Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

In the Battle of Crescent Bay, the enemy's plan was defeated, and they had no choice but to withdraw their troops. There were not many follow-up matters.

So when Gu Ruojiao was almost recovered, Yuan Suye took her back to Qidi.

The first thing Yuan Suye did when he returned to Pingdinghou Mansion was to settle accounts.

After he put Gu Ruojiao to sleep, he and Ada went to the dungeon in the mansion where assassins were kept.

The dungeon is dark and cold.

In winter, the north wind blows in, while in summer it is humid, and ordinary people will catch a cold after staying here for a few days.

At this time, Zhu Peizheng was chained to the wall.

His lute bones were pierced and nailed to the wall with a three-finger-thick iron chain, as well as his hands and feet.

Injuries, big and small, were all over his body, and his clothes were in tatters, and he was completely devoid of his usual gentleness.

Hearing the footsteps, he slowly raised his head.

I saw Ah Da holding an oil lamp to light the lamp in the dungeon.

Immediately, Yuan Suye, wearing a black fox fur cloak, walked out of the darkness.

He lazily lifted his robe and sat on the chair directly opposite Zhu Peizheng. He held a small dagger in his hand and played with it at his fingertips.

When she looked at him, her eyes were cold and indifferent, as if she were looking at a dispensable item.

But the embarrassed Zhu Peizheng was not frightened. He opened his mouth and the sound he made was hoarse and unpleasant, as if he hadn't drank water for several days.

"You're not dead."

"On your behalf?" Yuan Suye raised his lips contemptuously, "It's a villain's behavior that cannot be put on the stage."

Somehow, a light word made Zhu Peizheng furious: "What do you know? How can a dandy like you understand my plan!"

Unfortunately, Yuan Suye had no intention of listening to his rebuttal.

He glanced at Ah Da, who slapped him across the face.

The force was so strong that one of Zhu Peizheng's teeth was knocked out.

"This is for my Jiaojiao."

Regarding what happened that night, Gu Ruojiao did not tell Yuan Suye in detail. Qingtong told Yuan Suye that there was a slap mark on Gu Ruojiao's face, and Yuan Suye deduced from it.

When he thought of his delicate and soft little girl being beaten, Yuan Suye felt that Ada's slap was not hard enough.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Peizheng was so depressed that he was still so arrogant.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Yuan Suye with a smile full of blood from his teeth: "It's just a slap, and the prince is so angry? Do you know that she also grabbed my breasts, which are soft and boneless?" Her hands are so wonderful that I really want to die on her."

His laughter was wild and arrogant, as if he was not afraid that Yuan Suye would kill him.

Yuan Suye's eyes turned cold as he plunged the dagger into his leg and pulled it out fiercely.

Zhu Peizheng groaned in pain, but smiled even more freely.

Not only that, he actually reacted.

"The prince's beauty tastes really good. Every time Zhu thinks of her, he can't help himself." He deliberately looked at Ying Yuan Suye with crazy and sick eyes.

However, Yuan Suye was not angered by him, but instead laughed.

The smile on Zhu Peizheng's face faltered.

But the next second he knew why Yuan Suye was not angry.

He directly destroyed the two ounces of flesh under him.

The pain was as severe as a hammer blow, and the pain made Zhu Peizheng's eyes black.

He screamed, and the blood quickly fainted, staining his pants red.

"Is it difficult to restrain yourself? I don't mind helping you."

He also laughed, but Zhu Peizheng's eyes were covered in pain, so he couldn't see.

But Yuan Suye didn't give up. What he liked most was to rub salt into other people's wounds.

Both literally and sub-literally.