Material Space: The Koi Little Lady of the Villain

"Your Majesty, he still hasn't explained anything."

Prince Ning suddenly became angry: "It's useless, if he doesn't tell me, he will continue to torture him."

The servant said with a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, you can't torture me anymore, I'm already dying."

"boom"

The dungeon door was roughly pushed open by Prince Ning. He stepped forward and pressed the iron pliers placed in the brazier on the man's shoulders.

"Hiss" Yitian was so painful that he woke up from a coma. His lips were trembling, and his whole face was pale, as if he was about to leave at any time.

Prince Ning asked someone to pick Yitian's hand tendons and hamstrings again, but Yitian's mouth was harder than the iron block. Even the servants who were doing the torture on the side felt that this man was really a man.Finally, Prince Ning lost his patience and said directly: "Go, cut off his little finger for me and give it to Zhang Yijun. If you don't send me the blueprint of the cannon, I will cut Zhang Yitian into pieces in one day."

As the knife fell from his hand, a ring was cut off from the bloody finger. Yitian was so weak that he couldn't make a sound. He just begged his eldest brother and Qixue to calm down and not be fooled. He was about to die. , even if he was rescued, he wouldn't be able to survive, just. . .He had not yet seen the unborn child.

them. . . . .It must be very cute.

Prince Ning came out of the dungeon and went to accept the appointment in a good mood.

After passing through the corridor, I finally saw the Flower Lady on the lotus bank. Prince Ning was intoxicated just by looking at her back. She was dressed in fox fur and elongated the beauty's figure. Zhang Jie turned around and saw Prince Ning, stunned on the spot.

Even the three thousand black hair swaying in the wind added a touch of charm to her alluring look. Prince Ning strode over and wanted to tuck the broken hair behind her ears, but Zhang Jie calmly said Stand sideways.

Only then did Prince Ning feel that he had lost his composure, and hurriedly poured a cup of hot tea for Zhang Jie to relieve the embarrassment.

Zhang Jie lowered his head and smiled. He couldn't help but feel sick in his heart. He just wished he could kill him with a bullet.

Zhang Jie sat down slowly. Only then did Prince Ning notice that the tips of Lady Hua's tender ears had turned red from the cold. He said calmly and proudly: "Lady Hua is a distinguished guest invited by this king. I'm not happy that you treat her so lightly." Go arrange some curtains and charcoal fires."

Zhang Jie blew the cup of hot tea in her hand: "Your Majesty, you don't have to be like this. I came here today just because I heard that there are many rare viburnums planted in the palace, so I shamelessly came to see them. I wonder if Your Majesty is free to accompany my family." Take a walk"

Are you kidding me? Once the curtain is closed, it will stop the screams every day. She only brought one maid with her today. The two women in this wolf den should avoid crawling into dead alleys. wonderful.

Prince Ning felt pity, but this beautiful lady was indeed not comparable to those rouge and vulgar fans, so he was willing to spend time to win the heart of a beauty.

Zhang Jieshi was walking in the garden, the soft white snow coating her with a layer of soft light. She suddenly realized that she didn't look like a real person, but more like a fairy about to ride the wind back.A patch of plum blossoms sits in the snow in the garden, corresponding to the touch of red. Zhang Jie prefers plum blossoms to the unseen viburnum. They bloom in the cold winter, and the red is dazzling: "The plum blossoms in the grass pavilion move first when spring returns, and the moon The snow in Manxu Courtyard has not disappeared.”

The woman's ethereal voice fell in Prince Ning's ears, so sad and sad.

"good poetry"

Another unfamiliar male voice came, and the two looked back and saw a man in black striding towards them.Looking at the man's tall and straight figure, he is still wearing a mask, which is full of mystery.

King Ning was unhappy.