Yun Luo stared at the prince's face closely, seeing every subtle expression on his face. How could he believe the prince's nonsense?
"I'm asking you nicely. If you don't know what's good, don't blame me for being ruthless." Yun Luo sneered lightly, pushed the dagger forward, and cut into the prince's neck bit by bit.
She pushed slowly deliberately, the dagger was extremely sharp, cutting through the flesh inch by inch, and blood flowed down stream by stream.
It soaked through the prince's collar.
"I... really don't know!" The prince was sweating in pain, the muscles on his face were twitching, and his facial features were almost ferocious.
"Can't you tell, His Royal Highness has a lot of backbone?"
Seeing that the dagger was about to cut the prince's throat, the prince bit him to death and refused to let go.
Yun Luo stopped his hand and laughed coldly, "It's really impressive!"
The prince cannot die until the whereabouts of the child are revealed.
He is dead...
The whereabouts of the child are gone.
Can Yun Luo allow this to happen? Obviously not.
"You are not even afraid of death. Do you have the backbone, or does the prince think that I dare not kill you?" Yun Luo smiled sarcastically, with the blood-stained dagger still lying coldly across the prince's neck.
The prince was frightened when she told her what she was thinking.
He didn't dare to say anything more. He just snorted coldly and refused to speak.
Yun Qingyue and others stood not far away, watching helplessly as Yun Luo threatened the prince, but they did not dare to get close and were anxious like ants.
"Yun Luo, are you really crazy?!"
"Stop it!"
"Bitch, if you dare to hurt His Highness the Crown Prince, you will die!!"
Whether it was warnings, threats or abuses, Yun Luo turned a deaf ear to them all, as if he couldn't hear them.
But the prince is in her hands, and life and death depend on her thoughts.
Even though Yun Qingyue and others were extremely anxious, they did not dare to act rashly for fear of irritating Yun Luo and killing the prince.
What should we do? The prince cannot die...
Yun Qingyue was so anxious that her mouth was bubbling.
"You think that if I don't kill you, there will be no other way?" The corner of Yun Luo's mouth suddenly raised a strange arc, and the cold light in his eyes flashed, extremely cold.
The prince suddenly sensed the danger, and before he could react, Yun Luo waved his hand mercilessly and raised his knife!
The sharp dagger sliced directly towards the prince's finger.
"No -" the prince's face suddenly changed, and he screamed in horror before he could stop him.
Unfortunately, he called too late.
A flash of cold light.
A finger on the prince's left hand was cut off in an instant.
"Ah——!" The prince screamed in heartbreaking pain and tried to struggle like crazy, but Yun Luo pressed the dagger against his throat again.
He was covered in cold sweat from the pain, and his face was as hideous as a ghost, but he dared not move.
"This is just the first one."
Yun Luo smiled coolly, as ruthless as a devil.
"Next, there will be a second one, a third one... The meridians in your right hand have been severed. Wait for me to cut off all the five fingers of your left hand one by one! I would like to see a prince with useless hands.
, can you still secure your position in the East Palace!"
As she spoke, she raised her hand slightly, as if planning to chop off another one.
"I say! I say anything!" A trace of horror flashed through the prince's bloodshot eyes.
Yun Luo's words were clearly a threat, but they threatened the prince's fatal point.
It’s not that the prince is not afraid of death, but he has seen through Yun Luo’s rat-throwing device.
For the sake of the whereabouts of the kid who was snatched away, Yun Luo couldn't just kill him...