chambers, the moon is dim; the moon is dim, the night is cool; the night is cool, and I cry in the stinging cold; I cry in the stinging cold, by the green gauze window; the green gauze window, I do not think!

Then came "Autumn in the Han Palace", and the more I listened to it, the more depressed I became.

Her Ali was pushed into the endless hell by her own hands.

The sun and moon hang in the sky at dawn and dusk, and spirits wield the power of life and death. Heaven and earth, supposed to distinguish between the clear and the turbid, yet how could they have confused Dao Zhi and Yan Yuan? Those who do good suffer poverty and a shorter life, while those who commit evil enjoy wealth and longevity. Heaven and earth, seemingly coveting the strong and bullying the weak, yet they also seem to go along with the tide. Earth, if you can't distinguish between good and evil, what are you called Earth? Heaven, you misjudge the wise and the foolish, unworthy of being Heaven! Alas, all I can do is shed tears.

I also listened to "The Injustice of Dou E" and felt cold all over.

Sorrows of the past and present. Who is as worried as I am now? I hear the galloping of the army. The noise of voices is thick. I hide in the deep woods, fearing someone will search for me. In my busy schedule, I've lost my way. I searched for it but couldn't find it, what am I to do? Thank God for your help. There is a way. Relatives, see each other, and find the way forward.

After listening to "Moon Worship Pavilion", she vomited.

Fortunately, Tu Mi appeared, supporting Qiu Niang.

"Your Highness, Qiu Niang is fine. She only suffered minor injuries, just a few whippings on her back." Tu Mi smiled calmly.

However, Tu Mi's clothes were covered in blood, he was sweating profusely from the pain, and his voice was trembling.

"Tu Mi, Qiu Niang, go and recuperate quickly." Zhu Huaizhen said softly.

"Your Highness, Lou Li sacrificed himself to save us. I want to know whether he did it on purpose or unintentionally." Tu Mi burst into tears as she spoke.

Queen Du's strength should not be underestimated.

Empress Du actually turned her back on Emperor Zhao of Zhou and raised a group of private soldiers.

This group of private soldiers are invulnerable to swords and guns, and are half-dead, so they are called the living dead.

Tu Mi was unable to save Qiu Niang because she underestimated the enemy, so she simply stayed with Qiu Niang.

"Tu Mi, stop talking..." Zhu Huaizhen collapsed on the ground, holding his cheeks and crying softly.