"Please, please, please, Mei'er is obedient and stays here. I just ask the three eldest brothers not to torture me." Chen Mei'er's knees softened and she knelt down, but was easily picked up by the cool official in black and thrown to the iron chair.
, then stepped forward and held her down.
The middle-aged man who had been caressing the torture instruments like treasures by the iron wall finally turned around slowly. He didn't look fierce. His face was as stiff as stone, with almost no expression, but his eyes were full of expression.
The coldness accumulated over the years is chilling.
Chen Meier's gaze stopped at the middle-aged man's face, and she was startled for a moment, and then she began to plead again, her voice even more miserable. Of course she knew that she would not survive such a big event, and she just wanted to die happily, but
Unexpectedly, he was thrown into this horrible place by Shao Kefan and tortured.
The middle-aged man lowered his hand and walked up to her. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but his tone was indifferent, "Are you the one the monarch specially ordered to serve well?" Then the corners of his mouth twitched, as if smiling, and mockingly,
"For such a weak woman to receive such favor, you have committed too many sins and gained blessings."
Chen Meier was completely powerless, "Brother, please, no, no, other than that, I can do whatever I ask Meier to do."
"Everything is fine." The middle-aged man laughed sinisterly, held up her face, looked at her for a moment, and praised without any warmth, "Beauty." Then he took off the clothes on her shoulders, but with
The snow-white shoulders were exposed at the same time, and there were also faint red dark spots. The man's hand paused, and he roughly pulled it up to cover it. His face did not conceal his disgust, "It turned out to be syphilis."
The two men who brought Chen Meier in just held her down tightly with expressionless faces. They did not cater to or object to the actions of the No. 1 executioner. However, when syphilis was mentioned, Chen Meier suddenly gained strength and shouted,
He broke away, threw himself on the iron door, and kept beating, "Shao Kefan, Shao Kefan, come out if you have the ability. It's you who pushed me to where I am today..."
The expressions of the two prison men changed, and they dragged her back to the chair. The torturer's head faced the iron wall for a moment, and his eyes wandered among the various torture instruments, and finally removed a half-body spiral iron chip.
The densely covered iron hooks turned around coldly.
"Let you taste the lightest punishment first."
Two jailors dragged Chen Meier's frame to the iron wall and embedded it in a human-shaped iron frame. With the push of a button, the iron frame automatically closed and bound all parts of her body. No matter how hard she struggled, she could not move.
A piece of cloth was stuffed into her mouth, and then, the iron hook slowly turned into her nostrils, and the rotating iron shavings scraped up the inner wing of her nose. The thin slices of flesh were cut open and blocked in her nostrils, giving off a smell of blood.
Inhale it into your lungs, and the blood slowly flows out.
The iron hook rotated, and gradually, the spiral iron shavings mixed with vague flesh and blood moved to the lower part of the iron hook. The extended sharp iron thorns deflected in the nasal cavity, and then pressed against the bridge of the nose.
It was inserted bit by bit.
Chen Meier's eyes were opened to the maximum, but her eyelids were drooping desperately. She watched the lower part of the cold iron hook slowly rotate, and blood flowed down. There were bursts of heart-piercing pain in her nose and bridge of her nose, and she made a dull "Woo" sound from her mouth.
But it was also shockingly big, filling the first compartment. Although her body was pressed tightly, it was constantly shaking and spasming. Big beads of sweat trickled down from her forehead, and her face was as pale as death.
The executioner looked as if he had come from hell, his expression was stiff, his movements were skillful and natural, and he patiently maximized the effect of the iron hook that was inserted into Chen Meier's nose.
The two prison guards witnessed such a tragic scene, with a hint of intolerance and faint fear occasionally flashing in their eyes. However, after all, they were personnel specializing in prison departments, and they had long been accustomed to this kind of thing, but they could not help but wonder whether this woman was related to the monarch.
