Prince Hui stopped Jiu Ye's guards and knelt down: "Uncle Jiu! Her body can't bear it, and someone will die! What is the reason for taking her to be burned at the stake..."
"Take Miss Fu to the Fiery Prison for punishment."
A man's words are his deeds.
He lifted Fu Tong'er up from his arms.
As soon as Fu Tong'er stood up, the wound on her lower abdomen made her feel excruciating pain.
At this time, two guards had already gone over and took Fu Tong'er away in a hurry.
Fu Tong'er bent over in pain. Her abdomen was bleeding and blood had seeped through her clothes. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
King Hui scolded: "You two, be gentle! She has knife wounds!"
The two guards looked at each other, slowed down their pace, and took Fu Tong'er away.
Prince Hui looked at Fu Tong'er, who was emaciated by the pain, and said to Master Jiu, "I thought you loved her so much! She has a knife wound, and you still treat her like this. Don't blame me for taking her back."
After saying this, he clasped his fists and left.
He quickly caught up with the two guards who were escorting Fu Tong'er.
"Tong'er, are you okay? Sit down for a while. Your wound is bleeding again. You need a new one."
"I'm fine... You don't have to worry about me..." Fu Tong'er bent over, enduring the pain from the knife wound in her abdomen and walked forward, "Strange, why does it hurt so much..."
He couldn't help but murmur, forgetting that King Hui Lu Qixuan was beside him.
"Does it hurt?" King Hui quickly asked the two guards to move aside and supported Fu Tong'er. "Does the wound hurt? Could it be split open..."
"No, it won't." The wound was sewn by Yi himself, so how could it split open at will?
"We will not go to the Fiery Prison." King Hui said.
Fu Tong'er broke free from King Hui's hand and said, "No, go! I want him to see what it means to abuse your wife for a while and then end up in the crematorium. Go! Go to the Fiery Prison. Aren't they going to torture me? Let me see what kind of torture he's going to use on me!"
Under the blood moon, the cold wind blew the snow silk covering Fu Tong'er's eyes and lifted the soft hair hanging down on her forehead.
Lu Zhenzhi has ordered people to go to the side hall of Blood Moon and search for General You one by one.
It is watching here from a distance.
King Hui tried to help Fu Tong'er again, but she refused: "Don't touch me, or your Ninth Prince will dislike me again and get jealous every day at his age."
King Hui said, "You can't see, how can you walk without my help? Those two guards won't treat you with care. If you bump into something, or fall, the knife will break open. That would be very painful. Please don't be so stubborn with me, okay?"
His tone was no longer as fierce as before, but gentle now.
Two guards followed behind him.
On the side, red lanterns made of corpse oil were hung on the temple of the underworld, preventing the miasma from gathering in this area.
The further they walked, the hotter Fu Tong'er felt.
The terrain is also lower.
She raised her hand to touch...
King Hui quickly held down the arm and said, "Tong'er, don't touch around. Just follow me. There are raging fires everywhere. The Ninth Prince is truly cruel. He actually wants you to be burned in the Fiery Prison. Tong'er, I've already told you that you can't mess with the Ninth Prince."
Fu Tong'er didn't say anything else, but just let King Hui support her and slowly groped forward.
Little did they know that a nine-foot-three-inch tall man was following behind them.
When we arrived at the Fiery Prison, there were two mummies at the door.
In front is an underground river with a small boat on it.
King Hui said to the guards behind him, "You two, pull the boat over to me!"
"Yes, Your Highness!"
…
After getting on the boat, King Hui helped Fu Tong'er sit down, and two guards stood at the bow.
The boat sailed past the mummies at the entrance of the flaming prison and headed for a hotter place!
King Hui rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs because of the heat.
He looked at Fu Tong'er and saw that her face was red from the heat, but she didn't say a word. He asked, "Aren't you hot? You didn't say a word. I'm not treating you like before, am I?"
"You and I can't go back to the past, Your Highness." Fu Tong'er was sweating from the heat, and the wound on her lower abdomen was painful and itchy. "Qixuan..."
"Hmm, ah?" King Hui was suddenly surprised by Fu Tong'er's call. He quickly responded, "What's wrong?"
The boat went deeper into the river where the fire of hell burned.
There were blazing flames on the cliffs on both sides of the cave entrance.
The boat glided across the silent river, making the only sound in the deadly silence of the fiery prison.
"My wound hurts."
"Ah?" King Hui suddenly stood up. "It's too hot here. Your wound must have opened a little. Let's go back and get a witch doctor."
"No," Fu Tong'er said, "If I die, I will make your Ninth Uncle regret it."
King Hui stood there and looked down at Fu Tong'er's resolute and calm little body. He saw that although she was covering her lower abdomen, she was enduring the pain.
"You're just a little girl who hasn't even celebrated your nineteenth birthday. Why are you dying?!" King Hui sat down and ordered, "Turn the boat around and go back! Today, I'll disobey the Ninth Prince's orders for you!"
"No. If you turn the boat around, I'll jump off." Fu Tong'er said, then stood up and touched the boat...
"Okay!" King Hui hurriedly grabbed Fu Tong'er and said, "Look, when we get there, I'll go get a witch doctor to check you out. Is that okay? You can't hurt yourself just because you're angry with the Ninth Prince."
Landing ahead.
King Hui helped Fu Tong'er get off the boat, and two guards also got off the boat.
A "Red Scorpion" from the Fiery Prison came over and tied up Fu Tong'er with a big iron chain.
“What are you doing!!”
The Red Scorpion said, "Your Highness, anyone who enters our Underworld's Fiery Prison to be punished must follow our Underworld's rules."
"What a bullshit rule! Be gentle!" King Hui wanted to follow, but a hand held down his shoulder.
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