Chapter 36 Torture
"Prince." The palace attendant hurried to Fu Yi's side. "The commander has caught the assassin."
Fu Yi: "I understand."
He turned around and ordered, "Go see the Princess first."
Cheng Nianying was sitting in front of the mirror, and a palace maid was wiping her hair.
It took a lot of effort to wipe the wet long hair half dry.
"Prince." The voices of palace servants bowing came.
Cheng Nianying immediately turned around and looked over.
Under the candlelight, Cheng Nianying's face was red from the heat, and she looked even more drunk. Only her eyes remained bright.
Fu Yi came closer and said, "The arrow is poisoned."
Cheng Nianying was not surprised at all.
As a killer, you naturally want to ensure a single strike kills. If you don't poison your opponent now, when will you?
She was a little slow before asking, "Will he die?"
"Thanks to your timely bandage, he won't die. He just needs to recuperate for a while."
"That's good." Cheng Nianying breathed a sigh of relief, though it wasn't a very natural one. But she had always looked drunk, so it didn't matter if she looked awkward now.
"Let's go."
"Where are you going?"
"To see the assassin."
"……good."
The first thing Cheng Nianying heard when she entered the room was the clashing and grinding of heavy armor, which would make the killer feel instinctively hostile and uncomfortable.
She doesn't care about nobles.
Because the necks of noble people are often softer and easier to cut.
But soldiers are different.
The Imperial Guards, in particular, gathered the elite soldiers. They were equally fearless of death, their swords cold and hard as iron. While individual soldiers were certainly no match for the assassins, they were numerous.
Cheng Nianying's gaze swept over them lightly, and finally fell on the two figures who were suppressed in the hall.
This was the first time she saw the true faces of the two Dongs——
Two young men, as thin as bamboo poles, were held down by the soldiers, their faces rubbed against the ground, leaving blood marks.
An iron hook connected to an iron chain as thick as an arm.
And the iron hooks were hanging on their shoulders.
Their immature facial features were tightly bound, without anger, fear, or even a trace of pain.
"They've undergone special training and aren't afraid of pain." Commander Jiang pointed at the two of them and said, "So, I think torture is useless. It's better to just kill them."
Fu Yi: "No training can make people not afraid of pain. How can one go against human instinct? He must have taken some medicine."
His guess was too accurate. Cheng Nianying pursed her lips.
Fu Yi gestured for the palace servants to help Cheng Nianying sit down next to him, and then he continued, "It's medicine, so it won't last forever. I think there will be a time when it loses its effect. When it loses its effect, they will be afraid of pain if we torture them again."
The two Dong brothers, who had originally shown no expression, suddenly raised their heads.
Even Cheng Nianying's fingertips felt slightly cold.
He really guessed it, it was so accurate.
Commander Jiang hesitated. "So...just lock him up and wait?"
Fu Yi stretched out his hand.
His finger bones were very beautiful, well-proportioned, and had distinct joints.
He pulled the knife from Wu Xun's waist and threw it to the ground casually.
"Let's break one of his bones first...the shoulder bone." He nodded at Xiao Dong.
Xiao Dong immediately began to struggle.
If you dig out my shoulder bones, I won't be able to shoot arrows. Whether I survive today is another matter.
Commander Jiang nodded and said, "We should first vent our anger about the Princess being frightened today and Brother Zimao being injured."
The imperial guard standing by immediately picked up the knife from the ground, but he did not act immediately. Instead, he looked at Cheng Nianying hesitantly.
Commander Jiang asked, "What's going on?"
The imperial guard soldier said, "We're afraid the scene will be too dramatic and will frighten the princess."
Fu Yi then turned and stared at Cheng Nianying: "Are you scared?"
Cheng Nianying looked a little dazed.
I'm not afraid of nature.
She had seen many assassins' fates... all kinds of tragic ones. Her fear of death had only been a thing since she was a child.
But this was the first time the roles had been reversed... and it made her feel a little uneasy sitting here.
Before Fu Yi could get a response from Cheng Nianying, Dadong suddenly started struggling. He managed to utter, "Dig mine."
Cheng Nianying glanced at him.
There is no affection among the seniors who come and go in the building.
When someone dies, they won't even shed a tear for the other person.
It's not uncommon for people to stab each other in the back.
But at this moment, Cheng Nianying looked at Dadong again.
She knew they were brothers.
Only at this moment did I realize that Dadong really is like a brother!
It’s great that Xiaodong has an older brother.
Cheng Nianying turned back. She remembered Princess Zhaoning pressing her eyelids and saying that she looked pretty when she blinked slowly.
She stared at Fu Yi, winked at him gently, and said, "I seem to be really drunk."
Fu Yi also stared at her, silently watching for a moment, then laughed: "Okay, then I won't watch it anymore."
Cheng Nianying stood up but didn't leave. She held Fu Yi's hand and asked, "Are you going to sleep too?"
Commander Jiang couldn't help but cough lightly and turned away.
The others also looked away.
Fu Yi: "Let's go."
Cheng Nianying held him tightly and never let go.
After the people left, the imperial guards asked, "Commander, are we still digging?"
Commander Jiang pondered for a moment and said, "Lock him up for now."
After taking a walk outside, Cheng Nianying went back, changed her clothes, and then lay down with Fu Yi.
Cheng Nianying wasn't actually very sleepy, but she had to close her eyes and pretend to be asleep.
After an unknown amount of time, I could hear a faint noise outside again.
Someone knocked on the door and said, "Master, the palace has heard about the assassin and has sent someone."
Fu Yi sat up beside her.
Cheng Nianying felt a little tired for him.
But Fu Yi didn't get out of bed. He whispered, "Say I'm asleep."
The person outside the door responded "Yes".
She didn't even need to see the person sent by the emperor? Prince Danshuo seemed to be even more powerful than she had imagined.
At this moment, Cheng Nianying felt something gently brushing across her face.
Then she realized that Fu Yi was playing with her hair.
"Are you still drunk?" Fu Yi asked.
“…” Cheng Nianying pretended to be asleep.
Fu Yi's hand stopped at her chin, holding her entire face: "Madam, do you think there are two people in this world who look exactly the same?"
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