What kind of hatred could he have to cruelly use his beloved woman as a trigger to detonate the Yiwei Palace?
When the iron hook protruded from Chen Meier's nostril, she had already passed out. She took out the blood-soaked cloth and wiped the blood under the nostril clean. She still looked like a fair nose bridge like Xiao Yufeng, without any trace of it.
Any signs of injury.
The door of Kuxin Prison opened with a bang. Under normal circumstances, because of the extremely gloomy and bloody conditions inside, there was only one opening to allow people to enter. However, this time, two doors were fully opened, welcoming in the sunlight that had been blocked outside for a long time.
The man in red walked in slowly and raised his hand. The dozen or so guards following him were stopped outside by the stone door that was re-closed. Because the first compartment was the closest to the stone door, the huge movement caused the room inside the compartment to move.
The three people who came in were slightly moved. The person who came in was at least in a position that was below one person and above ten thousand people. However, the vassal kings didn't like to take care of things, so you could imagine who was coming.
Chen Meier closed her eyes tightly, maintaining a twisted and painful expression, which made her charming face look a little deformed. However, other than that, there was nothing unusual about her. Outsiders just thought she was sleeping strangely.
The iron door of the No. 1 compartment also opened respectfully. The land of Shura is easily associated with dark red, but the red dress seems to come from the flowers of the other side. The demon is left in the world, although it is related to hell and death.
It's closely related, but there's no smell of blood at all.
The executioner and the two young torturers stopped studying the torture tools in their hands, stood up, slightly lowered their heads in front of the visitor, and said in unison, "Your Majesty." Although they had already guessed the identity of the visitor, the three of them could not help but be amazed, except for one person.
During the annual inspection of the prison, the monarch would definitely not come at other times, but this time because of this woman suffering from Hualiu disease, he almost burned his beloved woman to death in Yiwei Palace. She was really powerful.
!
"Wake up." Shao Kefan quietly stared at the man on the iron frame for a long time, his eyes filled with suppressed flames that could reach the sky and burn as much as molten iron, and ordered calmly.
The executioner brought up the bucket filled with ice water from the corner of the iron wall, placed it in front of the human-shaped iron frame, scooped up half the scoop, stepped back, and splashed it on Chen Meier's face with a "swish" sound.
Chen Meier's body trembled coldly, and she slowly opened her eyes, but her eyelids twitched violently because of the severe pain on the bridge of her nose. A blurred figure in red clothes appeared in front of her eyes, which became clearer and clearer. When her eyes were fully opened and clear,
He couldn't help shouting, "Shao Kefan, you beast." His body trembled and he made a gesture of jumping out. However, his whole body was tightly restrained, and only his head stretched out with difficulty, and his eyes stared unyieldingly.
Seeing her being so unreasonable, the executioner and the little cruel officer both had angry expressions on their faces. They were about to step forward to deal with her, but Shao Kefan raised his hand to stop her.
Shao Kefan smiled coldly, "But you have become more reasonable." Then he ordered the three of them, "You go out first."
"Why, Shao Kefan, you have done something wrong and you are worried about others seeing it?" Chen Meier laughed loudly, "What's so great about you, you are just a shrinking turtle..."
The three people who walked out of the iron gate all looked back at her with a warning look, as if to remind her of the inhuman punishments. Chen Meier's heart trembled and she stopped cursing.
"Tell me!" Shao Kefan was used to her rudeness. He nodded, looked at her with slightly lowered eyes, and asked the question that he had always wondered but didn't bother to ask. Just because Jian Xin wanted to know, he came in person.
"Why do you hate me so much?"
Chen Meier was startled. Is it because this insidious and treacherous person has committed so many sins that he can't remember it? She gritted her teeth, her voice was shrill, and every word was like crying blood, "Eight years ago, you were in the main hall of the National Assembly Palace.
He killed my father Zhang Taishu."
