Time goes back to the afternoon of the previous day.
Ling Shumo went to the dungeon where Qin Wen'er was imprisoned.
The dungeon was cold and damp, and anyone who entered here would have the smell of mold and decay lingering in their noses.
Qin Wen'er was sitting in the corner with his hair disheveled. His lips were blue and his eyes were bloodshot. He was obviously in a very bad condition.
He had been neglected in the Eastern Palace before, but no matter how bad the environment in the Eastern Palace was, there would not be rats and cockroaches all over the floor.
Qin Wen'er's hair was covered with spider webs. He had the strength to scream at first, but his voice was hoarse now. Spiders the size of fingernails were crawling on his face. There was still fear in his eyes, but he didn't even have the strength to open the spiders.
The torch in Shi Qi's hand illuminated the dark dungeon.
The moment Qin Wen'er saw Ling Shumo's face clearly, he crawled to the prison door like crazy, "Your Highness, Your Highness, please spare me, I can't stand it anymore, I really can't stand it..."
Qin Wen'er felt a chill of fear all over his body when he thought about being tortured to death by slicing after the New Year. He wanted to cut his neck with a stone, but he didn't have the courage to commit suicide.
Qin Wen'er remembered his ambition when he first came here. He wanted to lead the men here, overthrow this disgusting matriarchal society, and trample all women under his feet.
The women here are simply too presumptuous. None of them even take their husbands seriously. If they don't learn a lesson, they will become lawless.
It is simply the biggest joke in the world that women are the masters of the household.
He had thought it all out. In his previous life, he was just a prime minister. In his new life, he wanted to ascend to the highest position and experience what it felt like to be an emperor.
When he becomes emperor, he will banish that bitch Ling Shumo to the cold palace. He will collect beauties from all over the world and let Ling Shumo watch him being hugged by women on all sides, and kneel on the ground begging him to change his mind.
But even if Ling Shumo knelt and died in front of him, he would not bother to look at that bitch.
A slut who had been played with and ruined by men, in her previous life, even a place like a brothel would not take her in. A slut like her only deserved to appear in the lowest-class brothel, patronized by those stinking, sweaty hawkers and grooms.
At the New Year's Eve palace banquet yesterday, he was proud of his oratorical talent. When the men in the emperor's harem and the husbands of other princesses looked at him with admiring eyes and loud praise, he was intoxicated.
He was so confused at the time that he even dared to point at the empress's nose and curse her, saying that she was an old woman who could not get married.
Now, after being locked up in this dungeon for half a day, he finally regained consciousness.
Those men were happy to listen to him talk about male superiority and female inferiority, and essentially just regarded him as a funny storyteller.
Just one word from the empress could ruin him.
Qin Wen'er clenched his hands on the rusty railing in front of him. His voice was hoarse and even more unpleasant than the devils in hell. "A day of marriage is like a hundred days of grace. Shumo, wasn't I good to you in my previous life?
Your father was just a local ninth-rank official, but I married you as my wife.
Those noble ladies in the capital all envy you for having a good husband like me.
Shumo, you said you loved me. Have you forgotten all the vows you made to me?
Ling Shumo's face was expressionless, and her voice was cold and solemn, "Shi Qi, let the execution be carried out."
The jailer opened the cell door with the key, and two guards dragged Qin Wen'er out and tied him to a straw rack.
The dagger flashed with cold light, stinging Qin Wen'er's eyes. Tears streamed down his face, and he shouted at Ling Shumo, "No! Ling Shumo, you can't do this to me! I am your husband, we were married, and we are one..."
When Qin Wen'er said this, his expression suddenly became distorted because the guard had cut off a piece of flesh from his arm.
Qin Wen'er struggled frantically. "Ling Shumo, you bitch! You are such a lowly woman, yet you dared to murder your husband for the second time. You are such a fickle bitch, you should be sentenced to death. According to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a wife who kills her husband..."
Before Qin Wen'er could finish her cry, Ling Shumo became impatient. She snatched the dagger from the guard's hand and stabbed it into Qin Wen'er's thigh. "What about the Great Zhou? You're standing on the land of Chisha. Those sayings like 'husband is the most important thing in life' are just old stories from a past life."
The pain in his legs brought the frantic Qin Wen'er back to reality. He put on a gentle and elegant face again, "Ling Shumo, it's all my fault. I promised you 'we'll be together forever', but later I broke my vow and took several concubines. But you have to believe me, that was not my intention. It was those women who took the initiative to seduce me. From the beginning to the end, there was only you in my heart."
Qin Wen'er looked at Ling Shumo affectionately, "I already know I was wrong. I will stay with you all my life, okay? In my last life, I didn't live up to my promise of 'one life, one life, one life'. I will do my best to make it up to you in this life. I swear to heaven, if I look at another woman again, I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death."
Ling Shumo threw the dagger to the ground and shouted at the guards on both sides, "What are you doing standing here? I asked you to come here to skin Qin Wen'er alive, not to stand here and watch the show. If your ears are useless, go cut them off. Otherwise, it's a waste of space to keep them on your body."
The guard was frightened and immediately picked up the dagger on the ground and stabbed Qin Wen'er.
In theory, lingchi requires three thousand cuts.
But most people would die from excessive blood loss after being cut more than a thousand times.
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