Jun Jiuling - Chapter 453

[Chapter 89]

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Rewarding the spirit beast eggs for Xiao Xiao Feifei (5.16)

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Although not really uncovered Layers of skin, but the pain is no less than this, the body of the person on the wooden bed shakes violently, and the hands on the wooden bed are also clenched violently.

But he still faced inward, without groaning at all.

“Zhu Zan, why are you doing this?” Lu Yunqi said.

As the speaker walked from the darkness to the torchlight, behind him was a rickety old man who held a medicine bowl in his hand.

The medicinal smell covered by the rancid smell is emitted from here.

He said these words, and the man on the wooden bed turned his head and read();

“Lu Xiaozao, you bastard, are you worthy of calling me by my name?” Zhu Zan said, “It seems that you haven’t beaten you in the past few years, so your memory is not good.”

Jin Yiwei on both sides looked angry and wanted to step forward. Lu Yunqi raised his hand to stop it, his face flickered under the light of the jumping torches, but he still had no expression at all.

“Master Shizi, in fact, you don’t need to kill Huang Ziqing,” he said. “Even if he wants to impeach your father and son, the emperor may not listen to him.”

Zhu Zan looked up at him and smiled.

“That’s how you tried cases and forced confessions?” He said, “With your **** level, if you hadn’t sold your conscience, it would be your turn to show off your strength.” These

words made the two Jinyiwei even more annoyed, but Looking at Lu Yunqi, he didn’t show any signs, and his eyes darkened, as if he was thinking of something because of Zhu Zan’s words.

It’s nothing special.

But many people who have been imprisoned are swearing or sarcastic like this.

But if Lu Yunqi cared about it because people scolded him a few times, he wouldn’t be alive until now.

Could it be because it was Zhu Zan who cursed?

First, it is the identity of the prince of Chengguo, and secondly, it is said that Lu Yunqi was assigned to the prince of Chengguo who came to the capital to lead a horse.

Maybe there was a grudge?

Or did you remember the humiliation of being a slave?

A person’s childhood experiences can always affect a lifetime’s emotions, and this is most clear to the Jinyi guards who are best at torture and extorting confessions.

They are also very good at using this against people who fall into their hands.

Lu Yunqi wouldn’t have been pierced so easily, could he?

In surprise, Lu Yunqi’s eyes have returned to normal.

“Since that’s the case, you should do your best, and don’t let Shizi look down.” He said blankly, turning around and stepping into the darkness.

The two Jinyiwei suddenly became energized. For them, torturing prisoners was already a hobby, just like those gamblers would be refreshed when they heard the dice.

As for who was being tortured, they didn’t care at all, as long as they were thrown into this prison, as long as Lu Yunqi ordered, the same goes for the prince and princess.

Seeing the two of them stretch out their hands to pick up Zhu Zan on the wooden bed, the rickety old man who followed Lu Yunqi in like a shadow and took a step forward.

“Don’t worry, don’t worry.” His voice was hoarse and dry, “Master Shizi hasn’t taken any medicine yet.”

“What kind of medicine are you using, old ghost?” The two Jin Yiwei said with displeasure that their interest was interrupted.

The old man who was called the old ghost coughed and smiled, raised the medicine bowl in his hand and stepped forward, looking at Zhu Zan on the door, the torch shone on his wound from the stick.

The old ghost’s face also showed excitement and joy, as if he saw the jade body of the oiran in the brothel lying in front of him.

“The execution methods of the eunuchs in this palace are getting worse and worse,” he said. “Look at how beautiful the wound is.”

As he said, he stretched out his hand and pressed it, and rubbed it twice in a bloody mess, like a child playing with mud.

Zhu Zan’s body trembled, but he still didn’t cry out in pain.

“Grass.” He said, frowning at the old ghost, “I really should send you to Zhenbei, so you can play enough.” The

old ghost smiled and picked up his hand, which was already covered with blood.

“Master Shizi, don’t scold me for reads(); the old husband and the young wife are the best little stepmother.” He said, “I want to heal you, don’t get me wrong, I’m not a bad person like them.”

He said, coughing He laughed again, revealing the teeth in his mouth.

“I’m a doctor.”

“I’m a doctor specially for those who are tortured, so that you won’t be tortured to death.”

He pointed to the two Jinyiwei next to him.

“They have a hundred ways to make people die, and I have a hundred ways to make people die.” The

more he said, the more excited he became.

“I heard that Miss Jun was able to bring her life back from the dead. Does that count as the same for me?”

After Zhu Zan said these words, the two guards in Jinyi next to him snorted.

“Old ghost, do your business, don’t talk.” They shouted, “Miss Jun is something you can mention.”

The old ghost obviously also noticed the gaffe, and a bit of unease and panic appeared on the originally happy face.

“I didn’t mean to.” He muttered, “I’m not disrespectful either, I admire Miss Jun very much.” He

reached out and dug a handful out of the medicine bowl and wiped the black plaster like a wall. On Zhu Zan’s wound.

This movement and the medicine made Zhu Zan’s body tremble.

“After using my medicine, they can use the criminal law on you, just use it casually. I’m not afraid that you will die if you can’t bear it.”

The old ghost’s voice shattered in the cramped cell, and the torches cast his stooped figure on the wall, like an old tree with dead branches swaying in the wind.

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Miss Jun sat up from the bed.

Probably because she was dreaming.

In order to ensure her sleep, she often uses some methods before going to bed.

These methods allow her to sleep well and not dream.

Dreaming is the most disturbing to the mind.

But this time she was still dreaming.

Dreams are short and simple, neither scary nor sentimental.

She dreamed of Duke Cheng, who was still sitting in her father’s study, reaching out to her.

A candied fruit in the open palm.

“Do you like to eat?” He smiled gently, his whole face shining like sunlight, “Take it and eat.”

She didn’t take the candied fruit, and she woke up with a start.

Looking at the lush green scenery of late spring outside the window, Miss Jun let out a sigh of relief and got up and got out of bed.

“Are you going out? Where are you going? No one has sought medical attention recently.”

After breakfast, Fang Jinxiu frowned when she heard what Miss Jun said.

It’s so messy at this time, it’s better not to go out.

“I’m not looking for someone to see a doctor, I’m looking for Zhang Baotang.” Miss Jun said, “I want to know how they plan to save Zhu Zan.” (To be continued.)

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