After Diao Chengxuan comforted his sister, he left the room and went to the Yamen.

In prison, the anesthesia for the two flower-picking thieves had worn off and they were in so much pain that they lay dying on a layer of reeds with only one breath left.

People from Yubei Palace are also distinguished guests in the Yong Kingdom, so it is not difficult for Diao Chengxuan to see the prisoner.

He entered the cell and looked at the two dying people in a state of embarrassment. He could not imagine that the ugly girl would be bullied by such two people.

But the sculptor brought him out, so when he gets back he has to give an explanation to Butler Mo. If he doesn't find out, how can he explain it?

Thinking about it, he said to the two men in the prison, "You must answer truthfully what I asked, otherwise I will kill you now."

The two people heard the sound and turned their heads half dead.

Diao Chengxuan saw the two people's faces turned pale. There was no fear, only pain!

Now that the anesthesia has worn off, their lower bodies are in excruciating pain, and their lifeblood is gone. It's no different from dying, so how can they care about this threat?

But he still raised his hand, unfolded the scroll in his hand, and asked sharply: "Have you seen this woman?"

The two men raised their heavy eyelids and their unfocused eyes suddenly opened their canthus after seeing the person in the painting clearly. Their eyes were as frightened as a ghost.

The body that was still weak suddenly stood up, like a corpse, and struggled back in pain.

Diao Chengxuan was incomprehensible, the expressions of the two of them were really complicated, their pale faces were twitching, and they were gnashing their teeth, that is, they were both afraid and hated!

"Have you seen it?" Diao Chengxuan frowned upon seeing this.

One of them, who was still trembling and leaning against the wall, suddenly rushed over like crazy, reached out to grab the red-spotted portrait, and screamed ferociously, "It's her! It's her! I'm going to kill her! Kill her."

Got her!"

"What did you do to her?"

Diao Chengxuan asked hurriedly, but after a pause, he felt something was wrong. Looking at the situation, it seemed like he should ask: What did she do to you?

"Young Master Diao! When these two lewd thieves were caught, their lower bodies were cut. They were bloody and horrific. After interrogation, they said it was a girl who did it."

The old jailer who looked at the cell said again: "But who would believe it?

There is no girl in the world who would do such a thing, and the old man saw that the blade of the knife was clean and neat. I am afraid that the old eunuchs in the palace who have been performing castrations all year round do not have such skill.

So in my opinion, these two people killed too many good girls, so they were punished by God and castrated by the passing gods! People were also scared and went crazy!"

After listening to the old jailer's words, Diao Chengxuan's mouth twitched slightly. He naturally did not believe in any ghosts or gods, otherwise he would not have done such secret things.

But the reaction of these two people when they saw the portrait showed that they had really seen the ugly girl.

…

Over there, Mo Xi lay drowsily on the bed in the Proton Mansion.

When Diao Chuan rushed to the woods outside the city, he saw a man lying on the grass in the forest, and another man wearing women's clothing. His clothes were not covered, and his lower body was blood red.

But the officers and soldiers just arrived, so he hid behind a tree and saw the two half-dead men being taken away by the officers and soldiers.

Then the big, nervous dog suddenly sprang out and ran straight into the bushes not far away. Only then did he follow the dog to find the ugly princess who had fainted while holding the medicine box, and brought her back.

Rong Xiao was sitting in a wheelchair, with an unclear expression and did not speak. He slightly turned his head to face Bei Mingxiu, who was dressed in white and was diagnosing Mo Xi's pulse.

Bei Mingxiu didn't look specifically, but he also saw the red spots on the face of the woman on the bed, and his heart trembled. The last time he saw her, he only saw the hand and wrist for diagnosing the pulse, and the skin was like cream, so he thought she was a beautiful woman.

But he closed his right eye calmly, leaving only his left eye for Mo Xi's treatment.

Guess why Mr. Beiming uses one eye to diagnose his pulse???
Chapter completed!