San Bujiu is actually a steady person, and he is only like this when facing Lu Ren.
Lu Ren glanced at him and was too lazy to pay attention to him.
But what he said was indeed correct.
Lu Ren walked around him and couldn't help but speak for Wen Yu: "The princess is just sentimental."
Sanbujiu smiled and said, "A playboy is a playboy."
As he spoke, he suddenly pulled out an exquisite white jade wine pot from his sleeve and waved it in front of Lu Ren's eyes: "Have a drink?"
Lu Ren didn't refuse.
The two sat on the roof and drank in silence.
"Tell me, how come you lost your soul after going there? Is there really someone who likes you with such a bad temper?"
Lu Ren always knew that he didn't have a good temper, but when facing the princess, he seemed to have another set of principles.
“When you meet the right person, you’ll understand.”
Three things not to save:
He shook his head, took out a jade bottle from his arms, and threw it into Lu Ren's arms.
"With your physique, I've always been worried that one day you'd hurt the princess and be thrown into prison or beheaded. That would be too unfair."
He drank the wine and said, "I made this specially for you. I will never let the princess get hurt. Is this love worth you calling me dad?"
Lu Ren: ...
He accepted the jade bottle expressionlessly.
Shengjing City.
The prefect of Shengjing pinched his brows. His eyes felt uncomfortable after reading the files for so long under the candlelight.
He looked at Yue Lingfeng standing beside him and couldn't help but said, "Master Yue, you have been staying in Shengjing Prefecture for nights. It's time to go back and have some rest."
"No problem." Yue Lingfeng put down one volume and picked up another one. "If the prefect is tired, you can go back."
He was already tired, but Yue Lingfeng had another identity besides being the Prime Minister of Shengjing Prefecture, and he, as the Governor of Shengjing Prefecture, couldn't be too tactless.
"The imperial physician said that staying up late is harmful to your health, so you just took some time to nourish your body. When the princess comes back, if she sees that you are sick again, won't she be angry and distressed?"
Upon hearing this, Yue Lingfeng paused slightly with the file in his hand.
The prefect of Shengjing added: "Besides, you have been staying up late for a long time and your complexion is not good. The princess is the one who cares most about her appearance..."
Yue Lingfeng was silent for a moment and slowly put down the file.
He originally stayed in Shengjing Prefecture because the princess was away, and he just wanted to find something to do to comfort his homesickness.
"What the prefect said makes sense."
But it is different in the Dali Temple. The prisoners in the Ministry of Punishment are lucky enough to be tortured one-on-one by Jiang Qi.
The white silk slowly brushed across Jiang Qi's fingers and was thrown to the ground by him.
He sat on a pearwood chair, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, but he only used the cup lid to slowly skim off the foam without drinking it.
Tied to the interrogation rack in front of Jiang Qi was a prisoner covered in blood, whose life or death was unknown. He had his head lowered, his body still shaking due to instinctive reaction.
"My lord, he fainted."
Jiang Qi heard this and uttered, "Wake him up."
The jailer put on gloves, scooped up a ladle of cold water mixed with green vitriol oil from a water tank not far away, and then poured it all over the prisoner's head.
Green vitriol oil also has another name, called sulfuric acid.
Almost in an instant, the prisoner who had fainted was awakened by the pain. The piercing pain made him wail like crazy.
"I admit it! I admit it!"
The jailer glanced at Jiang Qi, who was unmoved, and shook his head, saying, "It's too late."
Jiang Qi put down his hot tea, stood up, and said something cruel in a calm tone: "Use a boning knife to cut the thigh, put the dog ring on it, and bring it to me."
"I don't want to be a dog! I don't want to be a dog! I confess! I confess everything! Let me go!"
One of the punishments in the Ministry of Punishment was to remove the flesh from the thighs, strip off the clothes, put a dog ring on the shoulder blade, tie a dog leash, and be led by the jailer to crawl around the Ministry of Punishment in public.
Almost no one can endure this kind of humiliation and torture, which is not only physical but also personal and dignity.
"Please let me go. I don't want to be a dog! I was wrong! I confess! I confess everything!"
"Noisy." Jiang Qi narrowed his eyes.
The next second, the jailer stuffed a pill soaked in green vitriol oil into the prisoner's mouth.
"Cut it out more cleanly, don't make it bloody and messy, it's really ugly."
"Yes, sir."
Jiang Qi walked out of the Ministry of Punishment, washed his hands, and looked up at the moon hidden in the clouds.
Princess, when will you return to Beijing?
The emperor was thinking the same thing as he lay on the dragon bed.
When my imperial sister is not in Shengjing City, it always feels a lot less lively.
He stared at the "original work of Wen Yu" that Wen Yu had given him before and had hung up by him, and shook his head.
I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been looking at it for too long, but I actually feel that this word has quite a certain charm.
It seems that what the imperial sister said is right, distance creates beauty.
When people are far away, they actually feel that these crooked characters with missing limbs start to look good. It is really a scary thing.
"Your Majesty, are you awake? Do you need water?"
The emperor waved his hands. He was not awake at all, he was clearly not asleep yet.
"Wu Yong, look at the word 'Imperial Sister', isn't it also quite elegant?"
Wu Yong: ...
He said respectfully, "Of course."
The emperor frowned and asked, "When did you become blind?"
Wu Yong: ...
The emperor closed his eyes: "It's time for my sister to come back."
Wen Yu, who was worried about by all parties, slept until noon.
At this time, Lin Yuzhi and Ning Xuanyan were no longer by the bed.
She stretched and asked, "When did I fall asleep yesterday?"
Liu Chun said, "Princess, I remember it was the hour of the Ox. You listened to the Prime Minister reading a story for a long time yesterday."
Speaking of this, Wen Yu thought about it.
She glanced at the empty bed and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Where is Ning Xuanyan?"
Liu Chun was surprised: "How did you know Ning Xuanyan was here?"
Wen Yu got out of bed and washed her face: "If he doesn't climb into bed at night, even sows will climb trees."
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