Chapter 60: Zhao Yu's End
After hearing such a tragic story, Emperor Qinglong almost crushed the dragon pendant in his hand. Suddenly, he smiled, "How dare the Zhao family raise a ghost king?"
I don't know if this question is being asked to the vengeful spirit.
Still asking Su Tan.
Su Tan and the vengeful spirit said at the same time: "The Zhao family uses these lives as sacrifices, intending to raise a ghost king to serve them."
Su Tan frowned, "Your Majesty, the dragon robe is hidden in the secret room of Lord Zhao's study."
"You can ask someone to search."
Emperor Qinglong waved his hand, "Song Qing."
Song Tingchen went there, and an hour later, he came back with a cold face to report, holding a dragon robe embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon in his hand.
Emperor Qinglong laughed in anger, "The Pingjing Marquis's family is plotting rebellion and harming young children. They are unworthy of being human. I decree the extermination of all nine clans. As for Zhao Yu, he will be executed by slow slicing! I will see him pay the price!"
The cold wind carried the emperor's wrath.
Emperor Qinglong turned around and his eyes fell on Su Tan and Song Tingchen. "Princess Jiayi and Mr. Song, go to the prison to watch the execution together."
Su Tan nodded and was about to say yes when he heard Emperor Qinglong say, "Once Zhao Yu dies, Princess Jiayi will hold a ritual to help these children pass away."
Su Tan paused, but did not agree immediately. His eyes flickered slightly, and he frowned as he said, "Your Majesty, this ritual still requires the help of fellow practitioners from the Imperial Observatory."
Emperor Qinglong's gaze fell deeply on her, and he suddenly smiled and said, "Oh, really?"
"That's a pity. I thought Princess Jiayi was enough."
Su Tan's eyes were filled with wind and snow. "I am sorry that your humble servant has failed to meet your expectations. I have disappointed the Emperor."
Emperor Qinglong simply smiled and said, "How could Princess Jiayi disappoint me? You helped me uncover the traitors who were plotting rebellion, and also helped these children not to have nowhere to complain. How could I be disappointed?"
To be fair, Su Tan did a good job in this matter.
But it just made him feel like a thorn in his throat.
This was exchanged for the sacrifice of a prince.
If Su Tan could be less stubborn, he would really get what he wanted.
…
Dali Temple Prison.
Zhao Yu was imprisoned in the prison, and his whole body was itchy. Not long after, his body was covered with pustules. He had scratched every place he could. The blood mixed with the fishy mucus soaked his clothes. His hair was sticky and stuck to each other, and there were a few flies staying on it.
The second son of the Zhao family, who used to be thin and handsome, and whose appearance could be described as that of an immortal, was now tortured beyond recognition, with no trace of his former self left.
When Song Tingchen saw him, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by deep hatred.
"Brother Tingchen!"
"Are you here to rescue me?"
"You have investigated the injustice of our Zhao family and know that it was that bitch Su Tan who harmed me, right?"
Zhao Yu held onto the iron fence tightly with both hands. He first saw Song Tingchen, and then saw the emperor. "Your Majesty, I am innocent!"
"The Zhao family is wronged!"
"All of this, all of this was slandered by that bitch Su Tan!"
"Unfair?" Emperor Qinglong chewed over these two words, and it was clear that he did not show any indifference.
Zhao Yu suddenly felt his body go limp, and a chill spread throughout his body.
Emperor Qinglong's gaze fell on Su Tan, whom Zhao Yu hated and loathed. "Princess Jiayi, didn't you say earlier that after proving that Song Qing had wronged you, you would whip him a few times in public to vent your anger?"
Su Tan's expression remained unchanged, "Yes."
"Okay." Emperor Qinglong smiled, his voice neither hurried nor slow, making it impossible to discern any emotion. "Then let's fight here."
Song Tingchen's gaze paused, and soon his expression returned to normal.
Su Tan calmly pulled out the whip from his waist, and under Zhao Yu's distressed and hateful eyes, he swung the whip out without hesitation. The whip had barbed hooks, and Song Tingchen's skin was soon torn and the wound was open with blood. Song Tingchen's face turned pale with pain.
