The combat boots stepped through the snow and came to Bai Zeqing. The visitor used his toes to straighten Bai Zeqing's face, and there was some blood on the boot surface. The voice under his helmet was muffled and said: "Bai Yan is your father?"
Bai Zeqing opened her mouth and another mouthful of blood came out. She hurriedly covered her mouth and coughed without answering.
The man put force on his feet and said condescendingly: "I want to ask you a question!"
Bai Zeqing couldn't help but burst into tears, with blood foam in his mouth, he lowered his head and said "Yes".
The man raised his arm and took off his helmet, revealing a young face.
Haidongqing hovering in the sky fell on his shoulders in the cold wind, throwing up scattered snow flakes.
He looked at Bai Zeqing like a pair of worn-out shoes, and his gaze could not be described as contempt or disgust, as if the blade of a knife were as cold as a knife. He only said coldly: "Lock her up and interrogate her carefully!"
Bai Zeqing thought she had finally been rescued after surviving that freezing night, but she never expected that what awaited her was endless interrogation in Ningzhou Prison.
"Ningzhou County Governor Bai Yan was in charge of guarding a city, but he allowed Ningzhou City to break without a fight, causing the Xisha Fortress to fall immediately. Ningzhou's 30,000 soldiers and civilians were not spared. Since you are also in the city, why are you the only one alive?"
Bai Zeqing's eyes were distracted and he didn't answer.
The interrogator pounded his fist on the table, leaned over, his eyes were sinister, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Because Bai Yan has already had an affair with the Qusu Tatars and intends to hand over Ningzhou City to foreign enemies, you want to cooperate inside and outside to attack Xisha San."
State, so the Qusu cavalry didn’t kill you, right?”
Bai Zeqing's dry and flaky lips moved. She struggled to listen to the interrogator's words, her throat rolled slowly, and she replied with difficulty: "No...no."
The interrogator said sternly: "Bai Yan set himself on fire out of fear of guilt and burned down the county magistrate's house. However, the documents for the affair were still found by the inspector and submitted to the emperor. Zhu Zi still dares to speak harshly. He is really stubborn!"
"Self-immolation for fear of crime?" When Bai Zeqing heard these four words, her sleepy head seemed to have been hit hard again. She murmured: "Impossible, my father is not dead, you lied to me... lied to me..."
My father was transferred to Ningzhou County for eleven years. He always treated the people in the city well. How could he collaborate with the enemy? It is impossible to collaborate with the enemy, and it is impossible for him to set himself on fire! All lies are lies!
Bai Zeqing had not closed her eyes for an unknown amount of time. She seemed to be hanging by a thread thousands of feet high in the sky. If she let go of her hand even slightly carelessly, she would fall to pieces.
The interrogator spread out the confession, glanced at it a few times, and said, "You said that you are alive because your brother saved you, right?"
The scene of that day appeared in front of Bai Zeqing's eyes in a daze.
The snow was so heavy, and the soldiers were fighting hard, falling one by one. Su Qi held up a dark and safe corner for her. The cold wind in the middle of the night was mixed with the sound of flying arrows, and the blood covered the clothes, and she was wailing and
Her breathing seemed to be close to her ears. Her brother said: "It's okay..."
Bai Zeqing's breathing was rapid and she was shaking on the chair. She grabbed her hair uncontrollably and choked uncontrollably.
"You lied." The interrogator raised the confession and dusted it at Bai Zeqing.
"Your eldest brother Bai Zeming died in the battle when the city was broken. Your second brother Bai Zesheng abandoned the soldiers and civilians in the city when the fire broke out in the governor's mansion and fled privately with his own soldiers. However, he was dragged to death by the Qusu cavalry with ropes attached to them.
When we arrived at the official road of Ningzhou and the Qusu Tatars massacred the soldiers and civilians in the city, they were all dead and could not save you at all."
Bai Zeqing's eyes widened, and his mind became even more confused. The interrogator's voice seemed to be far away, and there were only endless cries in his ears.
The eldest brother is so good with a spear that Ningzhou's army has no rivals. How could he die in battle? The second brother is just a nerd. He can't even ride a horse. Why did he run away with Lao Shizi's soldiers? It's all fake! It's all fake!
"Ah——" She shouted hysterically...
The interrogator banged the table and shouted: "Tell me the truth!"
Bai Zeqing struggled, as if she was trying to break free from invisible shackles, but she was pinned down on the table by the swarming guards.
"You are in a military prison. I forgive you for being a little girl, so you don't need a severe punishment. But if you are so ignorant, don't blame us for being ruthless. Someone, come and give him a punishment!"
Bai Zeqing's arms were tied with ropes, and then she was dragged to the open space in the hall. The bench was lowered with a clang, and her feet were tied to the bench. The sturdy man next to her lifted the prison stick, weighed it, and followed.
Beat it down.
"Let me ask you again." The interrogator stirred the foam in the tea and took a few sips slowly before saying, "Is Bai Yan a treasonous traitor?"
Bai Zeqing's consciousness was a little blurry, but he refused to let go. During the torture, he kept shouting: "No, it's not!"
The interrogator put down the teacup and said, "If you Bai family members were as tough as you on the battlefield, it wouldn't be my turn to interrogate you today. Keep fighting!"
Bai Zeqing gradually couldn't bear it anymore, and murmured hoarsely: "My father... is not a collaborator, don't try to deceive me, they... are all... alive..."
Bai Zeqing was dragged back, leaving traces of blood along his heels.
She leaned against the dirty and cold wall in a daze, her heart hurting as if a knife had stabbed her repeatedly, suppressing the pain from torture on her body.
She bit her lower lip hard to swallow the urge to scream.
She thought that they lied to her, attacked her, and wanted her to collapse, but she didn't.
She thought of that face, that young and handsome face with a ruthless look.
Bai Zeqing didn't recognize him, but he recognized the Northwest Cavalry.
On his armor is the wolf-eagle of the Northwest King, and he has a bird of prey on his shoulder. He definitely does not look thirty years old. He must be Wang Chi, the youngest son of the Northwest King and the brother of the Cavalry General Wang Ji.
The Northwest King had very little contact with the Bai family. He had no grudges in the past and no grudges these days. Why did his kick today seem like he wanted to take her life?
Could it be that Bai Yan really...
Bai Zeqing shook his head hard to get the thought out of his mind.
This action made her brain even more dizzy. She slid down from the wall and lay motionless in the dirty hay...
The alley has become a river of blood...
There was fire everywhere and screams in my ears...
Another person fell down, and the dead man with his face covered in blood stared at Bai Zeqing.
Where is the way out? Where are the reinforcements?
Brother Qi covered her head, and blood fell on her face drop by drop. She heard Brother Qi breathing rapidly, and she felt that the desperate sobs in her throat were about to be suppressed...
"Brother is an iron wall!" Su Qi struggled to squeeze out a smile, "Just hold on and you'll be fine. Reinforcements will arrive soon after you hold on. When you get home, I'll teach you carving, and I'll ask dad to teach you how to paint thangkas..."
Bai Zeqing suddenly woke up with a startle.
She looked up at the narrow window on the prison wall - wisps of white smoke creeping into the prison in the dark night, drowning her.
This smell is so familiar!
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