Opposite the alley outside the back door of the Prince Consort's Mansion, a dark figure leaned quietly against the wall, like a rat that came out to look for food at night, with a bit of cunning and alertness in his eyes.
This person was a servant in Lou Shaokang's mansion. He was going home at night, and he accidentally caught a glimpse of Chen Chang while walking on the street.
His mind moved, and driven by curiosity, he decided to follow Chen Chang up to see where Chen Chang had gone.
We followed this all the way to the back door of the Prince Consort's Mansion.
However, after Chen Chang went in, he never came out.
The servant was so sleepy that he yawned and his eyelids began to tremble.
He wanted to leave and come back tomorrow to find out what happened, but he was worried that there would be a big discovery tonight.
It would be a pity if you missed it.
So, he suppressed his sleepiness and continued to wait.
Time passed little by little, and the night became darker and darker.
The sound of banging in the middle of the night came from far away, echoing in the empty streets.
The servant was so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes, but his eyes were still fixed on the back door of the Prince Consort's Mansion.
The door is still closed, like an insurmountable barrier, cutting off the two worlds inside and outside.
The lantern at the door swayed gently in the wind, emitting a weak and dim light.
Just when the servant's eyelids were so sleepy that he could hardly hold on anymore, a black figure quietly approached from the depths of the alley like a ghost.
The servant didn't notice it, but he suddenly received a heavy blow on the back of his neck. This blow was so powerful that he fell down straight and unconscious without even making a sound.
After an unknown amount of time, the servant was awakened by a biting chill.
He felt like he was lying on a cold stone slab, and his whole body was chilled.
The sound of rushing water came to my ears, and the sound seemed particularly clear in the silent night.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was a piece of dark water.
The body is soaked in the water, and only the head is above the water.
He tried to struggle, but was horrified to find that his hands and feet were tied tightly and he could not move at all.
His heart suddenly sank to the bottom, and he felt unprecedented fear. He raised his head hard and looked around, trying to find a hope of escape.
Only then did he realize that there was a rope tied around his neck, and the other end of the rope was fixed on the shore.
This prevented him from sinking to the bottom of the water, but it also restricted his freedom of movement.
When the servant was feeling desperate, a masked man suddenly appeared in front of him.
The big man was burly, dressed in black, with a black cloth covering his face, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.
He stood on the shore, looking down at the servants soaking in the water, with a hint of joking in his eyes.
"You...who are you? Why do you do this to me?" The servant's voice was trembling and weak.
The masked man didn't answer, just smiled coldly.
His laughter echoed in the silent night, looking particularly weird and terrifying.
The servant felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to his heart, and his bladder seemed to be pinched by something. His urge to urinate increased sharply, but he couldn't urinate, as if it was blocked.
His face turned pale, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Soon, I felt as if my lower abdomen was being stretched by something and was about to explode. The pain and discomfort could not be described in words.
But at this moment, the other party actually asked a question.
The masked man stood on the shore and coldly interrogated the servant who was soaking in the water: "Tell me! In the middle of the night, you sneakily wandered at the back door of the Prince Consort's Mansion. What on earth did you do? I'll take it seriously. If not, I will definitely kill you."
You can neither survive nor die!"
The servant was so frightened that his heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand.
Although his life and death at this moment was in the hands of the masked man in front of him, he did not directly answer the masked man's question because he knew that once he opened his mouth, he would betray his husband.
Seeing that the servant didn't answer, the masked man's eyes flashed with anger.
He reached out and took out a piece of bamboo grass from the side, then pressed the servant's head hard and pushed it into the water.
The servant struggled, trying to get rid of the masked man's control, but the other man's strength was so great that no matter how hard he struggled, it was of no avail.
The servant was forced to drink several gulps of water. The bitter and suffocating feeling made him feel extremely desperate.
After a while, the bamboo grass loosened, and the servant felt relieved. He coughed violently and tried to spit out all the water he drank. However, before he could catch his breath, the bamboo grass suppressed him again.
After repeating this for five or six times, the servant was so suffocated that his lungs were about to explode. His whole body became limp and he lost all hope of resistance.
The masked man looked at the servant's painful and helpless look, a glimmer of pride flashed in his eyes, and asked coldly again: "Tell me! Who are you? What are you doing in the Prince Consort's Mansion?"
However, the servant still didn't answer.
He knew that even if he spoke, it would only make things worse.
The masked man held bamboo grass and mercilessly pushed the servant into the cold and deep water again.
In the water, the servant's eyes suddenly widened, fear and despair intertwined in his eyes.
A muffled whine came from his throat, but it was drowned by the sound of rushing water.
Water poured into his mouth and nose mercilessly, and into his lungs.
The chest seemed to be pressed by a huge stone, and every breath became extremely difficult.
Out of survival instinct, he struggled a few times, but the bamboo grass pressed tightly against his head like a huge iron rod.
He realized that he might really die, dying at the bottom of this cold, dark water.
His body began to spasm uncontrollably, his vision went dark, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.
He felt that he was being hugged tightly by death and was unable to break free.
The helplessness and despair brought the fear in his heart to its peak.
However, just when he was about to lose consciousness completely, the masked man suddenly let go of his hand.
The servant's body suddenly emerged from the water, and he coughed violently again, as if he wanted to cough out his entire lungs.
Every cough was accompanied by trembling and twitching of the body, and ripples appeared on the water surface.
His face was as pale as paper, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
His body was bent into a prawn-like shape, and his hands were tightly covering his chest, as if this could alleviate some of the pain.
After a moment of relief, he could still feel that his lungs were burning with fire, and every breath brought unbearable pain.
However, he breathed the fresh air greedily, as if he had escaped from the gate of hell.
But every time I take a breath, the pain becomes even more painful.
His heart was filled with fear and helplessness, and he didn't know whether he could survive the next level.
Probably not!
After a while, the cough gradually subsided.
"This is your last chance." The masked man said coldly, with an unquestionable majesty in his voice, "If you don't tell me, many people will come to watch you tomorrow morning..."
He deliberately lengthened his voice to make the servants fearfully guess what he was going to say next.
The servant's body trembled suddenly, he raised his head and looked at the masked man in horror.
He knew that he had no way out at this moment.
Various thoughts flashed through my mind, but I could never make up my mind to tell the truth.
Slowly spit out the last two words: "Corpse!"
These two words were like thunder exploding in Jia Ding's ears, making him feel that all the blood in his body had solidified and his mind went blank.
He knew that what the masked man said was true. If he didn't tell the truth, he would become a cold corpse and be watched by countless people early tomorrow morning.
A trace of determination flashed in Jia Ding's eyes. He could no longer hesitate. He took a deep breath and said, "I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything!"
This chapter has been completed!