Chapter 1272: Rely on this to gain the emperor’s favor
Gao Yurong, standing beside her, also sneered, "If she wasn't so loyal and righteous, how could Your Majesty have such an opportunity?"
After saying that, she turned around and looked at Feng Qianyan, who was standing on the other side, silent and with a cold gaze.
"Kangpin, what are you thinking about?"
Feng Qianyan didn't look back at them, her eyes still fixed on the figure in front of her that was about to disappear in the dazzling sunlight. She said solemnly, "Loyalty and righteousness..."
“…”
"Is this how she gained the emperor's favor?"
Wu Wan and Gao Yurong looked at each other.
There was a hint of a sinister smile on Feng Qianyan's face, which was still as cold as ice even under such scorching sunlight.
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The sky was originally clear, but after the afternoon, it gradually became cloudy.
Large dark clouds floated in from somewhere and covered the sky. Although they blocked the dazzling sunlight, there was still a suffocating feeling.
However, in the dungeon, one cannot even feel the passage of time.
All that is here is dead silence.
But there was a sound coming from the dark and damp corridor, which was the sound of a drop of water falling to the ground.
The second drop, the third drop.
As it got closer, I could hear a person breathing laboredly. Every breath seemed so labored, as if accompanied by endless pain.
It’s Jian Ruocheng.
He was tied to the rack, and from his neck to the back of his arms and then to his entire back, there were hideous and shocking wounds all over his body.
That day at the foot of Chong'en Tower, when the fire demon was raging and almost swallowed Nan Yan, he didn't think twice and hugged Nan Yan in his arms to resist that wave of attack for her. But because of that, his entire back was burned.
But Nan Yan didn’t know.
At that moment, her whole heart and eyes were filled with only the people in Chong'enta.
but--
That's fine.
Thinking of this, Jian Ruocheng, who had been suffering from pain and torture for too long and was almost about to faint, but was always pulled back by the severe pain, showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
That's fine.
As long as she is safe, happy, and can still love who she loves, that's enough.
Just as he was thinking this, a cold voice came to his ears——
"You can actually still laugh."
“…”
Jian Ruocheng frowned slightly, and he slowly raised his head to look at the swaying figures in front of him. Because of the backlight, he couldn't see clearly the people who were torturing him. Even after being thrown into this cold, bloody dungeon, he had completely lost the ability to perceive.
Each instrument of torture left invisible wounds on his body.
But it was a piercing pain.
His hands were completely numb and were tied to the rack with iron chains, preventing him from falling down.
Blood dripped drop by drop along his weak fingertips and the scattered hair on his forehead.
He spoke, his voice so hoarse that it no longer sounded like his own.
"Why can't I laugh?"
The person opposite snorted coldly, raised his hand, and lashed him with a wet whip like a poisonous snake.
“Ugh—!”
Although his skin was already torn apart, the burning pain still reached his heart again.
Jian Ruocheng couldn't scream, only suppressed growls and groans rolled in his throat.
The other party showed no mercy at all. He swung the whip back and hit him again, breaking the already tattered prison uniform into pieces and causing blood to gush out again.
"explain!"
"Is it you who plotted to murder the emperor?"
"Who else do you have?"
"Give out all your accomplices!"
…
After a round of flogging, the air was filled with the smell of blood.
There was no intact place on Jian Ruocheng's body. Even the tip of the whip was completely stained red and dripping with blood.
However, he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I have already said it, it is not me."
“…”
"The assassination of the emperor has nothing to do with us."
"You still dare to say no?!"
Several jailers approached him with ferocious faces and said viciously, "It's obviously you who took advantage of the emperor entering Chong'en Pagoda to offer sacrifices and set fire to the pagoda with rockets, intending to kill the emperor!"
"People like you deserve to die!"
"As long as you plead guilty and sign the contract now, we can give you a quick death."
“…”
Hearing this, Jian Ruocheng slowly raised his head.
His face was pale, his cheeks were covered with his own blood, and his eyes were bloodshot and red, but those eyes had a penetrating power that could see through people's hearts.
The jailer's heart trembled slightly when he saw his look, and he subconsciously took a step back.
Jian Ruocheng said, "You want me to plead guilty."
“…”
"After I confess my guilt, you can put all the blame on me?"
Several people looked at each other.
There was a hint of danger in his eyes, and he said coldly: "We are not putting the blame on you, but you were the one who did these things in the first place!"
“…”
"As long as you admit it, I can give you a quick death."
"The dignified Second Master Jian, the former Right Prime Minister of the Secretariat, shouldn't have to suffer like this, right?"
Jian Ruocheng fell silent.
He looked at the blurry figures in front of him, especially after the execution just now, his face was covered with blood, making his vision red.
Looking at these people, he smiled coldly.
"I have acted honestly throughout my life. I admit what I have done."
“…”
"I didn't do it, and no one can force me to admit it!"
When those people heard what he said, they all frowned.
One of them gritted his teeth and said in a fierce voice: "How dare you be so stubborn?!"
After saying that, he raised his hand and was about to whip him again, but at this moment, someone behind him stopped him.
That was the chief of the jailers.
He looked at Jian Ruocheng, sneered, and said, "As expected of Jian Tongguang's son, he really has character."
When Jian Ruocheng heard the three words "Jian Tongguang", his heart trembled.
The other party sneered and said, "I heard that before Master Jian's family was wiped out, the thing he cared about most in his life was his students. I wonder if his son has such a heart."
Jian Ruocheng's breath hitched.
"What do you mean?!"
The other party didn't speak.
But at this moment, in the originally silent dungeon, he suddenly heard a shrill cry coming from afar.
"ah--!"
When he heard that voice, Jian Ruocheng's whole body froze.
He suddenly raised his head. He could not see anything in the cell, but more and more young and familiar voices came from all directions.
They were crying out in pain, groaning, and shouting miserably.
Yes, students from Zhujian Academy!
Suddenly, Jian Ruocheng's heart became flustered, and he said, "You, what are you going to do?!"
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