But he gritted his teeth and said nothing.
"Poisonous woman!"
"You vicious woman!"
Zhao Yu's voice trembled. He wished he could tear the iron fence into pieces, rushed out and cut Su Tan into pieces, and even more so, he wished he was the one being whipped. "Let go of Brother Tingchen!"
"Let him go!"
"If you have any grudges, come at me!"
"You are not allowed to hurt Brother Tingchen!"
Bang!
As Zhao Yu finished speaking, Su Tan's hands became more and more powerful, and Song Tingchen was beaten so hard that his body became unstable. He was only supported by his sword and did not faint.
"Master Zhao, do you feel distressed now?"
Su Tan's voice was mocking, "Have you ever thought about how painful it was for those children who died because of you?"
Bang!
Su Tan whipped Song Tingchen again!
Her eyes were clear and her tone was calm, but Song Tingchen felt that every word she said was like a slap in the face, hitting him hard in the face, hurting him so much that he almost couldn't breathe.
"See, Song Tingchen? This is the kind and innocent Zhao Yu you mentioned."
"What you're talking about is just the impulsive and childish Young Master Zhao. How many children has he killed? Did you even count them?"
Song Tingchen pursed his lips, his face pale as paper, and said nothing.
Su Tan's eyes were cold.
"That's right, General Song, you always thought I was slandering you. Now you've finally seen it with your own eyes. Does your face hurt?"
Song Tingchen tightly grasped the sword in his hand, and no one knew what he was thinking at the moment.
Emperor Qinglong's eyes fell on him.
"Song Qing, you said earlier that Princess Jiayi was malicious and falsely accused Zhao Yu. Now that the truth has been revealed, you should apologize to Princess Jiayi."
"No!" Zhao Yu stared at Su Tan and Emperor Qinglong, his voice shrill and resentful, "Who the hell is Su Tan!"
"How can she be worthy!"
"How can she be worthy!"
"She deserves to die! She deserves to die!"
Su Tan raised an eyebrow, his voice drifting slowly into the wind, "Second Young Master Zhao is truly deeply in love with General Song."
Song Tingchen suddenly raised his eyes and stared at Su Tan without blinking.
"Feel sorry."
He lowered his eyes and said this.
In this matter, he indeed misunderstood Su Tan.
He never imagined that human hearts could be so vicious.
He has always hated the dirty tricks used in the mansions.
But Zhao Yu was always gentle and polite in front of him.
Su Tan had a blank expression on his face. "What's the point of you saying sorry? I've hinted at you before that Zhao Yu has ulterior motives for you. Did you listen then?"
Three years ago, Zhao Yu had not done such unscrupulous things.
But she reminded Song Tingchen that he should keep his distance from Zhao Yu, otherwise one day, Zhao Yu would turn love into hate, or even go crazy because of love.
However, at that time, Song Tingchen just pushed her away with a cold face, asking her not to apply the random speculations about the deep mansion to him and Zhao Yu.
"Song Tingchen, you are blind and stupid, and so am I."
He was blind and stupid, and could never tell whether the people around him were human or ghost.
She was blind and stupid. She had been married to such a man for five years and gave birth to a cold-hearted, stupid and vicious little Song Tingchen.
Song Tingchen's expression suddenly froze. It was not known whether it was because of excessive bleeding or something else, but the blood color on his face had drained away.
Su Tan retracted the whip and said to Emperor Qinglong, "Your Majesty, I have finished these ten lashes."
Emperor Qinglong nodded, and with a wave of his hand, five tall and strong men approached with thin knives in their hands.
"Cut off all the flesh and blood from Zhao Yu."
"I want to see if even dogs would be unwilling to eat the flesh and blood of such a vicious person."
Zhao Yu's face turned pale, "No!"
"You can't do this to me!"
"I am innocent! The Zhao family is innocent too!"
