Su Mengyan buried her head in Situ Yao's arms the whole way, feeling extremely shy.
Early the next morning, Situ Yao personally led people to interrogate Leng San again.
He was holding a grudge against Leng San. If anyone dared to touch Su Mengyan, Leng San would probably risk his life.
Although Leng San was forced to kneel down and beg for mercy due to the torture, Situ Yao ignored him.
"The moment you touched Su Mengyan, you should have thought about your fate today." Situ Yao snorted coldly. If he didn't take the opportunity to vent his anger for Su Mengyan, how could he be considered a husband.
All eighteen kinds of torture in the prison were used on Leng San, and Leng San was tortured beyond recognition.
In the end, Situ Yao used the criminal law he developed on Leng San.
First, Leng San's hand was put into ice to freeze it. When his hand was frozen into a piece of ice, Situ Yao took a hammer and smashed his hand into pieces.
This punishment was originally prepared by Situ Yao to be used on prisoners, but it had not been used yet, so he used it on Leng San.
Leng San looked at his palm with a painful expression, which turned from red to white and then to purple.
Seeing that the time was almost right, Situ Yao asked the jailer to take his hand out.
Although it did not achieve the effect Situ Yao expected, Situ Yao was eager to prove the power of this punishment, so he hit Leng San's hand with a hammer.
Leng San's hands are numb now. When his consciousness slowly recovers, the pain will gradually come back.
The feeling of broken bones and chopped hands will erode Leng San bit by bit.
Su Mengyan woke up in the morning and didn't see Situ Yao. She knew he might be in jail, so she went to find him.
It happened that Situ Yao was out for something, and the two missed each other. Su Mengyan tiptoed into the cell.
All I saw was Leng San's hands and feet were broken, leaving only his limbs.
The remaining corpses didn't look like they had any good flesh, they were all blue and purple, or rotten in large pieces.
Su Mengyan closed her eyes, she was a little afraid to look.
Leng San's current appearance is even more miserable than Su Mengyan's in the original plot.
"God has his own way, and no one can escape it." Su Mengyan murmured to herself.
She couldn't imagine that if it was herself lying in the cell at that time, she would probably have gone crazy now.
Cui Mixue, who was outside the prison, was afraid that Leng San would give her away, so she ordered Leng Yan to go into the prison and kill Leng San.
Poor Leng San died in an unclear manner after being used by Cui Mixue.
When Leng Yan saw Leng San's appearance, he actually couldn't bear to do it.
But I thought that instead of leaving him here to be tortured, it would be better to kill him as soon as possible so that he would suffer less punishment.
After Leng Yan finished speaking, he saw Leng San looking at him with almost pleading eyes, and said: "I... please... kill me..."
Leng San really couldn't stand Situ Yao's torture anymore.
The tortures of the past few days had already destroyed his will. Now there was no better way to relieve him except death.
Soon after, a muffled sound was heard from the prison, and then a figure left.
Early the next morning, the guards in the prince's private prison went to deliver food to Leng San, but when they saw the scene inside the prison, they gasped and froze.
In the cell, Leng San's face was pale and he was lying in a pool of blood.
The jailer hurried over to check on him, but found that he was already dead and his body was ice-cold.
Upon hearing the news, Situ Yao rushed over and was immediately furious upon seeing the scene. "Who was in charge of guarding the place last night? How could you have let an outsider in and killed someone without you even noticing?"
Seeing the prince's rage, the jailers were so frightened that they dared not breathe, lowered their heads and said nothing.
Seeing that no one came forward to take responsibility for the incident, Situ Yao became even more furious.
The person was locked up in his private prison and disappeared just like that. How could he explain this to the emperor?
Besides, Leng San hurt Su Mengyan, how could he die so easily?
Thinking of this, Situ Yao suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Alright, you all don't admit it, right? Then I'll punish you all together to show fairness."
Hearing this, the jailers began to whisper to each other. One of the young jailers trembled violently, as if he had struggled internally for a long time, but finally knelt down.
He stammered, "Prince... Your Highness, spare my life. I was on duty here last night. I smelled a strange fragrance from somewhere, and then I lost consciousness. When I woke up again, Leng San had been killed."
"Then I will only punish you. Come, drag him out and give him fifty lashes. I want to see who dares to neglect him in the future." Situ Yao glanced at the man and said coldly.
Fifty lashes? That's too harsh. Wouldn't it kill the jailer?
Su Mengyan, who had been silent on the side, felt a little reluctant and quickly intervened, "Your Highness, please don't rush to punish him. He also said that he fainted after smelling something strange, so it's not his fault."
Seeing Situ Yao's expression somewhat moved, Su Mengyan continued, "Anyway, Leng San has already confessed who ordered him to do this, so he is no longer of much use. Let him die, and you should stop punishing others."
Situ Yao thought for a moment and felt that what Su Mengyan said made sense, so he snorted coldly and said, "Then I will forgive you this time. From now on, you all should be smarter. If there is a next time, I will not let you off easily."
The young jailer quickly thanked him, and Situ Yao sent them all away.
Su Mengyan walked forward and looked at Leng San's body carefully, but found that the wound looked somewhat familiar.
There was a very deep wound on his neck. I just heard from the coroner that it was probably a knife wound.
The wound was not long, but it was fatal.
Nowadays, most people who practice martial arts use swords, and there are not many people who can use a knife so skillfully.
Su Mengyan seemed to have thought of something. She patted her forehead and said to Situ Yao with some surprise, "I think the person who killed Leng San is the same person who tried to assassinate me last time. That man also used a knife. Do you remember what my wound looked like then? It was so deep that you could see the bone. It was obvious that he had extraordinary skills."
When this matter was mentioned, Situ Yao's face instantly turned gloomy. Su Mengyan was seriously injured that time, and he naturally would not forget it.
Su Mengyan thought for a moment and then said, "If that's the case, then the person who tried to assassinate me last time must have had something to do with Cui Mixue."
Situ Yao then understood, looked at Su Mengyan with approval, and immediately sent someone to investigate the matter thoroughly.
At the same time, a carriage was speeding on a small road not far from the capital.
The atmosphere in the car was very heavy. A young woman was leaning against the window, with a lot on her mind.
She is Lord Li’s daughter, Li Wanqiu.
Li Wanqiu had known for some time that her father had been wrongly accused, but no matter how much she asked her mother, she refused to tell her who the real culprit was.
Li Wanqiu wanted to report to the police, but was stopped by her mother and confined to her room.
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