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He is a stubborn man, even if he is dead, he will not admit it.

He also knew very well that even if he pushed out General Li, Jing would not believe it, because what the scene also wanted was his death.

The devil in the landscape is getting more and more inflated, and the more the whip in his hand is unrelenting and whipped on the face.

Until –

Stop after smoking more than 20 thrashes!

The face was drawn with a blood smong, and the skin was fried, very fierce.He hung his head, and his mouth was bleeding, and his bun fell down, covering the pale face.

See the scene here too.He picked his head up with the whip’s hand and forced his feeble eyes to look at himself.

“Why do you suffer this way?If you are in prison, you can get out of the prison safely.”

“...”

"Dingrong, don't blame me for ignoring my brotherly, if you want to kill your father and emperor, you should think that there will be now, but if I were you, I wouldn't bite and admit it, today, I will not kill you, you think clearly, and then answer me, is dead or alive, you choose yourself."

The mouth gasped, and the lip of blood cracked open a chilling smile.

He said, “What you do today, I will surely give it back to you a thousand times over.”

“Give it back to me?Let’s see if you have this chance!”Then he threw the blood-stained whip to the ground and ordered the guard, “Take the king down, and tomorrow the king will come again to be questioned.”

“Yes!”

The guard removed the scene of dying tied to the stake and dragged it to prison.

The scene also looks at the blood whip on the ground, thinking about what the scene says...

Rong Wangfu

One night passed, and Ji Yunshu had been anxious, which would be hurriedly brought here with Moru.

“I’m just drunk, why did something so big happen?”The Moo people had not yet come in, so they asked.

Ji Yunshu told the whole story to Moru again.

Moru patted the table: "The old fox, it is so hard to kill the king!"He said, "Since it was the old fox, it can be truthfully reported to the emperor, how can you let Jingrong bear this charge?"

"I didn't think about it."Ji Yunshu had concerns: "The problematic lanterns have been destroyed, and the scenery did indeed touch the batch of lanterns, the evidence is gone, and the master of the servant's department testified, asking, the emperor will believe that it was done by the scene?"Do you believe what a three-year-old who once held military power did?”

Of course, I believe it was done!

Mo was drunk and did not wake up, pinching his fist and smashing it hard on the table.

At this time, a little girl suddenly came in from outside, looked very anxious, ran to Ji Yunshu in front of, slightly in anger, took out a letter from the sleeve and handed it to her.

And he said, "Mr. Ji, this is the slave and the slave of Huiwen sent out of the palace to you, saying that it is to hand over to you with your own hands."

Princess Wynn?

That's Confucian!

Ji Yunshu did not ask, hastily opened the letter, his hands trembled, almost trembled, Mo if the letter took from her hand, looked at it, and looked at it with a heavy face and worried.

"Did the king go to the prison and judge the scene?"What right does he have?”Moro was angry.

Ji Yunshu: "The emperor has woken up, and he has seen the king, and he must have received the emperor's order, otherwise he would not have such great courage."

“Do you mean that the emperor really believes that this matter is related to the scene?”

"I don't know."Ji Yunshu shook his head and turned to Luangbao and said, “Brother Luang, can you let me go to the prison of the big prison?”

Luangbao was shocked: "Mr. Ji, it is a prison, not a prison in the criminal department, no one can enter without the emperor's orders."

“I can!”It was Moro who continued to say, "Moshi, with the permission of the emperor, can go into the palace at any time, and the inner prison is in the palace, which is also within the allowable range."

That said, it really is!

...

On the same day, Moro went to the palace with Ji Yunshu.

Ji Yunshu deliberately put on a black cloak, lowered his cloak, and covered his face.

At the door of the prison, the guard stopped the two men.

Moro took a serious face and looked at the guard: "Are you blind?"“Don’t you recognize this guy?”

The guard said, "Mong, of course, I know."

“I don’t know if I can’t open it!”

"But this is a great inner prison, and it is impossible to enter without the will of the emperor."The guard’s attitude was very firm.

If it is a cold nail, take out the jade card on his body and put it in front of the guard.

"Behold, this is the Jade that the Emperor has given me, as long as there is this jade, anywhere in the palace, the Mo family can go, as well as the prison."

“This...”

“He who dares to resist is disobeying the holy command, can you afford it?”

I have to say that Moru's ability to intimidate people is still good, the guard's eyes are dandying, and his body can't help but shiver, and his hands are attached: "Mozi, please enter."

Moro smiled, put the jade up, and prepared to go in with Ji Yunshu.

In the next moment, the guard stopped Ji Yunshu: “This is it?”

Moro immediately pulled Ji Yunshu behind himself and returned with a straight face: "I am a little boy of Mo's family."

With the title of Mo, the guard naturally did not dare to stop.

After entering the prison, the stench and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and Ji Yunshu's heart trembled more and more painful.

She did not expect that a prince in Jingrong's hall would be locked up in such a place.

When he arrived outside the prison where Jingrong was incarcerated, Ji Yunshu's body shook, and his eyes were red in an instant.

In the cell, the scenery was still leaning against the cold wall, unable to hang his head down, and there were blood marks on one after another, and the blood had dried up, but the smell of blood still reached the tip of her nose.

She grabbed the stake in her hands, squatted down slowly, took off the hood on her head, red eyes, and called.

“The view.”

The white slender hands gripped the stake tightly, and the nails seemed to be deep in the stakes.

For a long time, the scenery only supported the head, the blood-stained eyes, gathered a soft light under the messy hair, looking at Ji Yunshu.

Slowly, he smiled and said weakly, "The king knows that your little goblin will come."

The tears of Ji Yunshu suddenly fell down, and the words were infarged, and they could not speak.

The scenery was difficult to support the son, the shaky body came over, the feet were bent, crouched down, extended his hand, gently touched Ji Yunshu's face, and still smiled softly.

"Don't worry, the king will be fine."

Ji Yunshu killed his lip, his heart ached violently, holding the hand of the scene model on his face.

“Injury, does it hurt?”