It was absolutely terrifying. He wasn't afraid of forced confessions or torture, but he was truly afraid that this would go on forever, with no end in sight.
“Because this makes me happy.” After saying that, Zhao Shu turned to Xiao Guozi and said, “Take him back.”
"You wicked devil!" In his desperation, Yang Quan could only find the word "wicked devil" to describe Zhao Shu's madness.
Upon receiving the order, Xiao Guozi knocked Yang Quan unconscious with a single blow, put him back down, straightened the wooden tub, moved the discarded weapon back, and covered it with a cloth.
After leaving the armory, Zhao Shu said, "Keep a close eye on him. Torture him mentally, don't let him die. This man will be of great use in the future."
Xiao Guozi didn't understand, but he listened to the princess, and the royal family benefited greatly from her planning.
In recent days, he could sense that families in the capital were showing more respect for the Prince's Mansion, a change from the past when it was universally disliked.
It was already past 7 PM when they came out of the training ground. Xiao Guozi told Tang Gang and Wu Feng to go downstairs, while he protected Zhao Shu and carried a lantern towards Qionghua Courtyard.
"Has Yang Quan said anything these days?" Zhao Shu asked.
"No, Yang Quan is very tight-lipped and never says much."
The two spoke in hushed tones, so low that they could not be heard from a distance. Just then, someone called out from ahead.
"Little Fatty, Little Fatty, Little Fatty..." The last syllable of the call was drawn out, as if it had been called for a long time.
“It’s Mr. Huo,” Xiao Guozi said, looking at Zhao Shu.
Zhao Shu also recognized that it was Huo Baichuan calling his servant, "Go and see if Mr. Huo has encountered any trouble."
Xiao Guozi only carried one lamp. If he went, Zhao Shu would have no light to illuminate the room. Moreover, there was a strict separation between men and women, and since Miss Huo was not present, it was inappropriate for the princess to go. After thinking for a moment, he handed the lamp to Zhao Shu and said, "Princess, I will be right back."
Zhao Shu took the lamp and nodded. "Go quickly."
Xiao Guozi nodded, picked up his whisk, and walked towards the direction from which the sound came. Before long, his figure disappeared into the night.
This is Sendai-in Temple. Willow branches sway in the wind, and the shadowy figures make people feel inexplicably uneasy.
Zhao Shu was not afraid at all; she had died before, so she naturally had no fear of ghosts or gods.
However, after Xiao Guozi left, Huo Baichuan's voice also stopped. A cool breeze blew by, and Zhao Shu felt a chill on her back, and her palms broke out in a cold sweat.
Just then, a pebble came from nowhere, and the wick in the lantern flickered twice, extinguishing the flame.
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