The Second House.

After the war, he returned to the house to change clothes.

The killing has not yet dispersed.

The girl accidentally made a mistake in giving him the belt, and he wringed the girl's wrist and threw it on the ground.

“The prince is forgiving.”

“The rubbish!”

“Slave... it wasn’t intentional.”

“Go away!”

The little girl choked softly and groaned out.

He dressed in his clothes and went to see Song.

Song still did not wake up.

But after the royal doctor finished the pulse, he was somewhat happy and quickly reported: "Lord, Song's veins have gradually stabilized, and it seems that he has the possibility of waking up."

It was dead before!

What is this?

He was relieved to pursue this, and he was very relieved, and then he said, "Look carefully, and as soon as he wakes up, he will send someone to tell the king."

“Yes!”

Turn around and leave the house and leave.

Three doctors scratched their heads.

Look at the blood on the bed.

“How did the pulse suddenly calm down so much?”

"Yes, that's strange."

"I've never seen anything like this."

Dr. Jiang couldn’t understand, touched his white beard, and said, “Perhaps, this man’s life should not be lost!”He saved the second prince, and when he awoke, the rich and the rich were waiting for him."

Song is shit!

He blocked a sword for the Second Prince, but he had a good future.

Don't know luck?

Or mildew?

...

It was raining and the sound was rolling.

The night was urgent and depressing.

It was the secret room where the finches were held.

Before he came in, he heard the sound of a whip beating on the flesh.

It looked strange in the room.

At this time, even the bird was taken off the top and tied to the pillar, and the blood was scarred on the chest.

The bodyguard in charge of the torture was beating him under the long whip in his hand.

One of them asked, “You mean?Or not to say?”

The faltering head, the head hanging, the blood constantly spilling from his mouth and dripping to the ground.

Like a dead body!

Despite being tortured, he never said a word.

Like a mute.

When he came in, he saw the scene of this seer in front of him, but he had no meaning of sympathy, and the hardness in his eyes was even deeper.

The guard stopped and went to him and told him: "Lord, he just won't say, fight like this again, I'm afraid it will ..."

The squinting eyes, went to the finches, and swayed his chin, lifted it up, forcing him to look hard on himself!

A strong smell of blood also rushed into the nose.

The rat had been badly wounded, and the cluttered and clatter of hair had fallen, obscuring most of his face and the blood-filled eyes.

He looked at the delay in front of him.

Then laugh.

It’s like coming out of the deep valley of ice.

Unable to help, the strength on the finger increased a lot, and asked, “Who sent you here?”

Even the bird with a mouth full of blood, still smiling.

This also irritated the delay, he gritted his teeth and said, “I don’t want to say it, okay, I think you can stay up for a long time?”

He shook his hand, and his hand left from the chin of the buckle.

Then he sat down in a master's chair in the secret room and ordered, "Send the king, and fight hard."

The guard ordered, whipped and whipped.

Even the birds died and bit their teeth without making any pain.

Sitting there, his face getting darker.

Just like a pervert!

Quietly appreciative.

He knew very well that if he could not ask anything from the assassin tonight, and when the assassin's encounter in the royal palace would reach the ears of Huyi, he would encounter the situation before that Tuo.So in any case, he must find out the person who secretly wants to kill himself.

The sound of the whip-whisper reverberated in the Chamber of Secrets.

Even the birds have been skinned and bloomed.

It is full of blood.

Finally fainted.

The guard: “Lord, people are fainting!”

The cold voice: "Awake with water."

“Yes.”

Then a bucket of cold water poured from top to the finches.

It's cold!

The cold is cold!

His body suddenly fainted, woke up, but his eyes were blurred, only to feel that his brain was blank, and the blood lines were frozen.

The spicy pain of being whipped in the chest also disappeared completely.

I felt as if the bone was being scraped with a knife.

That pain is far more painful than torturing the flesh.

Then he woke up and said, “Keep fighting!”

The guard ordered, whipped away, but the force was relieved a lot.

Some can't get their hands on it.

His hands are trembling.

“The rubbish!”He got up, took the blood-stained whip, and waved it to the face of the finches.

“Pee!”

This whip is heavier than any whip.

A deep mouth was opened on the face of the bird, and the blood spilled, and a drop of dripping fell to the ground.

He also fainted again.

The guard quickly took a bucket of ice water and poured it on him.

But this time, there was no sign of waking up.

The guard reached out to look at his nose, the breath was weak.

Not dead yet!

"Prince, I'm not dead yet."

There is no mercy in that extended eye: "The iron is branded."

The guard moved the stove and the iron.

A few irons were burned in the fire.

That tugged at a piece, and without hesitation, it burned the chest of the couple.

“Uh!”

Even the bird raised its head and made a faint sound of pain, but immediately biting its teeth and holding it to death.

The face and neck are red.

The bruises are exploding!

It was surrounded by a smell of meat being roasted, mixed with bloody, pungent smell.

He took the iron from his chest with satisfaction.

"If you don't say it again, it's not as simple as brandishing your chest."

There was a blood mark on the chest of the bird.

He sweated and slowed down for a long time before he looked at the people in front of him with blood and tears and said, “... kill me!”

Rather than being tortured, it is better to die.

But -

Smiling, “Kill you?”No, the king will keep your life!If you don't say a day, the king will let you die one day."

“...”

"If you say so, I'll let you go."

Even the finches are not stupid, naturally will not believe the delay, his head hung down impotently, repeated over and over again: "Kill me... kill me!"The eyes are full of anger: "Listen, no one can save you, now the only thing that can save you is yourself!"If you say it, you have a chance.And...” He was close to even the ears of the bird, “so far, no one has broken into the royal palace to save you, you can imagine that you are a pawn, but

Give up at any time!If so, why don’t you work for the king?If you want, the king can make you rich and rich in life.”“Oh, hey!”The bird swallowed a spit in his face.