Si Nanyin still did not answer the judge's question.
The judge then turned to Gu Muchen beside him, somewhat embarrassed: "My lord, this..."
Gu Muchen stood up and walked towards Si Nanyin. His robes fluttered, his expression serene, just as Si Nanyin had seen him when they first met. Noble, like a god.
Gu Muchen walked up to her, half-squatting down, and met her gaze. He said gently, "Hand over the mother Gu."
Si Nanyin thought, he had never spoken to her so gently before. Not when they first met, not during their trip, not after he learned about her past…
If you show me even the slightest bit of tenderness and pity... then I might still do it!
Humans are never satisfied.
Si Nanyin fell into deep thought, lost in thought for a moment. She heard a soft chuckle from in front of her. When she came back to her senses, Gu Muchen had already walked back to where he had been sitting.
He said, "Use torture."
Her voice was as melodious as Si Nanyin remembered, but the words she spoke were terrifying.
"yes."
The Qi Kingdom has always had strict laws, including specific punishments for palace maids and common women who make mistakes.
The judge knew that Gu Muchen had led troops to attack the Southern Kingdom and was looking for an antidote for the current emperor. Moreover, rumors had long circulated among the people about the ambiguous relationship between the Regent and the Emperor, so he knew that Gu Muchen hated Si Nanyin to the core.
He immediately ordered all sorts of instruments of torture to be brought out. The already cramped and confined space became even more crowded.
The judge gave a signal, and a guard beside him, understanding immediately, tied Si Nanyin, who was kneeling on the ground, to a wooden stick. Then, he took a long, thorny whip and, in front of Si Nanyin, soaked it in salt water.
Si Nanyin's previously empty and indifferent eyes suddenly filled with terror, and she trembled on the shelf.
"Your Highness, please forgive me."
Before he finished speaking, he picked up the whip and lashed it at Si Nanyin. With the tearing of her clothes and Si Nanyin's screams, the whip rang out with sharp sounds.
Her skin and flesh were torn open, bleeding profusely. Salt water was poured into the wound, biting and stinging it, causing excruciating pain. Si Nanyin gradually lost consciousness.
Gradually, a faint smell of blood filled the interrogation room.
Gu Muchen watched all this in silence, even drinking half a cup of tea under the judge's flattery. He showed absolutely no concern for the life or death of the woman before him.
"Wake her up with the splash, and continue." The voice remained as cold as ever.
Not long after Si Nanyin lost consciousness, she was once again awakened by being splashed with icy water. She stared blankly at everything before her. Once she came to her senses, she closed her eyes and remained silent.
Seeing that the woman before him was still a tough nut to crack, the judge walked to a nearby, blazing stove, picked up a branding iron, and approached Si Nanyin, saying:
"Your Highness, just give our Regent whatever he desires. Why subject him to such physical suffering?"
Seeing that Si Nanyin remained unmoved, the judge continued, "Look at this red-hot branding iron, it's so hot. What a waste it would be to burn your fair skin like that."
Tsk tsk tsk... Where do you think it would be best to brand it?
Chest? No, I can't see that. It needs to be shown.
"Or, let's brand it on your face. It'll enhance your already beautiful appearance, making you absolutely stunning and outshining everyone else when you go out. Your Regent, what do you say?"
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