Dongling Ziluo took a deep breath and told himself never to be angry with a woman like Feng Qingchen. Once he started arguing with her, he would fall into her trap.
After calming down, Dongling Ziluo said majestically: "When I ask you a question, who else do you want to allow you to answer?"
Feng Qingchen gave King Luo a faint look and said aggrievedly: "Didn't His Highness King Luo just say, "Feng Qingchen, who allowed you to speak like this?" So no one allowed Qingchen to speak."
"Pfft..." If it weren't for King Luo's dark face, Yu Wenyuanhua would have wanted to laugh out loud.
This Feng Qingchen is so funny, how come there is such a funny person.
Yu Wenyuanhua's smile brought out all the anger that Dongling Ziluo had suppressed. Looking at Feng Qingchen's eyes, he wanted to laugh.
Yu Wenyuanhua's smile reminded Dongling Ziluo of the time when Feng Qingchen held up his lower body and threatened him in the palace.
This is the shame of being a man. Every time he thinks of that scene, Dongling Ziluo wants to cut Feng Qingchen into pieces.
Dongling Ziluo glared at Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen, you are arrogant, right? Today I will crush your arrogance under my feet.
"Feng Qingchen, kneel down." Without any warning, Dongling Ziluo attacked Feng Qingchen.
Being able to humiliate Feng Qingchen openly and openly is such a good opportunity that Dongling Ziluo will never let go.
"Yes, Your Highness." Feng Qingchen was very cooperative, with no trace of dissatisfaction on his face.
After deciding to pursue a life in the imperial city, Feng Qingchen convinced himself that he had to get used to the rules of this world.
Kneeling is one thing she must learn. No matter whether she can accept it or not, she must kneel down when she sees someone who should kneel. No matter how repulsive she is in her heart, she cannot show it on her face.
Feng Qingchen's cooperation made Dongling Ziluo feel bored, but he couldn't take advantage of it, so he had to focus on when Feng Qingchen left the city, why he left the city, and why he appeared here in a mess.
What happened outside the city?
Okay, after asking a lot of questions, the main point is to ask what happened to Feng Qingchen.
Hearing Dongling Ziluo's question, Dongling Jiu moved his head slightly, as if he was also waiting for Feng Qingchen's answer, but unfortunately...
Feng Qingchen disappointed everyone. No matter what Dongling Ziluo asked, he just said he didn't know. He was obviously lying, but he was calm, his eyes were clear, and he was extremely righteous.
Even if Dongling Ziluo deliberately exudes the majesty of the royal family, even if Yuwen Yuanhua deliberately releases his murderous aura, Feng Qingchen's expression remains unchanged.
Just kidding, she is a military doctor who has been trained in anti-interrogation. Not to mention overwhelming her, she is not afraid of being tortured. Faced with torture to extract a confession, she, Feng Qingchen, can even lie and withstand the polygraph test.
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She has tried torture and torture to extract confessions, and she has tried them all. Of course, she knows some of the perverted criminal laws for extracting confessions, but has never seen them.
Because the instructor who trained them said that once you encounter that kind of perverted and tortured forced confession, you have two choices. One is to tell what you know, and the other is to commit suicide.
Among the two methods, the instructor suggested that they choose the latter, because in the hands of that kind of pervert, life would be more terrifying than death.
Unexpectedly, what I learned back then was useless in modern times, but it was used one by one in ancient times. It was not used to deal with the enemy, but to deal with Dongling Ziluo, a heartless man.
Dongling Ziluo asked for a long time, but nothing came out. No matter how he asked, Feng Qingchen looked calm and composed.
Seeing Feng Qingchen's calm face, Dongling Ziluo felt angry and had no place to express his anger. He couldn't ask a reason, so he simply didn't ask. He flicked his sleeves and let Feng Qingchen kneel down and talk to Dongling Jiu.
He Yuwen Yuanhua continued his inspection.
Feng Qingchen saw Dongling Ziluo leaving and was about to get up and leave. Unexpectedly, as soon as she moved, a guard came forward.
Snap... A spear was placed on Feng Qingchen's neck: "King Luo has an order. Without King Luo's order, Miss Feng is not allowed to get up."
In other words, if Dongling Ziluo forgets the existence of Feng Qingchen, then she, Feng Qingchen, will kneel to death?
