Quickly pass through the troubled water: blackened by the scumbag and sick male protagonist Chapter 564 The White Moonlight of Powerful Officials [1v3] 67
Chapter 564 The White Moonlight of Powerful Officials [1v3] 67
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."
Wei Changce lost all his strength after being pushed like this by her, and could only lie flat on the couch.
He readjusted his breathing: "It would be embarrassing to shout out, but I am."
"Okay, stop talking, shut up."
"Your Majesty will always stay with me, right?"
Bai Wu said nothing, staring at his hand that was holding on to hers, racking her brains to think of a solution.
Bai Yuming has been out for long enough. If she doesn't show up, he might really torture Rong Chen to death.
How can she complete her mission if she is dead?
Wei Changce seemed to be aware of her intention, and held his hand a little harder.
As a result, a few more streams of blood gushed out from the wound.
The imperial doctor was so frightened that he said, "Prince Wei, please don't move around again."
He lost too much blood and could no longer hear the doctor's words clearly.
My vision gradually became hazy.
But he still tried his best to call out the name that was deep in his heart and did not dare to call out.
"Mei'er."
When Bai Wu raised her head, she happened to catch a glimpse of a tear running down the corner of his eye into his temple.
Bai Wu: "."
You are obviously unconscious, why are you still so stubborn?
After trying again to break free, Bai Wu took out a silver needle from the imperial doctor's medical box, frowned and asked: "Which acupuncture point can I prick to make him let go of my hand?"
Imperial Physician: "This"
"This is an order." Bai Wu's tone left no room for doubt.
The imperial doctor shook and quickly pointed out an acupuncture point.
Bai Wu plunged in without mercy.
Wei Changce really relaxed.
She quickly took out her hand, breathed a sigh of relief, got up and walked out of the hall.
Ying'er has been waiting outside.
When he saw her coming out, he hurriedly greeted her.
Bai Wu straightened her clothes and said, "Where is the high priest?"
"Returning to Your Majesty, he was taken to Zhao Prison by King Wei."
Bai Wu sighed.
Sure enough, he took revenge.
She looked up at the sky that was about to light up, and rubbed her sore eyebrows tiredly.
After struggling all day and night, she still hadn't closed her eyes.
Sure enough, dealing with three fragments at the same time is a bit difficult.
After this plane ends, she must take a few more days off!
"That's all, Ying'er, you go to Zhao Prison with my handwriting. No matter whether the assassination is true or not, it's not appropriate to lock the high priest there. I'll go back to sleep for a while, and I have to go to court later."
Ying'er glanced at her worriedly: "Where will the high priest be placed?"
Bai Wu's eyes fell on the green-tiled red wall in the distance.
"Just Weiyang Palace."
Bai Wu, who came down from court, drove straight to Weiyang Palace without even changing into her dragon robe.
No less deserted and quiet than before, the Weiyang Palace at this moment was surrounded by guards on the third and third floors, and it was no less solemn than the strict Zhao Prison.
Seeing the arrival of the holy driver, Commander Xiao Yan quickly led his people to bow and salute.
Bai Wu waved her hand and motioned for them to get up.
"How is the high priest?"
"The imperial doctor has already come to see me and said that he is fine for the time being."
Bai Wu asked again: "What about King Wei? Did he say anything?"
"Prince Wei," Xiao Yan replied stutteringly, "Prince Wei didn't say anything, but he didn't look very happy."
Bai Wu: "."
My head hurts even more.
"Forget it, I'll go in first, you are all waiting outside, no one is allowed in."
"yes!"
When Bai Wu opened the palace door, she had mixed feelings for a moment.
Half a month ago she was Liu Qiqi, a lonely and helpless peasant girl living here.
Now that she comes in again, she has become the emperor who is above ten thousand people and dominates the world.
Fate is really strange sometimes.
There was nothing burning in the room, and it was dark, cool and a bit scary.
Bai Wu originally thought that Rong Chen would be lying on the ground dying.
