Zhao Ying took Wei Lan away from Kunning Palace. This time she asked him to come back, not for anything else, but for Wei Ju.
After the case of the crown prince being replaced was concluded, all the people involved were dealt with, and Pei was sentenced to death, except for Wei Ju.
Emperor Jianxi felt that letting him die was too easy for him, so he ordered his men to return to Wei Ju all the evil things he had done to Zhao Xi. Not only that, Emperor Jianxi also ordered his men to use all 108 tortures of the Great Chu on Wei Ju.
Emperor Jianxi sent people to report to him every day, hoping to hear Wei Ju begging for mercy and expressing his regret. However, Wei Ju never did so. Instead, he insisted that Zhao Xi was not the real third prince.
Wei Ju's strong willpower is truly admirable.
Of course Emperor Jianxi would not believe his words, but he was unhappy because he did not get the response he wanted. Not only was he unhappy, but Empress Xiaomin, Zhao Xi herself, Zhao Ying, Shangguan Shu... were all unhappy.
Seeing that Wei Ju's body was being tortured and he couldn't break down his defenses, he could only destroy his heart.
Zhao Ying came up with a good idea.
The Ministry of Justice Prison.
The deepest area is where all the most heinous death row prisoners are imprisoned. Unlike other places, this place is cramped and dark, with a narrow passage that can only accommodate one person. The upper beams are low, so a normal person has to bend over to pass through.
If there were no lights inside, it would be pitch black and you wouldn't be able to see anything.
There are no windows or vents, so it is stuffy and smelly. In summer, it would be like hell on earth.
Looking at this world from afar, Zhao Ying felt suffocated. He stood at the door and hesitated for a long time before bending down and walking in.
It was already hot here, and Wei Lan was still wearing a mink coat. Seeing this, he couldn't help but take it off, leaving only a grass skirt on his body. The jailers peeked at him, trying to hold back their laughter but not daring to speak.
When they arrived at Wei Ju's cell, the leading jailer held a lamp and said respectfully, "Your Highness, Uncle Wei has arrived."
It was called a prison cell, but when Zhao Ying looked carefully, it was actually just a small cage. Not only was it dirty and messy, but the space was also so small that there was not even a place to lie down.
Wei Ju was sitting there with disheveled hair and closed eyes. When he felt the light, his eyelids moved.
Zhao Ying winked at Wei Lan. Wei Lan stepped forward, but Zhao Ying retreated into the dark and hid.
"Brother?"
Wei Ju raised his eyes, and the moment he saw Wei Lan, he smiled evilly, "Did Wei Zhen ask you to be his lobbyist? Go back and tell her that the real Third Prince is dead, and she will never be reunited with her son!"
Wei Lan frowned and shook his head. "It wasn't my second sister who asked me to come. I heard about this and wanted to come see you..."
Wei Ju looked down on me and laughed out loud, "Why are you pretending to be a good person? You are all birds of a feather. If you hadn't stopped me, how could I have lost Zhen'er?"
"Zhen'er can't be resurrected, and I won't be greedy for life. Tell Zhao Rui, if you have the guts, torture me, kill me, and see if I'm afraid, see if I'll beg for mercy, even a single word!"
"So what if he captured me? The rice is already cooked, hahahahahahahaha. I've tortured him and Wei Zhen's precious son to death. He wants to retaliate and make me suffer the pain that little bastard also suffered. I won't give in to his wishes!"
Wei Ju's eyes became brighter and brighter in the darkness, as if he was crazy. He was obviously covered in wounds and looked extremely miserable, but he insisted on pretending to be indifferent. It was really... hateful!
Wei Lan stared at him in silence.
He instantly understood why everyone was so mad. All the punishments he received from Wei Ju were like punching cotton, which didn't hurt at all. How could they relieve his hatred?
The people in the Zhao family are not good people. After suffering such a great loss, how can they sleep well without getting rid of their hatred?
He glanced at Zhao Ying in the dark and found that she sneered. Was she so hateful for Zhao Xi?
Wei Lan couldn't guess what Zhao Ying was thinking for a moment, but he had a vague expectation of what Zhao Ying asked him to do and say.
Looking forward to Wei Ju’s reaction after hearing this.
Wei Ju's laughter became more and more wild. He was a very cunning man who understood people's hearts very well. He knew exactly what kind of behavior would drive people crazy.
When he first joined the army, he was surrounded and his entire army was wiped out. He was the only one who came back and was promoted. That was because he deliberately leaked the plan to the enemy. How could a victory and everyone survived reflect his bravery and fearlessness?
He was the one who saw the enemy spy poisoning the military camp, but that person was not a spy at all and he did not poison the camp. He was the one who framed the enemy on purpose.
As for later, when his political enemies framed him, he not only did not hold a grudge, but also rescued his enemies when they were in danger. This was because he knew the enemy's trap in advance and did not tell anyone. Instead, he lured his enemies into it and then rescued them, like a god descending from the sky.
He has always been scheming and scheming. For example, even now, even though he is imprisoned, he still has to lie to infuriate others, "The Third Prince really looks like Zhao Rui and Wei Zhen. When he died..."
Suddenly, a faint sigh was heard outside the prison door.
Wei Ju paused, then heard Wei Lan say calmly, "Brother, why are you doing this? Just for a woman, your father committed suicide because of you, the entire Wei family was confiscated and exiled, one of your children died and the other ran away, your brother and sister are at odds, and you're locked up here all day... You had a bright future."
"What do you know?" Wei Ju's voice was cold and mocking. "I don't want any of these worldly things you mentioned. I just want to spend my life with Zhen'er, but each of you wants to stop me. What have I done wrong? What have Zhen'er done wrong?"
"We stopped you because..."
Wei Ju interrupted him and sneered, "You're not going to say those stupid things about how she's not worthy of me and that she's malicious, are you? I know Zhen'er better than any of you! Zhen'er just blocked Wei Zhen's path, so Wei Zhen can't tolerate her! You accused me of disregarding our brotherly love, but did Wei Zhen care?"
"If I hadn't saved her life back then, she would have died long ago. Her life was originally mine. My Zhen'er wants it, so what if I give it to her? It's clearly Wei Zhen's revenge!"
Wei Lan's chest swelled and trembled with excitement. He said bitterly, "Brother! Do you really think there is such a person as Wei Zhen?!"
Wei Ju suddenly lost his voice, and in the dim space, even his heavy breathing became shallow.
Wei Lan said with deep sorrow, "Why did we try to stop you? Why did Wei Zhen always dress, speak, and behave like my second sister? Why did you try to exchange souls but it failed? Why did Wei Zhen die all these years ago, as if she had vanished into thin air?"
"That's because from the beginning to the end, Wei Zhen was a person you imagined!"
"Father never adopted a daughter!"
In one sentence, it was like a bolt from the blue.
Wei Ju shook his head in disbelief, denying it, "No, you're talking nonsense!"
He stood up suddenly, stepped forward and grabbed the railing, shaking it, and growled, "You're talking nonsense! You're talking nonsense!"
"Back then, your hysteria was getting worse, so your father had no choice but to send you to the military camp. Everything about the soul-changing incident and jumping into the well was all just your imagination. There's no such person as Wei Zhen in this world!"
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