087 Case Review

She killed someone!

This was not her first time killing someone, nor would it be the last, but Feng Qingchen knew that this was definitely the most painful one for her.

With these hands, she took away the life of that innocent boy. With these hands, she took away the boy's beautiful eyes.

Feng Qingchen didn’t know how she got back to cell number nine. She only knew that she wanted to cry, really wanted to cry, to cry for herself and for that young man.

The powerful are like tigers. She and the young man are both victims of the powerful, but she is luckier than the young man.

Feng Qingchen squatted in the corner, hugged her legs with her hands, and shed tears silently.

"Xiaozhi, go with peace of mind. I will definitely avenge you, kill the Duke of Anguo for you, and destroy the Duke of Anguo's mansion for you."

"Xiaozhi, go with peace of mind. I will definitely take you out, reunite your family, and allow you to continue to see the outside world."

Feng Qingchen was completely immersed in sorrow, and at this moment, the person who was going to end Feng Qingchen's leisurely life in the Blood-Clothed Guard Prison appeared.

On the fifth day of Feng Qingchen's imprisonment, Princess Anping went to the Blood-Clothed Guard prison without any warning to interrogate Feng Qingchen.

Lu Shaolin was stunned, and without thinking, he found an excuse to push the invitation away, and even refused to let Princess Anping enter the cell. But Princess Anping was not someone who could be easily dismissed.

She waited for five days just to see Feng Qingchen's tragic end.

She wanted Feng Qingchen to understand that anyone who dared to threaten her would not have a good ending.

Under Princess Anping's insistence, Lu Shaolin had no choice. After all, Princess Anping was not an unpopular princess, she was the daughter of the Queen Mother.

However, Lu Shaolin is such a person, how could he allow himself to fail in such a matter?

While agreeing to Princess Anping's request, Lu Shaolin winked at his confidant, asking him to arrange things properly and not let Princess Anping find any mistakes.

The confidant left quietly and immediately arranged for someone to dress Feng Qingchen up.

After hearing the news, Feng Qingchen wiped away her tears, and nodded with a solemn and determined look. At the same time, she handed the box containing five small blue pills to the confidant and asked him to pass it to Lu Shaolin.

She knew that Lu Shaolin would try his best to help her for the sake of the pills. After all, the person who came today was only a princess, not the queen.

For the fox Lu Shaolin, dealing with an innocent girl like Princess Anping is a piece of cake.

Feng Qingchen was wearing clothes that had been worn by some prisoner during torture. The clothes were stained black with blood and emitted a strong bloody and foul smell.

In order to make it more realistic, Feng Qingchen's hair was messed up, his face was painted with blue and purple spots, and some fresh human blood was smeared on his clothes.

"This is a really great trick. I even thought I was a prisoner who had been severely punished." Feng Qingchen looked at his own outfit. If he didn't lift up his clothes, he would never be able to tell the truth.

Lu Shaolin's confidant knew that Lu Shaolin valued Feng Qingchen. After hearing what Feng Qingchen said, he smiled and said, "Miss Feng, outsiders all say that the people of our Blood Robe Guard are tigers and wolves who eat people without leaving any bones, but they don't know that we also have consciences. We rarely torture those virtuous and good officials who were imprisoned in the prison. Most of the time, we use this kind of sleight of hand to deceive them. After all, those nobles will not look carefully when they come here. They will be scared after just a quick look."

Feng Qingchen chuckled. She didn't believe it in her heart, but she said, "I believe in Uncle Lu. He is indeed a good person."

Lu Shaolin's confidant was a shrewd man. He understood immediately after hearing what Feng Qingchen said, and said, "Miss Feng, don't worry. In order to please Princess Anping, we will definitely punish Miss Feng in the execution ground. Lord Lu has already told us to use only the lightest whipping on Miss Feng. There are some tricks to whipping. We can make her skin burst without hurting her bones. Miss Feng may suffer a little, but I promise that she will not suffer any root cause of illness."

"Thank you very much. I will give the things in the box to Lord Lu. You will definitely benefit from it, big brother." It's a give and take, that's how it goes.

Everyone knows this, but this reminder makes them seem closer to each other.

…

Princess Anping was coaxed by Lu Shaolin for a long time. When Princess Anping waited patiently for Lu Shaolin to take her to the punishment room, she saw Feng Qingchen hanging on the torture instrument.

Seeing Feng Qingchen's miserable appearance, Princess Anping's eyes lit up, and her previous depression was swept away. However, due to the royal majesty, she did not dare to exaggerate.

"Ahem, Lord Lu, let your people withdraw." Princess Anping is not all big-headed and brainless. She grew up in the imperial palace, a place where people are eaten without leaving any bones. She knows very well the tricks of torture, so she will never use Lu Shaolin's people.

"Your Highness, this is not a good idea. These are the Blood-Clothed Guards." Lu Shaolin was no pushover.

He is the emperor's confidant. Although he works for the queen, he is not Princess Anping's dog. When beating a dog, you have to look at its owner first.

"What? Can I dismantle your Blood Robe Guards? No wonder father said that Lord Lu is becoming more and more timid. It's true."

This is the advantage of being a prince or grandson of an emperor. No one dares to doubt whether a random remark they make is true or false. After all, no one has the courage to ask the emperor whether he has said such a thing.

Sweat instantly broke out on Lu Shaolin's forehead. He glanced at Feng Qingchen and shook his head helplessly.

Feng Qingchen understood very well that this meant that he was going to abandon himself in order to keep his official position.

Compared with Princess Anping, Feng Qingchen was nothing. With a light cough, Feng Qingchen said weakly, "Princess, you are in a really good mood."

Feng Qingchen's feet and hands were tied to the rack. Even without torture, this posture was painful enough. In addition, Feng Qingchen had just cried loudly, and her voice was full of sadness and powerlessness. In addition, she did it on purpose, so she looked like she was dying.

"Feng Qingchen, you should feel honored. This is the first time that I have spent so much time and effort on a lowly person." Princess Anping raised her blood-red fingers and flicked at the guards behind her.

The guards took orders and "politely" asked everyone to leave, including Lu Shaolin.

"Your Highness, these are the Blood-Clothed Guards. I am their commander, and it is my duty to do so." Lu Shaolin bowed to Princess Anping and refused to leave.

Feng Qingchen knew that Lu Shaolin didn't want to stay here to help her, but was just putting on such an attitude.

hehe……

Feng Qingchen smiled bitterly, closed his eyes and said nothing more.

Strictly speaking, there was no hatred between her and Princess Anping, it was just that she had humiliated Princess Anping.

Seeing that Lu Shaolin was determined, Princess Anping did not continue to pester him and waved to the guards behind her: "Please give Lord Lu a seat."

Lu Shaolin was left far away, and he had no choice but to obey orders. The control of the punishment room naturally fell into the hands of Princess Anping, and Feng Qingchen's life and death also fell into the hands of Princess Anping...