"What?" Shao Kefan was startled, but quickly calmed down, his eyes complex and unpredictable, "Are you Zhang Jiangchen?"
Eight years ago, Zhang Taishu, one of the five important ministers, was so bold that he tried to contact several neighboring countries to invade Cangteng. Unexpectedly, he was noticed by the monarch and was killed in the main hall in public.
It is said that Zhang Taishu had a charming daughter who was good at singing and dancing. She was only fifteen years old and had already captured the hearts of many young masters. When he ordered all Zhang Taishu’s family members to be executed, the anger of being betrayed once again surged into Shao Kefan’s heart.
With a sudden thought in his mind, he ordered Zhang Taishu's daughter, whom Zhang Taishu regarded as the apple of his eye, to be sold to a brothel, and ordered the household registration officer to cancel the Zhang family's registration number, which meant that he would no longer be recognized as a Cangteng person.
During her career in a brothel, Zhang Jiangchen passed away with hatred. She was resentful every day and couldn't sleep at night. She wished she could skin the cruel king with her own hands. By chance, she was abandoned by the brothel, and was abandoned by Zheng Xiaohan.
He was randomly picked up to deal with Bai Jichen, but was rescued by Jian Xin. She knew that she couldn't kill Shao Kefan, so she wanted to kill his beloved woman and make him suffer for the rest of his life.
Finally knowing the outline of the whole thing, Shao Kefan felt complicated and inexplicable for a while. Eight years ago, cruel punishments such as sitting together were not abolished, but killing was legal, but it was wrong to send the daughter of the guilty minister into a brothel as revenge.
Psychologically, he violated this rule.
Is this retribution? After all, it was me who was sorry for others first, which caused others to be sorry for Jian Xin, leading to the current tragedy. If there was no evil lady in the world, then it would be an irreversible tragedy.
Shao Kefan sighed, raised his palm and clapped it twice. Soon, the executioner and two cruel officials came in, with their heads slightly lowered in front of them, waiting for his instructions.
Shao Kefan glanced at Zhang Jiangchen, whose eyes were splitting, and ordered, "Take him to an ordinary prison and lock him up for life."
Zhang Jiangchen was startled, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes. He was actually kind to himself, or said that that place was more torturing.
The three of them couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then heard Zhang Jiangchen laughing, "Shao Kefan, why are you pretending to be kind? You are a wolf, and no matter how you pretend, you can't change your bloodthirsty nature. The women around you will just come one after another.
If you die, you deserve to be lonely and lonely all your life, hahahaha..."
"Shut up." Her words stung her, and Shao Kefan's heart trembled, and he shouted angrily, "Take her away and give her the medicine to make her mute." After saying that, he turned around with a puff of sleeves, his eyes a little sad, the wind and clouds were still rolling, and everything was changing in an instant.
Panic appeared on Zhang Jiangchen's face, and the bloodless face became even more pale. Then, she continued to laugh, "Hahaha, Shao Kefan, what are you afraid of? You are afraid sometimes too! Hahahaha..."
The two torture officers opened the iron frame mechanism, one of them tied up Zhang Jiangchen, stuffed the blood-soaked cloth into her mouth after the torture, and escorted her out of the Kuxin Prison.
The creepy laughter was still ringing, getting farther and farther away. Because it was stuffed with cloth, it sounded like mournful mourning. A slight change appeared on the face of the executioner who was still in the compartment. No matter how hard-hearted he was,
When a man sees a charming and weak woman being tortured, no matter what crime she has committed, his heart cannot help but soften.
After walking out of the Kuxin Prison, the heavy stone door slammed shut behind him. Shao Kefan raised his head and glanced at the sky. It was already four minutes later. It was the time when the sun was at its most fierce, piercing people so hard that they couldn't open their eyes. The red clothes on his body became blurry.
The phantom seemed to be burning fiercely and surrounded his whole body. However, his heart fell to the bottom of the ice cold, and it was as cold as bone marrow.