Luomei raised her head and glanced coldly at the nanny, and then looked coldly at the dozen or so people who were kneeling on the ground, exhausted from torture, as if they were dead.
Luomei waved her hand and asked a dozen guards to come forward and take over her work.
"Give these loyal servants something tasty!" After Luomei said, the screams that had been extinguished in the room suddenly turned up loud, making people's eardrums hurt.
Luomei sneered, Ye Xue didn't care about other people cursing her, scolding her and other trivial things, but Luomei took it to heart.
"Enough...enough..." The wet nurse could no longer bear the screams in her ears. She screamed: "I said...I said..."
As soon as the wet nurse said this, everyone's eyes fell on her.
"Are you going to say it?" Ye Xue glanced at the nanny.
"I said!" the nanny said through gritted teeth with tears on her face.
"Okay." Ye Xue turned to Luomei and said, "Take out the five needles from the left hand of this little son of a slave! Go slowly, don't go too fast!"
"What?" As soon as Ye Xue said these words, the whole hall was in an uproar. The embroidery needle was inserted into the finger while it was still alive. It was already painful, but it was still alive and slowly pulled out... This was simply making people unable to survive and begging.
The most horrific torture that can lead to death...
"Why?" the nanny asked Ye Xue with a pale face.
Ye Xue smiled, with the ugly scar on her right cheek squirming like a ghost, so scary that people couldn't look straight at it.
Ye Xue said to the wet nurse: "Because I know you are not going to tell the truth yet!"
As soon as Ye Xue said these words, the nanny's face turned even paler, "Why do you know what I'm thinking..."
"Because I can see through people's hearts!" Ye Xue chuckled. As a professional killer, it is basic to understand some psychology.
"Do it!" Ye Xue urged Luomei again. Luomei obeyed Ye Xue's orders. Under the eyes of everyone, and calmly with the man's painful howl, he forcefully pulled the five embroidery needles out of the man's fingers.
came out.
Luomei flicked his right hand, first red blood drops splashed into the air, and then the embroidery needle fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
The embroidery needle soaked in blood showed a horrifying red and black color. When the embroidery needle fell to the ground, the man could no longer hold on and fainted for the third time.
"My son...my poor son..." The wet nurse was heartbroken.
"Still alive!" Luomei stepped forward and sniffed the man's breath.
Ye Xue directed two guards to carry the man down, and with Xuanyuan Xinglie's consent, asked an imperial doctor to treat the man's injuries.
Ye Xue waved her hand, and the guards dragged the wet nurse's more than ten relatives down and treated their injuries together.
Ye Xue smiled and said to the nurse: "You don't have to tell the truth, but I will ask the imperial doctor to heal the injuries of your precious little son and all your relatives, and then continue the game we just played... until you want to tell the truth.
It’s time to talk!”
As soon as Ye Xue's words came out, many people in the room were startled, and the Minister of Punishment even looked at Ye Xue in horror.
It should be said that the Ministry of Punishment has many tortures that make people want to die but cannot die, such as Ye Xue, who inserts a needle into a person's finger and then pulls it out.
He was half dead, then recovered from his injuries, and continued to torture, and then recovered from his injuries, and tortured again... The Ministry of Punishment only had a few methods that could not achieve the goal and never give up.