Unexpectedly, he was sitting in front of the window neatly dressed, playing Go alone without any opponent.
Bai Wu made a light "tsk" sound.
After being tortured like this by Bai Yuming, he still had time to play chess.
This Rong Chen is also a tough guy.
She walked over casually, not hiding the teasing tone in her mouth.
"I am really impressed by you, the priest."
Rong Chen dropped a sunspot without saying a word.
The silence all around was eerie.
The only sound left was the sound of his son hitting the chessboard.
Bai Wu didn't think anything of it, she stroked her coat and sat opposite him.
The golden crown on his head swayed slightly, making a pleasant tinkling sound.
Only then did she realize that the gold mask he had always worn on his face had a corner burned off, which was a bit glaring.
And his eyes also looked a little dark and gloomy because of this damaged existence.
Bai Wu smiled and acted as if she didn't see it. She raised her hand and picked up a white piece, and it landed directly in the center of the chessboard like last night.
It looks out of place on a chessboard full of black stones.
But he takes charge of everything.
"Master Priest, no matter whether the arrow fell on me last night or not, you can't escape the crime of regicide."
"Even if your followers are all over the world, as long as I am miserable and combined with what happened in Lingnan Town before, it will only take a short time to drag you down from the altar."
Seeing Rong Chen still sitting there like a piece of wood without saying a word, Bai Wu clicked her tongue and supported her chin with her hand on the chess table.
"Is it possible that King Wei gave you a mute medicine? I didn't expect that he would dare to be so cruel to you. Don't worry, I will definitely find an opportunity to punish him."
Rong Chen's indifferent eyes fell on the white stone, and he finally said his first words of the day.
"Isn't this result exactly what His Majesty wants?"
The voice was weak but still intimidating.
Even though he fell and was damaged in battle, he still refused to give up his pride as the Son of God.
Bai Wu smiled.
"Master Priest, what do you mean by this? How can I bear to watch you kill each other? You are all my capable ministers and right-hand men."
After speaking, she straightened up, crossed the chessboard, and stared at him condescendingly.
"Actually, Lord Priest, I still have a way to spare your life."
Her voice gradually became more affectionate, and she raised her green-white fingertips and lightly touched the golden surface on Rong Chen's face.
"I think the priest is so handsome and charming, why don't you stay here and become my servant?"
Rong Chen finally reacted to her humiliating words.
He stretched out his hand and grasped Bai Wu's wrist, raised his dead eyes, and his voice was colder than ever before.
"This is not something you can touch, and this face is not something you can see."
Bai Wu laughed out loud, her red lips raised in a coquettish arc.
"What do you mean, Lord Priest? This world belongs to me. Is there anything I can't see or touch?"
Rong Chen looked straight at her calmly: "Does Your Majesty really think that you already have everything?"
Bai Wu broke free from the shackles and withdrew her hand.
"You asked very well. I do have a lot of things that I haven't gotten yet, but don't worry, I will get everything slowly."
When she said this, she looked at Rong Chen with naked eyes without hesitation.
It was as if a sinful goblin was coveting the cold god and vowed to drag him into hell.
Rong Chen tightened his fingertips, put his hand back into the chess box, picked up a black stone and dropped it.
Then he asked something confusing: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with your left hand?"
Only then did Bai Wu realize that his eyes had been staring at her left wrist wrapped in gauze.
After curling her lips knowingly, she said "oh" disapprovingly.
"I was caught by Prince Wei all night, and my skin was abraded, so I asked the imperial doctor to bandage it. Why, the priest just rejected me with his front legs, and then he started to care about me with his back legs?"
Rong Chen withdrew his gaze and regained his indifferent expression.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Bai Wu wasn't angry at all. She just chuckled and said, "Priest, you can think about it slowly and don't need to reply to me so quickly."
"I can wait."
Rong Chen: In a game co-authored by four people, I was the only one who was injured and was not cared about but was threatened, right?
