"Ah Cheng will go to the capital..." Cheng Xianyi's face was expressionless, without joy, anger, sorrow, or pain. She was calm, as calm as if nothing had happened.
That's what Ziyan just thought.
She thought Cheng Xianyi was just feeling down, but if Young Master Zhou really went to the capital, he would eventually accept it!
Looking at it now, how can this be acceptable?
The master had suppressed all his extreme and obsessive emotions deep inside, but he suppressed them too much, and his inner defenses completely crumbled...
Don't be fooled by the fact that your master is calm and composed now; that's just because she hasn't met the point where she'll snap. Once she does, she might be finished!
Ziyan covered her face, listening with trepidation as Cheng Xianyi finished counting the rounds.
"...Ah Cheng will not go to the capital."
“Ziyan, I’ve finished counting. You’re right. Acheng really won’t go to the capital. He won’t leave me here.”
Ziyan looked down at the ten toes in front of her, their flesh gouged out, blood gushing out—a horrifying sight. She simply couldn't imagine how the deputy guard had endured such a process...
Then I looked at the deputy guard's expression.
Despair, fear, collapse, distortion, a desire for death...
He yelled hoarsely at Ziyan, his pants soaked with fear.
Zi Yan forced a smile that looked more like a grimace and said to Cheng Xianyi, "Yes, yes, yes, Young Master Zhou definitely won't go to the capital to steal the bride. He doesn't like Miss Lin at all. He cares more about you now."
"Have you regained your senses?"
Cheng Xianyi calmly stood up and put the torture instruments back in their original positions.
at last,
She glanced at Ziyan indifferently and corrected her, "I've always been calm."
After saying this, Cheng Xianyi left the torture chamber. She walked to the center of the military camp, found a place, and obediently sat down, then rested her chin on her slender hand and waited for Zhou Cheng to come and pick her up.
Quietly, with expectant eyes.
Like a kitten waiting for its owner to come home.
Zhou Cheng, after leaving the camp, went to his second sister Zhou Baiyun's place to get a new cloak.
Most of the supplies prepared in the space were necessities for the army. Zhou Cheng had left the few fur cloaks he had stockpiled with his second sister.
Having heard Cheng Xianyi complaining about being cold, Zhou Cheng took it to heart. After choosing the best quality thick fur coat, he searched everywhere for Cheng Xianyi.
"Young Master!!"
At this moment.
The black horse rushed over: "Young master, young master! The spy sent by the Marquis of Pingyang has suddenly confessed!"
"He confessed?" Zhou Cheng asked in surprise.
"yes."
"I originally intended to torture him, but as soon as I entered the torture chamber, I heard him crying and shouting for a confession. It was really strange... His little face was deathly pale. A few lashes were enough to frighten him like this?"
The dark horse was somewhat confused.
When the black horse entered the torture chamber, Zi Yan had already taken care of the aftermath. She not only cleaned up the bloodstains but also gave the shoes to the deputy guard.
When the gauze was removed from the deputy guard's mouth, he was half-dead. He just stared blankly at the ceiling, not even crying out. He was probably really frightened by Cheng Xianyi's unexpected behavior.
When Zhou Cheng arrived at the torture chamber with the cloak in his hand.
Heart-wrenching cries echoed from inside: "I'll confess! I'll confess everything!"
"Waaah... She's a devil, she's a devil!"
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