"Zong Zhengchen..."

Qin Ye grabbed the railing and turned around to glare at Zong Zhengli, "Why did you bring me here? Either kill us or lock us up together!"

Zong Zhengli strode over and pinched her chin:

"Locked together? You wish!"

The hand twisted her head coldly, causing her eyes to stare at the embarrassed man.

Said coldly:

"Open your eyes and take a good look. How can this dog-like man protect you? If you stay with him, you will die. Staying with me is your only choice. Don't you understand?"

The prison was extremely dark and filled with death. Various torture instruments were frightening and it was a place that made people tremble with fear.

She clenched her teeth, the arrogance between her brows did not diminish at all:

"So what? I will be with Zong Zhengchen in life and death. You can separate us, but you can't hinder my heart!"

At this moment, she was extremely determined and serious.

But the more this happened, the angrier Zong Zhengli became.

He has already got the world, why can't he get her?

He doesn't believe it!

There is nothing in this world that he cannot get. Even if it is a forced melon, he will force it down and eat it with sauce!

"Okay, okay! Hahaha, Qin Ye, you forced me to do this!"

Since she is so ungrateful, don't blame him for being ruthless.

"Catch her!"

Two imperial guards came up, grabbed Qin Ye's hands, twisted them behind her back, pressed her shoulders, and held her tightly.

Zong Zhengli took a thick black whip from the wall full of torture instruments, dipped it in the chili water in the bucket, and walked into the cell.

"Seventh brother, seventh brother, you never thought that one day you would fall into my hands, right?"

He licked his thin lips, half smiling, and the whip in his hand cracked loudly.

"You are the emperor's most beloved youngest son. I'm afraid you have never suffered any hardship since you were a child. It's probably not a pleasant thing to be beaten to pieces and lose face in front of your beloved woman."

"Zong Zhengli, what are you doing!?"

Qin Ye struggled and said angrily,

"A warrior can be killed but not humiliated. Since you have won, why don't you give us a quick death?"

She wanted to rush forward, but was held tightly and could not break free. She stared at the scene with red eyes, wishing she could rush forward and tear Zong Zhengli apart.

The more she did this, the angrier Zong Zhengli became.

He won't be happy unless he vents this anger.

He insisted on humiliating Zong Zhengchen in front of Qin Ye!

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, almost as if expressing his opinion, and he immediately raised a whip and lashed out.

Bang!

“Hmm!”

A sharp whip tore through clothes and tore skin and flesh.

"Zong Zhengli!" Qin Ye roared.

"Qin Ye, just keep shouting. The more you shout, the more excited I will be!" The light in his eyes became brighter, and he raised his hand and whipped him hard again.

Bang!

"Um--"

The tied man clenched his hands tightly, his face turned pale, sweat broke out on his forehead due to the pain, he clenched his teeth tightly, and didn't even utter a word.

Those eyes, filled with fire, stared at Zong Zhengli intently.

Even if he is at a disadvantage, he is not afraid at all; he faces life and death without panic, and the pride in his bones is even stronger than those in higher positions.

These eyes, this gaze, are 90% similar to Qin Ye's.

They are all so unruly.

So arrogant.

So... an eyesore.

Zong Zhengli whipped him several times in succession, but failed to achieve the desired goal. He lost interest and angrily stepped forward, pinched his chin, and said angrily:

"You are my defeated opponent, yet you still dare to look at me like that! Zong Zhengchen, I don't mind gouging out your eyeballs!"

The man said nothing, still looking at him with that calm look in the face of danger.

Zong Zhengli became angry and said:

"I might as well tell you that not only will I get the throne, I will also take possession of your woman and marry her in style! I want you to watch with your own eyes how useless and worthless you are! You are just an incompetent man!"

The man raised his head slightly, still looking at him calmly and calmly.

Zong Zhengli was immediately very angry.

This couple has exactly the same temper, as stubborn as donkeys, so annoying.

You've clearly lost, so where does your pride come from?

"Someone, come and punish me!"

"Zong Zhengli, why do you have to be so ruthless when you are in a powerful position? You are so ruthless and don't leave yourself any way out. Aren't you afraid of ending up in a dead end?" Qin Ye said loudly.

"Every road is a bloody road I fought my way through. Even if it's a dead end, I can still carve out a gap!"

Zong Zhengli threw the whip to the ground angrily and turned around.

"Bring the iron!"

He was about to walk out of the cell with a flick of his sleeves when the door suddenly clicked, closed, chained, and locked in one swift motion.

He was immediately locked in.

He was stunned for half a second, then saw a group of secret guards and soldiers running down the road, and saw two imperial guards let go of Qin Ye. His pupils shrank sharply:

"you……"