Feng Qingchen nodded, indicating that he heard it, and knelt down very cooperatively. He also adjusted his posture to avoid kneeling for a long time and hurt his body.
It doesn't matter if she doesn't kneel down, the knife is placed on her neck. No matter how arrogant she is, Feng Qingchen can't stand up to Ming Ao. Dongling Ziluo is the prince, so he has a way to deal with her.
And this was another reason why she didn't dare to leave the capital. In the capital, she, Feng Qingchen, could be considered a "celebrity", and Dongling Ziluo or the mastermind behind the scenes had to consider the consequences of killing her.
But outside the capital, Dongling Ziluo can erase her existence without leaving any trace, and no one will find her.
At the gate of the city where people were coming and going, Feng Qingchen was just kneeling there in a medium coat. Passers-by pointed at her from time to time. They didn't know what happened at the gate of the city, but when they saw Feng Qingchen kneeling there,
I also asked about them one by one.
As a result, the news that Feng Qingchen had returned to the capital from the suburbs in disheveled clothes again spread like flying to every corner of the imperial city.
Some people didn't know what was going on. When they saw Feng Qingchen kneeling there with guards guarding her, they thought she had made some mistake, so they boldly threw the rotten vegetables in their hands at Feng Qingchen.
Bang... Feng Qingchen was startled, and turned sideways to avoid it. The opponent hit the target empty, and Feng Qingchen stayed on the spot.
The other people, seeing that the guards did not stop or scold them, started smashing them too.
Before Feng Qingchen could react, bang bang bang... rotten vegetables, steamed buns, eggs, etc., were all coming at Feng Qingchen one after another.
Feng Qingchen stared blankly at the crowd, refusing to dodge or dodge. She couldn't believe that one day she would encounter such a thing and face such an insulting attack.
Feng Qingchen wanted to stand up, rush to Dongling Ziluo, and ask him what he wanted, what should he do to Feng Qingchen, so that he would be satisfied?
But the soldiers behind her didn't give her a chance. As soon as she moved, a spear was put on her neck.
After confirming that Feng Qingchen would not move, the four soldiers guarding Feng Qingchen tacitly took a step back to avoid disaster.
Feng Qingchen just knelt on the spot and allowed the people to smash him...
Feng Qingchen could dodge once, but couldn't dodge twice.
Bang bang bang...
Soon, Feng Qingchen's clothes were filled with the smell of rotten vegetables, and her body was painful from being hit. The most important thing was not the pain on her body, but the embarrassment and shame in her heart.
This was trampling her Feng Qingchen's dignity under her feet and trampling it hard.
Feng Qingchen was so angry that his whole body was trembling, and he wished he could dissect Dongling Ziluo.
Feng Qingchen will never forget today's shame for the rest of her life.
After growing up and living for two lifetimes, this was the first time she faced such humiliation. If, if she hadn't been strong enough, she wouldn't have been able to survive, and even if she had survived, she would have been shameless.
Feng Qingchen clenched her fists tightly to suppress the anger that was about to burst out.
Facing the actions of the ignorant people, Feng Qingchen did not dodge, but straightened his back and let these people throw them at him. Facing the despised god of the ignorant people, Feng Qingchen did not show weakness, but looked back with arrogance.
Dongling Ziluo could trample on her dignity, but he could not smooth away the pride in her bones, Feng Qingchen.
Snap... An egg hit Feng Qingchen on the forehead. The yolk and egg white flowed down her cheek. The cold liquid made Feng Qingchen shiver.
Feng Qingchen didn't cry or feel resentful. She silently raised her right hand and wiped it gently. She took a look at the person holding the egg towards her.
A little girl with braided hair, about five or six years old, looks innocent and cute.
A little girl? Naive and ignorant, she can be forgiven!
The little girl was startled when she found Feng Qingchen looking at her. She hurriedly hid behind her mother and looked at Feng Qingchen timidly, with uneasiness and timidity in her wet eyes.
Feng Qingchen knew that this little girl was just being bewitched by adults for fun. She had no idea what it meant to throw eggs at her.
Feng Qingchen shook his head and smiled faintly at the little girl: "Don't be afraid, sister is fine."
After saying that, he even pulled back his hair and exposed his forehead so that the little girl could see clearly that she was not injured.
What hurts when an egg hits her is not her forehead, but her heart, her dignity...