King Jin stood up and wanted to walk out, but he was still worried. He stretched out his hands and leaned over to hold Song Huiyue's shoulders: "It will be over soon. Don't go out to take risks again. Do you understand?"
Song Huiyue asked him to hold her shoulders tightly, unable to move. She kept her mouth shut and did not answer. Seeing the worry in King Jin's eyes, she said, "I listen to you and I won't take any more risks."
King Jin felt relieved when he knew that her promise was a thousand or ten thousand times heavier than others' promises: "Let You Song take you back."
Xie Zhou said quickly: "I'll go too, Sister Yue. My father has hired a good doctor for your grandma. He comes from Fuzhou and specializes in treating coughs."
Song Huiyue stood up quickly and walked out with King Jin. King Jin stretched out his hand to straighten her clothes and went with her to say: "I heard that Qinghui moved his fingers?"
Speaking of this matter, Song Huiyue's heavy heart gradually relaxed: "Well, Aunt Lin saw it. If she didn't see it, she might move more."
She thought that Qinghui might wake up soon. When the Zhang family collapsed and Yinxiao was found, they would be able to live a down-to-earth life in Kyoto.
The three of them walked briskly. Xie Zhou and Song Huiyue watched King Jin leave, and then they walked along the street. Xie Zhou had a lot to say, and he was pondering over it over and over again.
Xie Zhou was an only son with no brothers or sisters. His parents had no bias and were relatively open-minded. They allowed him to grow up to be a mean-tongued person. Apart from being a mean-tongued person, he was also very worried. Seeing Song Huiyue die because of Yin Xiao
She was in a daze, exhausted physically and mentally, and wished she could replace Mrs. Song and marry Song Huiyue to the King of Jin immediately.
Because he was biased, he saw that Song Huiyue was a peerless beauty and intelligent. If she married the King of Jin, they would be a perfect match, and they would enhance each other's brilliance.
But his feelings for Yin Xiao - no feelings at all. He just thinks that he is a friend of Song Huiyue. He has been thinking that once Song Huiyue marries King Jin, this little friend will have nowhere to live. Now the little friend
It was a pity that his partner disappeared, because Song Huiyue was really sad.
Xie Zhou's feelings for Yin Xiao are so complicated that when he is looking for someone, he sometimes tries his best to find someone, but sometimes he doesn't try his best and is very negative.
He took a deep breath and thought that King Jin would not talk about marriage until the important matter was settled, so he had to suppress the chaotic emotions in his heart and said casually: "Nowadays, women in Kyoto are getting married later and later, Anle
Hou's granddaughter is only getting married this year when she is nineteen."
Song Huiyue looked at him suspiciously, not knowing what his meaningless words meant.
Xie Zhou's original intention was to stop Song Huiyue from getting married in a hurry. When Song Huiyue looked at him and touched her nose, she felt that she had said the wrong thing - she probably didn't think about it at all.
At the same time, he thought: "Your Majesty is so pitiful, what he loves is a stone."
The King of Jin hurriedly rushed to the prison of the Criminal Division and went straight into the men's prison.
Zhang Xuling was half human and half ghost, and he was frightened. Even the sound of footsteps made him tremble.
King Jin did not torture him severely, but his words were sharp and his eyes seemed to be able to see through him. His every move and word were all expected by King Jin.
King Jin did not use a knife, but cut him open with his eyes. Even his fear of Zhang Xutang was clearly known.
The neglect, humiliation he suffered at home, and the possibility of being abandoned at any time, all became the sharp blade that King Jin stabbed at him. He was so disheartened that he abandoned his armor and felt that his life in this world was just a passing moment.
, let alone a confession, he even wanted to commit suicide.
After returning to the cell from the torture room, he wanted to find some comfort in his second brother, but the second brother raised his eyelids and only said two words to him: "Idiot."
The comfort from the second child was like a critical blow, which hit him as if he was falling into the abyss, and he never wanted to speak again.
At this time, King Jin arrived. He opened his eyes before Zhang Xutang, turned his head and glanced at the gentle King Jin, and buried his head in the straw.
Zhang Xutang was eating shortbread, coughing loudly while eating.
Drowning caused great damage to his internal organs. Even if an imperial doctor treated him, he would feel suffocated and unable to breathe. If he took a deep breath forcibly, he would feel pain in his chest. He tried his best to recover. The Zhang family even brought food to the house three times a day. Zhang Rui was still standing tall in the court hall, so he ate and drank with peace of mind and did not open his mouth no matter how the prosecutor asked questions.
Today, the emperor's attitude is unclear and his will is ambiguous, but he has not said that he will be released. The emperor's heart is unpredictable. The people in the punishment department are not willing to release him, nor are they trying him. He simply threw this hot potato to the king of Jin.
The King of Jin knew that Zhang Xutang would not accept a fight. Except for slapping him for talking nonsense to Song Huiyue, he never laid a finger on him again.
However, King Jin had other methods. He often locked him in a quiet room with only one door and no one. There was no sound or light in the quiet room. There was only a dark scene, no sound, and silence. It is an old tomb, and even the owner of the tomb is no longer known.
What Zhang Xutang fears most is the darkness and silence, without any sound. The monsters and demons in the darkness appear in various shapes in his mind and can engulf him at any time.
He could barely survive the first hour after entering, and even counted the time. But as soon as this hour passed, he became overwhelmed with fear, and began to drag his sick body and beat the ground and walls, yelling, but no one paid attention. There were echoes of himself all around.
No matter how much he screamed, King Jin was ruthless and would never pay attention to him.
After another hour, he was almost drowning in the darkness, sweating profusely, and his whole body felt like he had been fished out of the water.
While roaring feebly and slapping weakly, his ten fingers made a sharp sound on the floor, hurting his ears.
Finally, he couldn't bear the fear and made a trembling voice: "I...I said...I will say anything...let me out quickly..."
However, as soon as this door was opened, his rationality returned to his head, tears streaming down his face, and he refused to admit anything.
The longest time he went in during the day and stayed all day and night. When he came out, the rooster was crowing. He couldn't stand it any longer and confessed nonsense, without saying anything useful.
After King Jin's treatment, he became extremely pale and haggard. No matter how much he ate or drank, his body was getting thinner quickly. Not only did his internal organs not recover, but he became more and more painful in fear. All this made him see Looks like a ghost.
Seeing Prince Jin come in, he trembled first, and then spoke in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty is such a filial son, he even takes care of the private affairs of his wife."
King Jin looked down at him, unmoved by the sin he suffered: "You are also very filial and feel sorry for my aunt."
"It's not that I feel bad, it's just that she is from the Zhang family," Zhang Xutang stood up little by little and coughed violently, "We are talking here?"
King Jin nodded: "You can also go to the quiet room to talk."
Zhang Xutang was stunned by what he said, and then shook his head: "Let's go to the Temple of Hell, just the two of us. Apart from the prince, I'm afraid only the clay statues dare to listen to what I say."