Xue Wu's voice was like his eyes, devoid of any life, "I'm wrong. Your Highness will definitely not forgive me."
Zhu Ye didn't understand why.
Xue Wu took off the only hairpin on her head, and then lay flat on the bed as if dead.
Everything is determined by fate and has no control over us.
…
The next day.
Shangguan Xu brought a group of servants and rushed to Yuehua Palace with great momentum.
Two burly servants held Xue Wu down and forced him to spread his palms upwards.
Rumo used tweezers to hold a thin needle that was almost invisible to the naked eye and slowly pushed it into Xue Wu's fingertips.
After being pricked by the needle, Xue Wu subconsciously tried to curl his fingers. He felt as if a raging fire was burning at the tips of his fingers, tearing the skin between them into shreds in an instant.
Shangguan Xu saw that Xue Wu's eyebrows, like silk mist, were twisted into a ball, and then he heard Xue Wu's howl like a wild animal cub in his ears.
That inhuman scream would make any normal person feel terrified.
There was no sign of fear on Shangguan Xu's face. He even narrowed his eyes and looked at Xue Wu carefully, as if he was admiring a unique work of art in the world.
Xue Wu now regretted very much that he had believed Chu Changying's lies and did not commit suicide immediately.
His face was covered with snot and tears, and he pleaded humbly to Shangguan Xu, "Prince, please, please forgive me. I will do anything you ask me to do... Ahhhh..."
Before Xue Wu could finish begging for mercy, the second needle pierced his fingertip.
Rumo only felt that his heart was grabbed by an invisible giant hand and squeezed hard.
He was clearly the perpetrator, but seeing Xue Wu in so much pain, he felt as if his fingertips were also being burned by the flames.
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