"Ouyang Feng, I'm asking you one last time, are you going to tell me or not?"

"Your Majesty, I really don't know what to say."

Hearing this, Wen Jingchi gave his men a look, and they threw Ouyang Yu directly onto the nail board.

Ouyang Feng was so frightened that he trembled all over and fainted.

Wen Jingchi sneered contemptuously. It turned out that he had such little courage that he actually wanted to compete with him.

"That's enough for today. Take him away first and we'll continue the trial tomorrow."

The men bowed respectfully and led Ouyang Feng and the blood-covered Ouyang Yu away.

At this time, a subordinate brought a letter, which was sent from the capital at full speed.

He glanced at the corner of Wen Jingchi's lips, his eyes slightly raised and flashing with a bit of planning.

The emperor is already furious, and everything related to this matter must be investigated thoroughly. Now the situation in Kyoto is also precarious.

He wanted to see how those people could get through the crisis safely this time.

At night, Wen Jingchi interrogated Ouyang Feng until very late before returning, but Ouyang Feng remained stubborn.

When I returned to the room, I found a little man lying on his bed, yawning.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Chu Weiyue.

She was holding a jar in her hand, which seemed to be a midnight snack prepared for him.

Such a heartwarming scene made Wen Jingchi's lips curl up involuntarily, and he moved closer to Chu Weiyue and covered her with a blanket.

He took the can from her hand and found that the midnight snack was still hot. After eating, he left the room quietly.

He went back to his bed and lay down, his mind full of the scene of Chu Weiyue covering the jar for him.

Suddenly he realized that it was so happy to have someone waiting for him to come back late at night.

In the past, he was used to being alone, so now that there was suddenly someone caring for him, it wasn't that hard to accept...

The next morning, Wen Jingchi continued to interrogate Ouyang Feng.

This time, he took Ouyang Feng to a very small room where there were only the two of them.

Ouyang Feng knelt on the ground, trembling with fear.

Especially when she thought of Ouyang Yu being thrown to the floor, she clenched her teeth and tears of pain flowed down her face.

"My Lord, I wonder how my son is doing. Is he okay now?"

Wen Jingchi sneered contemptuously: "Ouyang Feng, you are still thinking about your son now. It seems that the two sons have very different weights in your heart..."

Ouyang Feng sighed deeply, said nothing, and continued to question.

"If the prince doesn't tell me, I won't say anything about whether Ouyang Yu is dead or alive."

He turned his head away stubbornly, as if he was determined to fight to the end.

"Don't worry, your youngest son is not dead yet, but if you don't tell him, he will definitely die without a burial place. Don't think you can be safe if you don't say a word. Have you ever thought about what those people will do to you if they are afraid that you will leak the secret since I have important evidence in your hands and you are caught by the king now?"

He didn't say the rest, but he knew Ouyang Feng was not an idiot and could figure this out with his toes.

Frightened by him like this, Ouyang Feng's face turned pale instantly.

If he was one of those people in Kyoto, now that he had been caught, they would definitely sacrifice him to keep him safe.

Under torture, almost no one will keep a strict secret!

Ouyang Feng clenched his fists tightly, in a dilemma.

Wen Jingchi didn't force him, but just patted his shoulder gently.

"Ouyang Feng, you are a smart person, I don't need to teach you how to choose."

Having said these words, he turned and left.

When he reached the door, he paused deliberately and suddenly sneered.

"Think carefully here. If you die in my hands, I will definitely give you a quick death. You will die sooner or later anyway. But if you fall into the hands of those people in Kyoto, not even a bone will be left, and all the people in your Ouyang family will not survive.

If you tell the truth, I might let your two sons live..."

These words made Ouyang Feng's eyes suddenly brighten, but he still frowned as he lowered his head.

When I returned to the room, I found that Chu Weiyue had been waiting for a long time.

As soon as she saw Wen Jingchi, her lovely little face drooped and she snorted in dissatisfaction.

"What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?"

Wen Jingchi walked over and asked with some confusion.

Chu Weiyue rolled her eyes at him again, deliberately making a stern face.

"Don't you know what you've done? You can't even take care of your own body. Look at yourself in the mirror. You look like a ghost, not handsome at all."

Chu Weiyue grabbed his arm and forced him in front of the mirror, pointing at the obviously haggard man in the mirror and scolding him.

He raised his finger and gently scratched her upturned nose: "That's great, you can take this opportunity to change people."

"You are so beautiful. Even if I want to change it now, I can't. The imperial decree has been issued. If I dare to disobey it, my whole family will be punished."

She acted as if she was regretting her decision and teased Wen Jingchi on purpose.

Sure enough, his expression looked a little bad, and he gently pinched Chu Weiyue's cheek.

"I don't mind if you regret it. The person who dares to abandon me has not been born yet..."

His tone was serious and his eyes were somewhat deep.

Chu Weiyue complained quietly in her heart, he really wasn't good at joking, she was just teasing him, but this man actually took it seriously.

A true straight man of steel!

But seeing his serious look, I found him very cute and couldn't help but laugh a few times while holding my stomach.

Finally, she took his hand and touched his head.

"You look so haggard recently. You must take good care of yourself and don't tire yourself out because of those things. Your body is your capital. If you tire yourself out now, what will happen when we get married in the future?"

He said the last sentence very quietly, just a quiet complaint.

Wen Jingchi has always had sharp ears. He took these words to heart, grabbed Chu Weiyue's wrist and held her in his arms.

His large hands gently pinched her waist, then applied a little more force.

"Don't worry, I won't let you down after we get married..."

He leaned close to Chu Weiyue's ear, and the ambiguous words instantly ignited a flame...

Seeing Chu Weiyue's pale face, Wen Jingchi let go of her.

Taking one look at the midnight snack she prepared for him, he felt a little more pity in his heart.

"You have just recovered, there is no need to do these things. Take care of yourself, so that we can have a long time together in the future. Do you understand?"

His tone was somewhat reprimanding, as if he was teaching a disobedient child a lesson.

Chu Weiyue immediately took his arm and rubbed it.

"I feel happy to be able to make midnight snacks for the people I love. If you want me to feel better and in a better mood soon, then eat it quickly."