088 Imperial Uncle
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Princess Anping was not in a hurry to torture Feng Qing. Instead, she stood up and admired the torture instruments in the torture room.
He asked people around him what these torture instruments were used for, without being bothered by the dirt or the hassle.
"Princess, this is called combing. It's full of iron nails. Just a light scrape on the back will make the flesh fall off like vermicelli."
"Princess, this is a small heavy yoke. Put it on your fingers and arms and slowly increase the pressure until your fingers or arms are bent. This way, no blood will be drawn, but your fingers and arms will be completely disabled, and no matter how skilled the doctor is, he will not be able to heal them."
"Princess, this is called claustrophobia. It is full of thorns. If you put it on your lower body, it will make you feel uneasy. The thorns inside will pierce your lower body and abdomen."
"Princess……"
The people behind her introduced themselves one by one. Princess Anping listened with great interest, but her eyes fell on Feng Qingchen.
Unfortunately, to Princess Anping's disappointment, Feng Qingchen did not show any fear or terror.
Feng Qingchen closed his eyes and lowered his head, looking lifeless.
Princess Anping was not annoyed. She smiled and said, "Feng Qingchen, don't worry. I have plenty of time today. In case you can't hold on, I have not only prepared a hundred-year-old ginseng, but also brought the imperial physician. No matter what, I will keep you alive and let you enjoy it."
Princess Anping asked questions and scared Feng Qingchen, but Feng Qingchen didn't react at all. It didn't have any threatening or intimidating effect at all. She was a little bored and sat back in the main seat. She raised her hand to signal the guards to come forward and start the torture.
"Princess, which set of torture instruments should be used first?"
"Does Lord Lu have any good suggestions?" Lu Shaolin's support for Feng Qingchen was so obvious, how could Princess Anping not know that she was doing it on purpose.
"As long as the princess likes it." Lu Shaolin said rather coldly.
"In that case, let's start with the combing punishment. I remember Miss Feng's back was injured in the royal villa. I wonder if we can see bones when we comb her back." Princess Anping's tone was as if she was talking about how nice the weather was today.
Feng Qingchen opened his eyes slowly, then lowered them, like a dry well.
Facing Lu Shaolin, she can still find a way to break through, but can Princess Anping?
There is no need to think about it. Even if she is eloquent, it will be useless. Her tongue might be pulled out because she talks too much.
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and do something. If I don't see the bones, I will hold you accountable." Princess Anping slammed the table.
"Feng Qingchen, I just don't believe that I can't break your pride. Lord Lu will be gentle and sympathetic to women, but I won't."
Feng Qingchen's calmness made Princess Anping feel no sense of accomplishment.
In the imperial palace, just a beating could make the palace maids tremble with fear. Feng Qingchen is really courageous.
"I'm afraid the princess will be disappointed. Feng Qingchen will never do as the princess wishes."
Feng Qingchen closed her eyes and let the guard turn the posture around so that her back was facing Princess Anping.
Her instructor said that if she encountered such perverted torture methods, she could choose to commit suicide.
But……
People who have died once are truly afraid of death.
Since she has the courage to commit suicide, how could she not have the courage to face it?
call……
Facing the wall, Feng Qingchen took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
No matter what punishment Princess Anping used, she would never say a word.
Her mother was in the Blood-Cloaked Guard prison and endured four kinds of torture without saying a word, so she could do it too.
Feng Qingchen's whole body was tense, waiting for the pain to come.
"Princess." The guard handed over the iron comb with both hands.
"Wait a moment, turn Feng Qingchen over." Princess Anping raised her eyelids and ordered.
She was not interested in looking at Feng Qingchen's back, she wanted to see Feng Qingchen's face which was distorted by pain.
"Yes." The guard did as he was told and turned the rack back and moved it forward to facilitate the execution.
Feng Qingchen still closed her eyes and said nothing, as if everything had nothing to do with her.
Things have come to this point, and even if she has the strength, she has nowhere to use it. Instead of wasting her energy on meaningless efforts, she might as well think about whether she can hold on until Princess Anping satisfies her perverted heart.
"Let's do it." A fierce look flashed in Princess Anping's eyes.
Feng Qingchen felt a chill on her back and her fingers curled unconsciously. If her limbs had not been tied up, her whole body would have been shaking.
She thought she was not afraid, but now she realized that the so-called fearlessness was actually self-deception.
No matter how much she prepared herself mentally, when she really faced it, she still couldn't control the fear in her heart.
What should I do? What should I do?
Help!
Is there anyone who can save her?
Feng Qingchen bit her lip and cried out silently. The distortion on her face made Princess Anping in a good mood. "Hahaha, Feng Qingchen, I thought you were used to being tortured in the Blood Robe Guards' prison and wouldn't be afraid. It turns out you are afraid too. This will be even more fun."
"Do it."
The cold iron spike pierced into Feng Qingchen's skin, and blood beads appeared.
"Ugh..." Feng Qingchen couldn't help but scream in pain, and his back stiffened.
Just when she thought the iron spike would slide down, the voice in her dream appeared.
"stop!"
"Bang..."
The door of the punishment room was kicked open. At the same moment, Feng Qingchen only felt a gust of wind blowing behind her. The guard who tortured her crashed into the stone wall with a thud.
It happened so fast, in the blink of an eye, the situation was completely different.
By the time Feng Qingchen and Princess Anping reacted, they saw the Ninth Prince, who looked like a god, standing at the door of the punishment room with a frosty face.
"Nine, Ninth Uncle." Princess Anping jumped up from her chair, looking panic-stricken.
What's going on? Why is the Ninth Prince here?
Lu Shaolin stood up with a look of death, and with a thud, he knelt on both knees: "Your humble servant pays respects to Uncle Ninth Emperor. May your majesty live a thousand years, and may your majesty live a thousand years. Your humble servant did not know that Uncle Ninth Emperor was here in person, and I am sorry for not welcoming you in person. I hope Uncle Ninth Emperor will forgive me."
What day is today? Are all these sons of dragons and phoenixes free? Why are they all running to the Blood Robe Guard Prison?
"Ninth Uncle." A hint of ecstasy flashed across Feng Qingchen's eyes.
Although she had only met the Ninth Uncle a few times, for some reason, Feng Qingchen believed in him.
With the Ninth Prince here, she will be fine today.
Feng Qingchen's frightened heart was calmed with the arrival of Dong Lingjiu.
snort……
Dong Lingjiu walked straight into the punishment room. With his arrival, the entire punishment room was in a state of low pressure.
Princess Anping quickly made way, and Dong Lingjiu sat in the seat where Princess Anping had originally sat without any hesitation.
As soon as Dong Lingjiu sat down, the eunuch following him produced a teapot and a teacup from somewhere and poured tea for Dong Lingjiu.
Come to the Bloody Guard for tea!
A smile flashed in Feng Qingchen's eyes.
This Ninth Prince is truly a wonderful person.
Coming to the Blood-Clothed Guards for tea in Dongling is like modern officials going to the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection for tea, they all go but never come back.
The Ninth Prince just sat there without saying anything. Princess Anping felt uneasy. She was not afraid of anyone except this cold-faced uncle who was only a few years older than her.
Today's events actually alarmed the indifferent Ninth Uncle. Princess Anping knew that this matter could not be resolved peacefully, and Feng Qingchen's life and death were no longer in her control!
Because the Ninth Prince intervened!
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