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Chapter 65 The torture tool that makes life worse than death

Pei Yuanchen? How could it be him?!

I looked at the man in front of me with a cold smile on his face, as if I was looking at an ant being pinched in his hand and killed.

How could it be him? How could it be him?!

Before the shock in his heart passed, he had reached out to lift my chin, looked up and down, and smiled coldly.

"Tsk tsk, I've locked up all that little water spirit in the past two days."

As he said that, his hand covered my forehead again: "I'm still sick. It seems that this prison life is not easy."

I looked at him and suddenly understood something in my heart.

My life has been particularly difficult these days, not only because of the old injuries and low fever, but the jailer has never given me a good look. The meal I sent was either bad or not at all. In this case, I felt that it was a miracle that I could live to this day.

I thought the prison guards had determined that I had poisoned the queen and secretly made things difficult for me, so even if Pei Yuanfeng came, I didn't tell him, but now I understand a little.

It was the fourth prince in front of him who was secretly instructed.

Why, was it because of the night banquet that day, I retorted?

Just as he was thinking, Pei Yuanchen had already come to my ear and whispered: "In fact, it is easy to live a good life. As long as you tell me who is the messenger behind the scenes who instructed you to poison you, my wife will naturally plead with the queen for you and let you go."

My heart moved slightly.

He turned to look at him, and when he was close, his eyes flashed in his eyes: "Your Highness, is this case handed over to the third highness for questioning?"

"Hmph, but you don't know that the Empress asked me to supervise this case because she was afraid that some people would use this convenience to relieve themselves of their crimes." He said, getting closer, and I could almost hear his anxious heartbeat: "Tell me, who instructed you, is it--"

It turns out that he came for this.

No wonder I was coming to Tianzhu late at night to interrogate me. There was no Three Departments to review or discuss, and there was only a small clerk following me, staring at me with his eyes straight at me. As soon as I made a sound, his pen would fall down immediately.

Once I confessed my guilt and sealed it - I looked around and saw those indifferent eyes, and I knew what I was going to be.

The queen asked him to supervise the situation, is she going to make him slander and frame him?

If so, why should I leave the case to Pei Yuanhao for investigation?

My mind was in chaos, but I still tried my best to make myself awake and said respectfully: "Your Highness, although I am just a palace maid, I also know the rules of interrogation. Without the presiding judge, I can't say anything."

When he heard this, his eyes suddenly became fierce.

"Okay, you don't want to eat a toast and drink a punishment!"

After saying that, he threw me away and shouted at the person next to him: "Please punish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two jailers next to him immediately walked up with a pair of torture instruments.

When I saw the simple torture instrument that could make people worse than death with just a few bamboo sticks and hemp ropes, my face turned pale and I subconsciously retreated, but those people grabbed my hand mercilessly and inserted their ten fingers into the center of the stick.

"Benfan asked, you answer. If you answer the wrong sentence, you will get a point!"
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