He glanced at the guard next to him and said, "Tie him up and take him to the torture chamber."

After hearing the last few words, Ouyang Yu was so frightened that his courage almost broke, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously.

"My Lord, please don't, please let me go. It was Chu Weiyue who seduced me. I absolutely did not lie. I can swear to heaven that if I tell a lie, I will die a miserable death."

"Based on the crimes you have committed, do you think you can have a good death? I am giving you a chance. Bring him to me."

Ouyang Yu was so frightened that he burst into tears, but even so, he knew that if he admitted it he would be sentenced to death, while if he denied it he would still have a chance to survive.

He wailed and begged for mercy, but Wen Jingchi still sent people to release him to **.

Then the first set of torture instruments began, which was a black spider.

Ouyang Yu fainted after just one look.

His men brought a bucket of water and poured it over him to wake him up, then poured the bucket of black spiders all over him.

Spiders are not poisonous, but their bites are extremely painful.

Ouyang Yu let out a series of miserable screams, but still refused to admit it.

After using the first set of torture instruments, Ouyang Yu was dying and fainted.

"Your Highness, he has fainted. Do you want to wake him up and continue?"

After glaring at him fiercely, the subordinate realized that he had spoken too much.

He immediately took the whip and hit him hard on the head.

They were veterans in interrogating prisoners, and this made Ouyang Yu convulse again.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw the second set of torture instruments being brought up.

This time he heard the sound of running water directly, and his pants were wet.

There was no mercy in Wen Jingchi's eyes. Instead, he chuckled with disdain, and the guards beside him also laughed along.

Ouyang Yu's face was completely shattered, but now all he cared about was his life, so it didn't matter whether he was embarrassed or not.

Just when they were about to use the last few sets of torture instruments, Ouyang Feng ran in from outside.

Seeing the spiders crawling on the ground, I was so scared that I trembled all over.

His heart felt like it was crushed. His son was actually treated like this by Wen Jingchi.

A flash of hatred appeared in his eyes, but it only lasted for a short time.

His eyes turned red and he knelt on the ground.

"Please show mercy, Your Majesty, and let my son go. As long as Your Majesty lets him go, I will do anything you ask me to do. Your Majesty, please have mercy on me."

Ouyang Feng kowtowed to Wen Jingchi and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Wen Jingchi sneered coldly: "You actually pleaded for such a son. Even if I let him go, the law is really hard to tolerate. He killed his own brother. How do you think he should be sentenced?"

Ouyang Feng found it difficult to answer the question, and his face turned blue and black.

Wen Jingchi took in his reaction and couldn't help but sigh.

"They are both sons, why do you favor one over the other? Do you know what happened to your eldest son, or did you conspire with him to lock your eldest son in the secret room because you were afraid that he would ruin your plans?"

Ouyang Feng's tears fell down in big drops, he was even more heartbroken than the heroine in the tragedy.

"How could your Highness say such a thing? Even if I, Ouyang Feng, am no longer a human being, I would never harm my own son. I just found out that this beast dared to do such a thing. I am also very angry..."

"But he is my son after all. What else can I do? I can't kill him with my own hands. Now I only ask the prince to spare his life. As long as he can keep his life, I will let the prince decide."

While crying, Ouyang Feng rushed over and kicked Ouyang Yu a few times to express his grief.

"How could you, a beast, do such a thing to your own brother? How could I give birth to a beast like you?"

He stamped his feet in anger and beat his chest, as if he had just learned about this.

Wen Jingchi sneered coldly: "Since you want me to let him go, then I will give you a chance."

His eyebrows slightly raised, a faint smile appeared at the corners of his lips, and he gave his men a look, and they immediately placed a knife next to Ouyang Feng.

The knife is extremely sharp and is made of black iron, and can cut iron like mud.

Ouyang Feng was stunned for a moment, obviously not knowing what Wen Jingchi meant.

"Why did the prince give me a knife? Could it be..."

He couldn't help but gasp, as if he had thought of something.

"That's right. Since you want me to spare his life, then you can cut his tendons with your own hands, and I will let him go. This will be considered revenge for your eldest son and also save your youngest son. How do you think?"

The knife in Ouyang Feng's hand fell to the ground instantly, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed, crying bitterly.

Seeing that he was not cooperating, Wen Jingchi kicked him hard.

Ouyang Feng still wanted to rush over and beg for mercy, but was stopped by several guards.

He continued to sit calmly in the chair and interrogate Ouyang Yu.

The other side.

After eating and drinking his fill, Chu Weiyue regained his strength. Thinking of Ouyang Ting, he asked the servants in the mansion to take him there.

Now he has returned to his original yard, staring at a tree.

Even if Chu Weiyue appeared in front of him, he would not know.

After clearing his throat and coughing a few times, Ouyang Yu realized that someone had come in. His face became extremely ugly.

"Who let you in? You want to laugh at me? Get out, all of you..."

Without even turning his head, he yelled angrily at the person beside him.

When he saw it was Chu Weiyue, his expression improved a little.

As if he thought of something, he immediately turned his head away and asked with some dissatisfaction.

"Why are you here? You haven't recovered yet. Why don't you stay in your room? Why are you out here?"

Chu Weiyue ignored him and came to his side instead.

Looking at his dejected look, he sighed helplessly.

"I just heard from the servants at home that you didn't eat the food they brought you, and you ignored them when they talked to you. What do you want to do?"

Squatting beside Ouyang Ting, looking at him seriously.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but sneer and dropped his eyes to his legs.

"I have become a complete useless person now. It doesn't matter whether I eat or not. Even if I live, I am just suffering and enduring hardship. Don't tell me to leave quickly. Just let me fend for myself in this yard."

It can be seen that he has completely fallen at this time, and Chu Weiyue could have noticed this in the secret room.

But he didn't expect that now that he had seen the light of day, he would still be so dejected.

Patiently comforted him: "You just broke the tendons in your hands and feet. It's not irreparable. I'm asking someone to help you look up medical books. Maybe there is a chance of recovery."

He couldn't help but sneer, sighing and shaking his head.

"It's better not to waste your energy. It's impossible to get better. Just let me live like this for the rest of my life."