Liu San touched his still burning neck, and quickly used the iron spoon in his hand to hook the arrow on the ground. He picked it up and hurriedly walked out of the cell and locked it.
Waiting to get out of the cell.
The jailer Li Huan took out a piece of silver and threw it to Liu San behind him: "Go and get him some food and wine from Jiuxianlou."
Liu San was a little surprised: "Do we really have to buy him food from Jiuxianlou? Isn't the master's order to torture him?" Otherwise, he would not deliberately make rotten porridge for him to drink.
Li Huan stopped pretending and glanced at him with a sneer: "Do you know how the last person died before you came?"
Liu San was about to ask, but Li Huan didn't give him a chance to ask:
"Okay, let's go now."
Li Huan sat back in his previous seat, grabbed the melon seeds on the table and started eating them again.
This time, Liu San didn't dare to contradict like before. He glanced at the crossbow under Li Huan's feet. If he was not mistaken, the crossbow was only used by the guards around his master. Thinking of the contradictions he had made these days, Liu San couldn't help but swallow his saliva secretly and left without asking anything.
Li Huan glanced at his back, a cold sneer flashed in his eyes: "Idiot."
If the master's thoughts were so easy to guess, how could so many people die?
but.
Yang Yueqi is indeed a stubborn person.
After so many years, and having tried every possible means, he still refuses to give in. If it were someone else, the master would have lost his patience long ago, but the master treats him differently...
Li Huan frowned and thought for a moment.
Finally, he stood up and walked to the cell, throwing a medicine bottle at the person in the cell: "It's for stopping the bleeding. If you don't want to die, use it yourself. However, I still advise you, if you don't want to suffer like this anymore, then submit to the master obediently. Otherwise, if my master loses his patience one day, you will die."
Yang Yueqi naturally didn't react.
Li Huan was used to it and was too lazy to say anything. He turned around and left.
After a while.
Yang Yueqi slowly opened his eyes.
He glanced at the medicine bottle on the ground, then moved his body, stretched out his trembling hand to pick up the bottle, bit open the bottle cap with his mouth, and sprinkled the medicine on Juanjuan's bleeding arm.
Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his cheeks.
If anyone could see, they would have discovered that beneath his tattered clothes, there was hardly a single piece of intact skin. Wounds, both new and old, covered his entire body. There were no fewer than a dozen scars on his arms alone...
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"Miss, everyone has been gathered."
"Well, let's go."
A large number of people gathered at the gate of the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion.
"What's going on? Why are there so many people? What happened?" Many people looked at the guards gathered at the gate of the Marquis' Mansion with question marks on their faces. The last time the Marquis' Mansion dispatched so many guards was when Yang Huaijin led people to the Shen family to pick up Yang Zhao.
When the people were talking about it.
Yang Zhao finally came out from the door with the maids and servants: "Let's go to the Jade Prince's Mansion."
Jade Prince's Mansion?
Many people immediately thought of the rumors that had been circulating recently: "Could it be that the rumors are true? Did the Jade Prince and Duke Yang of Qi really have a secret exchange?"
"Are you not going to hide it?"
"Even if it's Duke Yang of Qi, you can't be so presumptuous. As a woman, you should still have some sense of shame..."
Jade Prince's Mansion.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, they're coming, people are coming..." A maid ran into the house hurriedly to report.
"How dare you be so impetuous! How disrespectful!"
The nanny who was serving Prince Yu and Princess Princess their meal angrily scolded the maid who rushed into the room.
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