Chapter 564 The White Moonlight of Powerful Officials [1v3](67)

Zhao Prison.

The jailers in charge faced the biggest problem in their lives.

It's to tie up the priest like an ordinary criminal.

Or should we treat him as a distinguished guest?

Tie them up.

But he is the high priest of the temple after all. People like them have been blessed by Lingguang Temple since they were young, and they don't have the guts to make mistakes.

Don't tie them up.

After all, he is the main criminal who assassinated His Majesty.

but.

What if the high priest was framed?

There was no sound from above, and the jailers did not dare to make any move.

In desperation, he had no choice but to invite Rong Chen to sit in the cleanest cell.

This is what Bai Yuming saw when he entered Zhao Prison.

He immediately lowered his eyes coldly, his expression so gloomy that he almost shed tears.

"Who told you to treat him like this?"

The leading jailer thought that he had really neglected someone, so he knelt down and explained:

"Wang, Wangye, we thought"

"This man dares to assassinate Your Majesty. He has ulterior motives. I tie him up and throw him into a secret prison!"

jailer:?

He suspected that he had heard wrongly and carefully raised his head to observe Bai Yuming's face.

Just in time to meet his evil eyes.

Those eyes were so cold that they seemed to be shining with a faint light, which made people shudder.

The jailer immediately trembled and no longer dared to raise any objections. He quickly called two guards and quickly tied the man to the secret cell.

The secret cell is the dankest and darkest place under the Zhao Prison, and is used to imprison the most heinous and criminal criminals all year round.

Therefore, it always exudes a sticky smell of blood. It coincides with the severe winter, and the weird and cold environment makes people collapse after just one second.

But even though Rong Chen's hands and feet were tied to the gallows, his expression remained unchanged and he didn't say a word.

Bai Yuming hated him like this the most.

I hate that he looks so unfazed by everything, and even has a somewhat pitiful look on his face.

It was as if he had been a high-ranking god since he was born.

And he should be a beast that is despised by thousands of people.

He picked up the scalding iron that was burning hot in the brazier and walked towards him step by step, his expression becoming more and more disgusted with the coldness.

"Master Priest, when you come to a place like this, stop carrying it."

"Even though you are the high priest of the temple, this world belongs to His Majesty after all. How dare you harbor evil intentions and even dare to assassinate His Majesty."

Rong Chen remained silent.

Bai Yuming completely lost his patience and directly stamped the red-hot iron on his body.

The burning smell dissipated immediately.

"Tell me, who are your other accomplices?"

Rong Chen gritted his teeth, large beads of sweat dripping down his forehead and falling to the ground.

The white clothes on his body were also burned to a burnt black color, mixed with the flesh and blood, which was shocking.

Even though he was in so much pain, he just grunted twice and had no other reaction.

Bai Yuming was unwilling to give in, so he changed another one and continued to burn on his wound until even the bones inside were turned out.

The jailers on the side couldn't bear to look away.

King Wei's methods were much more ruthless than theirs.

However, the high priest looked delicate and delicate, and he could endure the pain so much that he didn't even cry out.

Bai Yuming became even more angry.

He simply threw away the soldering iron and stretched out his hand towards his golden face.

"I would like to see if you can really endure it, or if you can rely on this disguise to gain sympathy from others."

But as soon as his fingers touched the cold mask, Rong Chen opened his eyes suddenly, and there was an abyss-like coldness in his eyes.

"Don't touch."

Bai Yuming's hand stopped in mid-air.

He sneered again and again.

"Rong Chen, do you think that in your current situation, you are still qualified to order this king?"

So he took off his mask without hesitation and threw it into the brazier.

That cold and beautiful face was also completely exposed to the air.

It's just that it's no longer as gentle as jade, but instead has a layer of haze.

The jailers looked away knowingly, no one dared to blaspheme the appearance of the son of the God King.

But Bai Yuming didn't care.

He picked up the plain handkerchief, wiped the ashes from his hands, and then threw the handkerchief into the brazier.

"This king has other things to do. You guys, continue to torture him until he speaks."

Finally, he looked at the jailer behind him with a ruthless look.

"If I, the King, find out that you dare to disobey me, I will make it impossible for you to live or die."

The jailers were so frightened by the cold light in his eyes that they trembled and knelt down one after another, saying in unison "I will never be disobedient".

Bai Yuming took one last look at Rong Chen, who had his eyes closed and his body covered in blood, and then turned around and left with satisfaction.

Baohua Hall.

The imperial doctor cut off Wei Changce's clothes, intending to pull out the cold arrow for him.

Bai Wu looked helpless as he still clutched her hand tightly.

Considering his current situation, she could only coax him patiently.

"Be good and let me go, otherwise you will injure the wound and it will be difficult for the imperial doctor to treat it."

Wei Changce shook his head.

"No, I won't let go."

"Wei Changce."

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for my willfulness. I am afraid that if I let go, I will never find you again."

Bai Wu sighed and signaled the imperial doctor to continue.

The imperial doctor gave her a troubled look: "Your Majesty, you should try your best to avoid it. You have only been on the throne for less than a month and it is not suitable to see blood."

Just as Bai Wu was about to speak, Wei Changce turned aside and covered her eyes with his other hand.

She heard him try his best to pretend to be normal:

"Imperial physician, is this possible?"

The imperial doctor also sighed and could only continue.

That cold arrow penetrated his heart. The process of pulling it out was not only difficult and dangerous, but also unbearably painful.

But even so, he still covered Bai Wu's eyes tightly and wouldn't let go.

Bai Wu couldn't see any light.

You could only hear his breathing getting heavier and heavier.

You can only feel the sweat on his palms getting moister.

She couldn't help but frown.

What a nonsense.

She grabbed Wei Changce's hand and sounded quite unhappy.

"Shout out if it hurts, don't show off in front of me, and don't use your strength where it shouldn't be used."
To be continued...