The clerks quickly chained Malzahar to the platform. The clanking sound stopped, and Malzahar still had a smile on his face.
His gaze passed over Xing Maozhi and fell on Jiang Zhiyu. He suddenly grinned, adding a bit of evil to his already gorgeous appearance.
He raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of playfulness: "The Third Miss is here too."
Xing Maozhi sipped his tea leisurely, looking unconcerned.
Jiang Zhiyu had seen many such looks in the apocalypse, and their fate...
Jiang Zhiyu smiled calmly, "Yes, isn't it a coincidence that His Majesty sent me to interrogate the prince? Although I cannot bear to see this, His Majesty has spoken, and I cannot disobey his order."
Malzahar was stunned for a moment, then his smile widened. "Let a woman be the judge? Doesn't Tianqi have anyone else to use?"
Every time he moved, the chains creaked. "What kind of magic did you use to make Emperor Tianqi treat you so well?!"
Jiang Zhiyu didn't take his words to heart and straightened her clothes. She said, "I struck the gong, but it was surprisingly loud. I said to it angrily, 'If you're going to be so loud, there's nothing I can do.'"
Everyone pursed their lips and frowned. Malzahar was confused and it took him a long time to react.
He suddenly became a little angry: "You...!"
"You people from Tianqi are so roundabout in your words. You are all villains who only know how to play dirty tricks behind people's backs!"
Everyone was furious and looked at Malzahar with unfriendly eyes.
Jiang Zhiyu chuckled: "Judging from your logic, I guess your rectum is connected to your brain. Forget it, let's not waste time on empty talk. Tell me honestly who your accomplices are in Tianqi!"
She paced slowly, carefully observing the torture instruments, without looking at Malzahar, as if she had been certain from the beginning that he would not reveal any information.
Malzahar said disdainfully, "What accomplices? My poisonous insects need human blood to nourish them. I just captured a few people at random. What accomplices do I need?"
Whatever, the contempt for life in his words made Jiang Zhiyu squint her eyes.
"Then how did you get to the secret room under the Sixth Prince's residence?"
Malzahar played dumb: "What secret room? I've never been to any secret room."
Jiang Zhiyu continued, "So, you don't know the origins of those poisonous snakes in the secret room?"
Malzahar's eyes froze for a moment, and then he was filled with uncontrollable joy.
He has been recuperating from his injuries these past few days, has he managed to recover?
Jiang Zhiyu observed his expression and gently tempted him, "The venom of that Gu snake is extremely strong. Even if it's locked in a cage, the venom can corrode the bottom and can even directly penetrate a person's palm..."
Malzahar's heart surged with excitement. The effects Jiang Zhiyu described had clearly exceeded his expectations. If they could cultivate this Gu snake extensively, wouldn't their Nan Gu be invincible on the battlefield?!
Just as he was lost in his fantasy, Jiang Zhiyu shattered it: "Since you don't know its origins, such a terrifying and ferocious creature cannot be left alone. I will immediately report to the emperor and ask him to order the incineration of all eighteen captured poisonous snakes."
"No, no!" Malzahar subconsciously stopped him.
In his mind, he had only killed a few people, and the emperor would never kill him for this. Even if he admitted it, it would only make the emperor more wary of him. But if he did not admit it, the poisonous snake would be burned, and all his efforts over the past few days would be wasted!
What's more, the poisonous snake has already been cultivated!
Thinking of this, Malzahar spoke quickly: "Yes, it was me. Those poisonous snakes are mine, and I also brought those untouchables to the secret room."
He kept calling me a pariah. Jiang Zhiyu's eyes were deep: "Since you admit it, then how did you get into the Sixth Prince's secret room?"
"The Second Prince and I are close friends, and he has a close relationship with the Sixth Prince. I often take care of the mansion for him, and I've been with him a few times, and I stumbled upon that secret room."
Xing Maozhi sucked in a breath of cold air, and his hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.
Why is there something about the Second Prince?!
Two princes were implicated at once. If this situation is not handled properly and the emperor gets angry with him, it would be a serious matter that could cost him his life!
Xing Maozhi spoke up, stopping Jiang Zhiyu from asking further questions: "According to the prince's confession, both the murder and the secret room were committed by the prince alone, and he had no accomplices."
He tried his best to wink at Jiang Zhiyu.
Jiang Zhiyu pretended not to notice and continued, "How could Lord Xing be so careless? The secret chambers of the Sixth Prince's residence are intricate and full of traps. Without the correct route, how could Malzahar have moved between the secret chambers and the Sixth Prince's residence without being noticed?"
Xing Maozhi was speechless.
Malzahar's eyes were filled with annoyance. "I'm just one person," he said, emphasizing each word. "Why are you so persistent, Miss? They're just a few lowly people. You and I know it very well. Even if he convicted me, the Emperor wouldn't kill me!"
The blood was boiling in Jiang Zhiyu's body. She closed her eyes and the images of the heads hanging on hooks in the secret room appeared in her mind. Their directions were surprisingly consistent, as if they were smiling at her.
Jiang Zhiyu picked up the red-hot iron from the stove and pressed it directly on Malzahar's chest at an extremely fast speed.
Everyone was stunned, and Xing Maozhi even accidentally knocked over the teacup.
Malzahar cried out in pain, and a faint "sizzling" sound was heard between the branding iron and his flesh. He opened his mouth, and Jiang Zhiyu took back the branding iron and inserted it into the stove, then pulled it out and pressed it hard on the wound Malzahar had just suffered.
The red-hot coal flew into the air with her quick movements, illuminating her eyes with a scarlet glow, filled with bloodthirsty murderous intent.
"Who are your accomplices? Since you need blood to feed the Gu worms, why do you want to kill them?"
"Torture...killing, you saw...that," Malzahar even smiled. "It's just that we don't waste every drop of their blood."
"Even if they were stabbed to death, their blood wouldn't be completely drained... cough,"
The soldering iron cooled down, and Jiang Zhiyu put it back into the stove. Malzahar's tense body relaxed instantly and shook.
She knew the plot. In the original book, the emperor found out everything and just as Malzahar said, he did not kill him. He just found a scapegoat to silence the people.
She didn't like this plot.
Jiang Zhiyu looked at Malzahar, with a cold look in his eyes.
"You are so stubborn and refuse to change your ways. Lord Xing, it's time to torture you..."
Xing Mao was stunned, startled by her tone. She was clearly just a twelve-year-old girl, so why was her gaze even colder than his, a fifty-year-old Minister of Justice?
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