Chu Yan's eyes were filled with murderous intent and turned ice-cold, making people extremely frightened.
"explain!"
With a loud shout, he thrust his sword forward, piercing the little beggar's neck directly, and blood instantly appeared.
“Help, help…”
The little beggar was so frightened by the cold murderous intent that erupted from Chu Yan that he couldn't even utter a word. Feeling a sharp pain in his neck, he cried out in fear, but found that when a person was extremely scared, he couldn't even speak!
"Sir, it's a woman... I don't know anything. I'm just a messenger!"
The desire to survive came to the little beggar, who finally came to his senses and cried out immediately.
"Where are the people?"
Chu Yan asked sternly.
Han Bing's indifferent face completely lost its composure at this moment, and his pupils were filled with terrifying murderous intent!
Qin Ningyue, who was hiding far away in the dark, witnessed Chu Yan's rage with her own eyes. Under her felt hat, she smiled, a creepy smile that did not reach her eyes!
She turned around and left her hiding place quietly.
As for that little beggar, what did his life or death have to do with her? Wasn't he after the silver?
"She said, 'After delivering the letter, go find her in the alley over there. She'll be waiting there.' Then she'll give me some silver. 'Sir, please spare my life. I really don't know anything...'"
The moment the little beggar finished speaking, Mo Feng took off from the ground and flew rapidly towards the alley in the distance. He didn't know what was written in the letter, but it must be a big deal that could make his master so angry.
However, the alley was empty.
"Master, the person has escaped."
Mo Feng knelt down and reported.
Chu Yan's black hair fluttered in an instant, that was the flow of breath driven by the suppressed anger and the release of energy.
"Lock him up! Torture him!"
A cold and emotionless voice sounded, and he clenched his fists suddenly, and the letter was tightly crumpled in his hands.
When the little beggar heard Chu Yan's words, he was so frightened that he almost fainted. Just as he was about to cry and beg for mercy, Mo Feng came forward and cut off his jaw, then dragged him away.
The next moment, Chu Yan jumped on his horse and headed quickly towards the Imperial Prison.
He pursed his thin lips tightly, and his eyes were filled with suppressed anger, which would explode if touched.
The handwriting on the letter was distorted and there was only one sentence written!
Two years ago, at Xinyue Teahouse in the southern district of Kyoto, the one who defiled Qingyue was not a beggar, but Feng Ling!
…
A letter tore open the pain buried deep in his soul!
But one letter was not enough to make him believe what was said.
The person behind the scenes is treacherous and has bad intentions. How could he be led by the nose?
But what happened in the South District Teahouse four years ago was a pain that he and Yue'er would never be able to overcome in their lifetime!
Someone is hiding in the dark, quietly coveting them, like a dark ghost, trying to drag him and Yue'er into the endless hell again. How could he allow it?
But he wants to find out!
Dust was flying as the fierce horse galloped to its limit and stopped at the door of the Imperial Prison.
Chu Yan jumped off his horse and strode towards the imperial prison.
He has never set foot in here again in the past ten days!
But she was just a bug whose life was worse than death, and he spared her life only as a punishment.
"Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty!"
The subordinates saluted one after another. Chu Yan said sternly, "Go and bring Qing Yunyao over!"
"yes!"
The dark prison was cold and gloomy, enveloping Chu Yan, and he seemed to blend into the night.
The sound of dragging chains was heard, and Qing Yunyao was dragged over by his men and thrown directly to the ground. Even so, she was drowsy and did not wake up. She had become extremely thin, with bloodstains and scabs on her body, and she exuded a foul odor. Her face no longer looked like its original appearance. The face that he had cut with a dagger ten days ago was sutured with a long scar, lying there like a centipede.
But she was not dead, her chest was still rising and falling.
"Splash it to wake him up!"
Chu Yan gave the order expressionlessly.
With a splash, a basin of cold water was poured over my head.
In a daze, Qing Yunyao opened her eyes. Is she going to die?
She was locked up here, in total darkness, unable to distinguish day from night. She was pulled out and whipped every day, and there was not a single piece of good flesh on her body from head to toe. Just a few days ago, she lay there, her hands and feet so painful that she couldn't lift them up, and she watched helplessly as a rat crawled all over her body. She screamed in fear, but her voice was hoarse and her mouth was torn. She was in so much pain that she couldn't utter a word, and could only watch the rat gnaw on her flesh.
But she just couldn't die, so the prison guards gave her a bowl of top-quality ginseng soup every day to keep her alive.
Yes, Chu Yan was reluctant to let her die and wanted her to live and become a human pig.
After the cold water was poured on her, Qing Yunyao regained some consciousness. She opened her cloudy eyes and saw Chu Yan standing in front of her.
She didn't know where she got the strength from, and she opened her eyes wide. Was it an illusion?
How could Brother Ayan appear here? He hasn't appeared in a long, long time...
brush.
The next moment, a soft sword was pointed at her throat.
"Everyone, step back."
At Chu Yan's command, the prison guards retreated one after another, leaving only Chu Yan and Qing Yunyao in the dim room.
"It's not a dream..."
Qing Yunyao murmured. She wanted to move, but her whole body was in pain and her bones were broken.
"Qing Yunyao, four years ago, in the southern district of Beijing, the person who ruined Yue'er's innocence at Xinyue Teahouse was really that beggar?"
Chu Yan's low and cold voice exploded in Qing Yunyao's ears.
Her brain was a little slow to react, and she subconsciously asked, "What?"
Chu Yan's pupils shrank, and the ice in his eyes almost solidified into substance. He moved his wrist, and the sword moved down an inch, aiming at her shoulder blade and stabbing it. Blood splattered, and severe pain came again, finally making Qing Yunyao completely awake, and she screamed in pain.
"Qing Yunyao, I will give you one last chance. Who was the person who defiled Yue'er four years ago?"
He asked solemnly, every word he uttered felt like a sharp blade cutting into his heart.
Qing Yunyao finally woke up from the pain and understood what Chu Yan said.
She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, and even her sunken eyes, like those of dead fish, brightened strangely. "Brother Ayan, why do you ask this? What happened? Did you find anything?"
She asked several questions in succession, and even wanted to sit up due to her excitement, but was pressed down by Chu Yan's sword. "Answer my questions."
"Hehehe...Brother Ayan, are you begging me?"
Qing Yunyao suddenly laughed crazily.
Brother Ayan would never come to her for no reason, unless something big happened, something related to Qingyue.
Chu Yan's pupils shrank, and the soft sword in his hand immediately changed direction, stabbing directly into Qing Yunyao's shoulder blade again, "Speak."
Qing Yunyao was twitching in pain, sweat dripping from her body. "You're pushing me like this, something must have happened, right? Brother Ayan, tell me what happened, and I'll answer your question!"
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