Blindfolded, Zhu and Lu Congrong felt their souls drifting out of their bodies, and their body temperature dropping lower and lower.

Su Jiaoniang waited there for an hour. Seeing that the two were about to collapse, she sighed softly. Her profession in her previous life prevented her from actually taking the lives of these two deadbeats.

With one punch, he knocked out the two people who had been threatening themselves.

Remove the blindfolds from their eyes, place Zhu's legs on Lu Congrong's heart, and press Lu Congrong's fists onto Zhu's body.

Both individuals, who experience drowsiness at night, feel physically exhausted from carrying heavy loads, and suffer from recurring nightmares, will experience a period of low spirits.

Su Jiaoniang walked out of the room.

Hearing the sound of someone reciting a text coming from the opposite room, he went closer to take a look. Lu Daishu was still awake, and the candlelight was on, but it wasn't next to Zhu Shi's room, so he couldn't hear the moans that Zhu Shi and Lu Congrong were making in the night.

Su Jiaoniang left the courtyard, returned to her own home, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

Lu Wujiu emerged from the darkness, his expression inscrutable.

He knew the cruel tortures the secret guards used to deal with people, like the methods Su Jiaoniang had just used on Zhu Shi, which he had never seen before.

What effect would this punishment have?

As the regent, he would not miss the opportunity to test the methods. He left the courtyard and came to the county town, where he had Zhao Han bring two criminals who had been sentenced to death, and used the methods that Su Jiaoniang had used on Zhu Shi and Lu Congrong.

Zhao Han looked at Lu Wujiu's actions with some suspicion in his heart.

"Sir, what is the point of doing this?"

"Wait." Lu Wujiu's cold voice rang out in the night. The condemned man listened to his own blood flowing, his life force growing weaker and weaker. Before dawn, the two living people became silent. No torture worked, and they lost their lives.

Zhao Han was stunned.

"Sir, how did they die?" After examining the two men's bodies, Zhao Han could not find any fatal wounds.

"Scared to death." After Lu Wujiu finished speaking, countless questions arose in his mind.

Such methods of punishment are so extreme that only a pervert could conceive of them.

More than six years later, he could no longer remember the details of their wedding night, but the remaining memories told him that she was a gentle woman.

And the Lu family...

At that time, I inquired about the Su family of the Lu family!

Those people said that Su was dead.

Dead!

Three years ago, he sent people over to pick them up. Was it the same thing the Lu family said back then?

Lu Wujiu had a guess in his mind and asked Zhao Han to investigate!

Zhao Han received the order, and then looked at Lu Wujiu's expression, which became even more complicated.

The adults really have their eyes on that young widow; they've been eyeing her for three years now, and they even sent people to look for her.

But when did the prince come here, and how did he meet the young widow?

Zhao Han had no memory of it at all.

As he was pondering, a cool gaze fell upon him. Zhao Han shivered, looked up abruptly, and met Lu Wujiu's expression. He swallowed hard, took a step back, and gave a sheepish smile: "Your Highness, rest assured, I will investigate thoroughly and clearly."

Lu Wujiu nodded indifferently.

Seeing Zhao Han leave, he suddenly said, "Last time you said that Lu Dashan had ulterior motives towards the Su family!"

Zhao Han nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice: "That's right, he even called out her name in his dreams when he was drunk. I don't know how long he's been thinking about her. He's really not human!" Zhao Han muttered under his breath.

Lu Wujiu's expression darkened further. He turned to look at Anping Gambling House and asked, "How much money does Lu Dashan owe?"

“Two thousand taels!” Zhao Han replied.

Two thousand taels—even if the entire Lu family sold off all their members, they still couldn't raise that much.

"Prepare to close the net. If you can't get anything out of him while he's drunk, then we'll use the methods you use to make a living." Lu Wujiu said, becoming ruthless towards Lu Dashan.

Zhao Han nodded; this was more like a prince.

Since arriving in the Great Zhou, the prince has surprisingly become more humane, which makes him somewhat unaccustomed to it. How could someone capable of assuming the position of regent be an easy person to get along with? He's more like a living devil.

Walking through the autumn dew, Lu Wujiu headed towards Sweetwater Village.

The closer he got to the village, the slower he walked; this is probably a case of becoming more timid as one gets closer to home.

Little Futu, carrying the ink-stained longevity, ran around the village. When she saw Lu Wujiu standing at the village entrance, she greeted him. Today, Futu was going to attend class under Master Li.

Watching the three children run away, Lu Wujiu's eyes lit up with a smile.

He is not alone; he has children.

When I first met him, he looked like a three-year-old when he was over five years old, short and thin.

At just over five years old, he dared to face a starving dog, dared to brandish a dagger at people, and dared to sell aphrodisiacs in brothels! He had sent people to follow Futu, so he knew a little about the child's behavior.

If someone doesn't commit crimes or have their life threatened, he won't bother to discipline them.

Lu Wujiu returned to the courtyard and smelled the familiar fragrance.

Knowing that the person inside was his young wife whom he had met once on the day of their wedding, Lu Wujiu's mood became strangely calm.

He looked at Su Jiaoniang inside with a suspicious and scrutinizing gaze.

Her cooking is delicious.

The methods she used to deal with Zhu in her homework were unheard of, yet highly instructive.

She taught Changsheng how to be a qualified emperor.

She possesses unparalleled insight and foresight, and even surpasses the principles and principles he has met with everyone.

He had the ability to kill Zhu, who had caused trouble time and time again. In the end, he was able to control his emotions at the last moment. You know, if you have a sharp weapon, the desire to kill will arise. Most people with high combat skills will fight back when they encounter threats or insults.

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