Hearing the sound, everyone in the Shen family suddenly sat up.
They all stared at the cell door.
There were even several young people who consciously picked up their broken bowls and hurried to the iron prison door, intending to receive the food first.
Just waiting for dinner every day.
Even the elders of the Shen family sat up straight and stared at the door.
Only in the corner of the last cell, there lay a figure as heavy as mud. If it weren't for the fact that he was breathing, everyone would have thought it was a rotten corpse.
The person who came was not the jailer who brought food.
It was a tall figure in black...
Everyone in the Shen family looked at the newcomer, with doubts in their eyes.
However, the man stopped in front of the door of the last cell, looking quietly at the figure in the corner, "Open it."
As soon as he finished speaking, a jailer appeared from nowhere and swiftly opened the iron door of the cell.
Imprisoned with Shen Li were the head of the Shen family and several elders.
Everyone subconsciously looked at the black-clad figure walking into the cell. The man did not cover his face, and a faint, gentle smile was drawn on his handsome and gentle face.
He walked straight up to Shen Li.
A foul smell hit my nose.
One could even vaguely see a number of flying insects and flies flitting around Shen Li's body, and Shen Li's face had become so thin and sunken that he no longer had the gentle and elegant look he had before.
Mo Chen covered his nose with his fingers.
She glanced at him with a hint of pity in her eyes: "I didn't expect that when we meet again, you would be in such a state."
His voice was gentle.
It seemed like he was talking about something very ordinary.
Shen Li had been paralyzed like this for a long time. The wound between his hips had caused the insides of his legs to fester and rot. Generally speaking, a wound like this, if left untreated for a long time, could be fatal.
But he survived.
Even if you live worse than a dog, you still live tenaciously.
Even the few elders who "served" him were surprised at first, but now they are indifferent.
Hearing Mo Chen's voice, Shen Li finally had a reaction.
His eyes moved.
Then he slowly opened his eyelids. When he saw Mo Chen standing in front of him with his back to him, he was stunned and didn't react. It was not until he heard his voice again that Shen Li's eyes lit up.
He opened his mouth excitedly to shout.
But his tongue had been cut off long ago.
Shen Li could only reach out and grab Mo Chen's trouser leg, and excitedly tried to struggle to sit up, but his movements were too big and pulled the wound on his thigh, and he hadn't moved for many days.
For a moment, he broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, but he only managed to half-raise his upper body. He opened his mouth and silently shouted: "Your Highness, King Cheng, save me..."
Mo Chen lowered his eyes and looked at him.
He did not show any displeasure at his behavior of grabbing his trouser leg. Instead, he took out a handkerchief, covered his nose with it, and then slowly squatted down to look at Shen Li.
Shen Li didn't care about Mo Chen's actions.
He opened his mouth and silently begged for help as if he had found a life-saving straw.
"Answer this king a question."
Mo Chen swept his eyes over Shen Li's lower body and asked with a faint smile, "Have you ever touched Yang Zhao?"
Shen Li was stunned.
"Have you touched her since you came back?"
Mo Chen's words finally brought Shen Li back to his senses. He subconsciously shook his head and opened his mouth to say something silently.
Mo Chen ignored what he said and said in a good mood: "Although your ability to do things is not good enough and it has wasted several years of my hard work, your incompetence has made me very happy now."
Mo Chen got the answer he wanted and stood up with a smile.
Shen Li didn't understand what he meant until Mo Chen turned around and left. A jailer came in and forced a pill into his mouth. When he felt a heart-wrenching pain coming from his stomach, he realized that Mo Chen wanted to kill him!
“Hmm…”
Shen Li rolled on the ground in pain.
Master Shen in the cell next door saw his son's movement and quickly climbed onto the bars, calling out anxiously, "Li'er? Li'er, what's wrong with you?"
"Someone, come quickly."
"Help, come and save my son, someone has poisoned him..."
Master Shen started yelling at the cell door, but no one came in.
The clan leader Shen and the elders who were at the door of the same cell with Shen Li had already been frightened by the person who had just appeared and had shrunk to the other side like quails. Others could not recognize him, but clan leader Shen did.
The one just now... was King Cheng.
The eighth prince became king.
This is to kill and silence the witnesses!
Patriarch Shen's heart trembled.
Fortunately, King Cheng did not take action against them, otherwise they would not have lived to see the next trial.
"Stop shouting."
Seeing that Master Shen was still yelling, Clan Leader Shen quickly scolded Master Shen in a low voice, staring at him with disapproval: "If you want to die, don't bring the whole clan to bury you."
Master Shen felt sorry for Shen Li, "Chief, Chief, please go and see how Li'er is doing. He can't die. He is my only son."
"If I don't have any descendants, what son do I have?"
Master Shen was choked.
But he was his only son after all. Even if he was disabled, he was still his only child. "Chief, stop talking. Go and see how Li'er is doing. I just saw the jailer put something in Li'er's mouth. He's in so much pain now. It must be poison..."
Patriarch Shen didn’t even want to say anything about Master Shen being such a fool. He had seen everything, so what else could he say.
They are all in cells now.
The jailer dared to take action in public, which meant he was not afraid of them shouting and yelling. Perhaps he was just waiting for them to cause trouble, and then he would have a reason to take action against them directly.
But Patriarch Shen finally walked to Shen Li's side.
Looking at Shen Li who was gradually losing his movement, Patriarch Shen finally squatted down and touched him. Seeing that his whole body had stiffened, he finally put his hand under his nose. After confirming that he had no breath, he said regretfully: "He has died."
When Master Shen heard this, he sat down on the ground.
"Li'er, my Li'er..." Master Shen was suddenly overwhelmed with grief, crying with tears and snot, and his voice was very sad.
Upon seeing this, Chief Shen hurriedly ordered the clansmen who were imprisoned with Master Shen: "Quick, cover his mouth. If he continues to scream like this, we will all die."
After hearing this, the clan members immediately rushed over and covered Master Shen's mouth.
“Woo…”
Although Master Shen's mouth was covered, he was still crying sadly, his eyes fixed on the motionless Shen Li, with the demeanor of a loving father who was sending off his young son. But at this moment, his pupils suddenly shrank.
Their eyes were staring at Patriarch Shen’s back…in disbelief.
Patriarch Shen didn't care at first.
Until the elder in the same cell pointed at his back and tremblingly said, "Chief, your back..."
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