Su Tan chuckled and gave Zhao Yu an expression that looked extremely smug to the other person, "Zhao family?"
"Mr. Zhao, the people of the Zhao family have already gone to hell to accompany the souls of those you killed."
"His Majesty has ordered the extermination of all nine clans. You have committed so many evil deeds that even if you were to go to the underworld, you would be condemned to the eighteen levels of hell, and you would never be allowed to reincarnate again in your next life."
Zhao Yu's eyes were bloodshot and he fell to the ground in disbelief. Before he could utter a single curse, the strong men pinned him down and cut off his tongue in disgust.
piece.
Two pieces.
Three pieces.
…
Zhao Yu fainted from the pain again and again, and was awakened again and again by the boiling water dipped in salt and pepper.
He was tortured to the point where he was neither human nor ghost, with not a single piece of healthy flesh on his body.
He really wanted to scream again, really wanted to say that the Zhao family was wronged and that it was all framed by that bitch Su Tan.
But he couldn't utter a word.
His tongue was cut out.
He wanted to break free from the shackles, wanted to hold on to the iron bars tightly, and beg Song Tingchen to take him out.
But his fingers were cut off one by one.
His legs were also broken and his flesh was peeled off piece by piece.
The bones were also chopped into pieces bit by bit.
And from beginning to end, Song Tingchen, whom he was thinking about, just stood there calmly, watching everything calmly.
It seemed that whether he was alive or dead, it had nothing to do with Song Tingchen.
There is not a single piece of healthy skin left on Zhao Yu's body.
There wasn't a single piece of good meat either.
His eyes were full of resentment and hatred.
Su Tan!
It’s all because of Su Tan!
Even if he becomes a ghost, he will not let Su Tan go!
Su Tan looked into his eyes and seemed to understand what Zhao Yu was saying at this moment.
She sneered, "Even if you become a ghost, you will be killed by my sword."
Demand her life?
Oh!
Is Zhao Yu worthy?!
Emperor Qinglong stood aside. The entire prison cell was almost a river of blood, but there was not a trace of blood on his clothes.
He said to Song Tingchen calmly, "General Song, it seems he wants to tell you something."
Song Tingchen met Zhao Yu's red and affectionate eyes, and pulled the corners of his lips expressionlessly, "Zhao Yu, you make me feel sick."
His pretense made him feel sick.
He also felt disgusted by the cruelty he had caused to human life.
Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment.
The whole person stood there stiffly, stunned.
He suddenly felt a lot of pain.
Even being tortured to death doesn’t hurt this much!
No!
How could Brother Tingchen hate him?
How can this be?!
How could he feel disgusted with himself!
Emperor Qinglong was no longer interested in watching the feuds between these people.
He turned around and left with the help of the palace servants. "Song Qing, since Zhao Yu is deeply in love with you, you should be the one to see him off."
Song Tingchen suddenly raised his eyes, but finally lowered them without saying anything. He drew his sword and pierced Zhao Yu's throat.
Zhao Yu died at the hands of his beloved brother Tingchen.
Song Tingchen seemed to have been drained of all his strength, his eyes gradually became unfocused, and he fell backwards.
"General Song!"
Song Tingchen fell into a coma.
I don’t know if I can’t bear everything I saw today.
He still couldn't withstand the ten whips given by Su Tan.
He just fell down.
Su Tan passed him by without even glancing at him.
Song Tingchen stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to grab something, but he only managed to touch a gust of cold wind.
…
This shocking royal scandal ended with the execution of all nine generations of the Zhao family.
Prince Yu really became the so-called victim.
But he had lost the emperor's favor and had no chance of becoming emperor. He also contracted a heart disease and scratched himself to the point of being unrecognizable. He could only be tied up with iron chains, but this was a fact that could not be changed.
When the Queen learned that Prince Yu's heart disease could not be cured and he could only endure the rest of his days in misery, deep hatred inevitably appeared in her eyes.
What a great Su Tan!
What a great Prince Lu Zhiheng is!
What a great prince and princess!
These people deserve to die!
Damn them all!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
