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Chapter 111 The Dumb Woman (35)

Shen Jinzhao put away his mournful expression, and said arrogantly, "It wasn't us who did it, what did this princess do? Just beat him, torture him. But..."

Shen Jinzhao sneered, "If this princess is allowed to return to Nanzhao, no matter what, she will vent her anger on his behalf and wash away the humiliation we have suffered here!"

"Then, what did the eldest princess say to the lower official? The lower official is following the order of my Great Jin Emperor. This is not Nanzhao. The prestige of the eldest princess cannot be blown here." The official smiled slightly, "Here It's the Jin Dynasty's Chief Criminal Officer, the eldest princess will remember it well."

"If the eldest princess thinks about it someday, remember to ask someone to call the next official, and the name of the next official is E Xi. Farewell." The official left with the people after speaking.

Across a layer of iron railings, Shen Jinzhao grabbed the sturdy pole, his eyes blushing, "A Ting, bear with it, bear with it. Xiao Quguang will definitely call for help from my brother, and it won't be long. We can get out."

Swallowing a mouthful of blood, Song Zhiting panted and leaned over, reaching out his hand to hold her, but when he saw that his hand was also covered with blood, he hesitated and paused.

As if seeing through his worries, Shen Jinzhao grabbed his hand without hesitation, and placed it next to his cheek.

She smiled, "A Ting, now we are in trouble together."

Song Zhiting knew that if he didn't smile, she would be even more sad, so he could only endure the pain in his body, "We will definitely go out, we will."

"Well, I will definitely go out."

But the next day, a more brutal punishment came as promised.

At the same time, E Xi appeared in the cell, Song Zhiting's cell.

"The lower official has already given you one night. Since you are so stubborn and can't think about it, it's no wonder that you are the lower official."

As soon as E Xi's words fell, a subordinate brought a box forward. When he opened it, it turned out that there were large and small brushes made of iron. The tip of the brush was blooming like a lotus flower, but the tip of the petal was shining with cold light.

As soon as it was opened suddenly, the hostility inside rushed to the face.

Shen Jinchao's complexion changed, and he shouted sharply, "If you dare to use this instrument of torture, one day, I will make your life worse than death!"

"A tool of torture? What tool of torture? It's just a paintbrush." ​​E Xie said lightly, and then picked up one casually, "As for the lower official, although the things he does don't match Fengya, he did it when he was young. A painter's dream."

As soon as E Xi finished speaking, he greeted Song Zhiting with an iron paintbrush.

Song Zhiting was restrained and couldn't move. The iron paintbrush fell on his body suddenly, and his flesh and blood were instantly cut, rolled up, and gurgling blood flowed out.

He gritted his teeth, still trembling uncontrollably.

Shen Jinzhao's eyes widened, his pupils shrunk slightly, and it seemed as if the iron paintbrush had all fallen on her body, causing her to be out of breath in pain.

"Stop! Stop! Stop! I tell you to stop, can't you hear me?!"

E Xi completely ignored Shen Jinzhao's shouting, and only focused on scratching Song Zhiting's chest. Within a moment, it was already bloody and bloody, but looking carefully, it seemed to be carved with a bloody lotus.

Song Zhiting's body dripped into a pool of blood.

Shen Jinzhao's eyes were completely red.

Perhaps feeling that this was not enough, E Xi took another bowl of coarse salt from his subordinate and sprinkled it on Song Zhiting's wound.

You can imagine how painful it is.

Shen Jinzhao opened his mouth, but finally closed it, then turned his head away and stopped looking.

She knew that she could not soften her heart, she could not let go, and she could not confess her sins, otherwise Song Zhiting's sins would all be in vain.

Song Zhiting couldn't hold on anymore and passed out.

This night, it was extremely cool.

Shen Jinchao hugged his knees and nestled in a corner, staring at Song Zhiting without blinking, lest he really just fall asleep like this forever.

The cell was not clean, there was a foul smell, and there were squeaking rats running around.

But Shen Jinzhao's heart became cold and hardened bit by bit.

No matter who framed them, they have to pay the price and pay back ten times the injuries Song Zhiting suffered.

Song Zhiting was hanged by E Xie and endured thousands of times of torture, but he always held his breath, waiting for him to nod his head and admit his guilt, and personally say that he had killed the prince.

On this day, half a month later, E Xi still showed up on time.

Shen Jinzhao stared at him firmly, the murderous look in his eyes could not be concealed.

E Xi laughed, "Princess, please don't look at Xiaguan like this. Xiaguan is here today, not to torture Mr. Song."

E Xi made a gesture, and two subordinates of the criminal punishment department walked into their cell with a porcelain bowl each.

Both Shen Jinchao and Song Zhiting were firmly restrained. Looking at the reddish-brown water in the bowl, her expression changed suddenly, "What is this? What did you just do?"

E Xi laughed again, "Since the two of you are so tight-lipped, you would rather endure torture than open your mouth. If the living are stubborn, then the officials will have to ask the dead."

The meaning couldn't be more obvious, it was a bowl of poison, E Xi wanted to kill them.

E Xizai added leisurely, "There are not a few criminals who commit suicide in fear of crime. It is self-evident that you commit suicide by taking poison. Rest assured, the eldest princess, this poison does not look very good, but it tastes very good. There is no pain."

Over there, Song Zhiting had been forcibly poured down, but he was in a coma, some of the medicine dripped on his body, and for a while he couldn't tell whether there was more blood on his clothes or more medicine.

Shen Jinzhao was so desperate that he swallowed the poison without any resistance.

E Xie was very satisfied, and then left with a big smile.

If Song Zhiting died, her mission would fail, but if she died, she could come again.

She doesn't care much about failure or success.

Big deal, big deal she drags everyone here to be buried with her!
About a quarter of an hour later, Shen Jinzhao's head began to feel dizzy, and his eyelids became heavy.

She was thinking as she closed her eyes, it's good that he didn't wake up and didn't know anything.

The window of the cell was tall and small, and the light that came in was as weak as a firefly.But the wind was blowing from all directions.

It's so cold.

It's really useless, she thought, at a time like this, there's nothing she can do for him.

Shen Jinzhao's eyes went dark, and he completely lost consciousness.

"You have also seen that the eldest princess couldn't bear to see Song Zhiting humiliated in prison, so she committed suicide by taking poison." E Xi looked calmly, and said to Quin Guang in front of him, "It's not that I don't want to release him."

Quen Guang looked at the two cold corpses in front of him, with an angry expression on his face, "Jin Guo, I will remember all of them!"

Then Quen Guang ordered his own people to bring the bodies of Shen Jinchao and Song Zhiting back to the Song Mansion.

Song House.

The subordinates looked at the dead eldest princess and the future son-in-law, and looked at each other with bitter expressions.

"Your Majesty will arrive in a few days. If we see His Majesty's appearance like this, we will be in a terrible situation..."

The truth of the prince's murder has also been found out, it was done by another prince, and has nothing to do with Song Zhiting or Shen Jinchao.

Therefore, Qunguang is going to pick someone up today.But when he arrived at the Judiciary, E Xi said he didn't let him go. In the end, Quin Guang argued hard, but what he saw...was a corpse.

(End of this chapter)