Was the whole group wiped out in the previous life? Reborn to drag the crippled king into the bridal

Mo Zhaohua pricked up his ears and listened, "Why is there no sound during Wuying's interrogation?"

Chu Xuanchi thought for a moment, "Maybe his mouth is blocked. Is Zhao Zhao afraid of being tortured? Do you want to go over and take a look?"

"Forget it. I'll just wait for news here. If anyone comes from the palace or government office, I can go and deal with them."

Mo Zhaohua had just finished speaking when Yueying came in to report, "Master, Princess, the Jinwu Guards are here."

The Jinwu Guards are the army responsible for city defense, patrolling the city day and night. They must have received the news and rushed over.

It was a pity that he arrived too late and the fight was already over, but Mo Zhaohua still wanted to go out and meet him.

Thinking of Emperor Wenzong, she even suspected that the Jinwu Guards deliberately came late. "They came at the right time. They came after the assassin left."

Since Chu Xuanchi was in a coma, he couldn't go. "Please help Zhaozhao and buy some time for Wuying and the others."

If the Jinwu Guards knew that there were still assassins alive, they would be qualified to take them away for interrogation. They would not know what they would get out of the interrogation.

Mo Zhaohua also knew the pros and cons of this, "Okay, I'll go to the front yard right away."

When she passed by a servant's room, she heard Wuying's questioning voice, "Tell me, who ordered you to do this?"

In the lower room, Wuying and Shuying were interrogating the assassin Laoqi. The poison in his mouth had already been taken out, and he wanted to die but couldn't.

The assassin, Lao Qi, was lying on the ground with his hands and feet tied, his neck stiff, "Even if you kill me, I will never betray my master."

His body was covered in whip marks and blood. These were the whippings from Wuying and Shuying. But he was not afraid and endured it with gritted teeth.

Wuying sneered, "You think too much. It's rare to leave a living person. How can we bear to kill you so easily?"

Shuying held a dagger in her hand. "Killing you is not as good as making you live a life worse than death. I am just learning the torture of slow slicing."

Wuying glanced at him sideways, "Didn't you just start practicing your Lingchi punishment on dead people? Are you planning to practice on living people?"

Shuying twirled the dagger, "This is a good opportunity, so I'll take it if I don't use it. I'm afraid I'll miss it, so I always carry this knife with me."

The two seemed to be chatting, but they were actually speaking to the assassin, the Seventh. They wanted to intimidate him first, and if he remained stubborn, they would really take action.

"Then I'll add something too." Wuying raised his voice and ordered the servants outside, "Prepare some chili water and send it in immediately."

The assassin Old Seven spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, "Do you think I'm afraid? What if life is worse than death? I'm not afraid!"

Shuying smiled and squatted down in front of the assassin, pointing the knife at his chest, "I don't care if you're scared or not, I just want to interrogate you to my heart's content."

With one strike of his knife, he actually cut off a piece of flesh from the assassin's chest. The assassin screamed in pain, "Ah——"

Shuying chuckled, "Why are you yelling? This is just the beginning. The flesh of a living person feels different from that of a dead person."

As he spoke, he stabbed the assassin again. This time, the assassin did not scream, but only let out a suppressed cry of pain, "Ugh..."

Shuying turned the dagger on his wound and dug out the flesh. "You are really a man. You really won't cry out if you say so."

The assassin clenched his teeth tightly, cold sweat dripping down his forehead, but he still couldn't help but groan, "Hmm..."

Shuying continued the execution, "As a beginner, I'm afraid I can't do a thousand cuts, but cutting a few hundred times is no problem."

What he said was not really the punishment of being cut into pieces, he had never learned it. What he said just now was just to scare the assassin, but it had no effect.

The servant quickly brought the pepper water to the door, and Wuying brought it in. "Wait a minute, it's my turn now. I rarely use harsh punishments."

He slowly poured pepper water on the assassin's wound. The assassin could no longer hold back and let out a shrill scream, "Ah——"

The wound from having his flesh cut out alive was already painful, and then the spicy chili water was poured on it. He couldn't hold back the pain even after biting the back of his teeth to pieces.

Wuying not only poured pepper water on the wound on his chest, but also on the places where he had been whipped before. He didn't want to leave any place alone and poured pepper water on them one by one.

Shuying continued to inflict new wounds with the dagger, "We have plenty of time, and with the court doctor here, we can guarantee that you will not die."

The Assassin's voice was trembling, but his mouth was still firm, "Don't waste your time and words, I will never betray my master."

At this time, Mo Zhaohua had just arrived at the front yard and saw the patrolling Jinwu Guards.

The captain of the Jinwu Guard clasped his fists and saluted, "I heard that assassins attacked the Prince Yu's palace at night, so I led a team to help."

Mo Zhaohua walked to the main seat and said, "You are a little late. The assassins are either dead or escaped. There is no need for you to take action."

The captain of the Jinwu Guard knelt on one knee and apologized, "I was not competent enough and failed to arrive in time. I wonder if the prince was injured?"

Mo Zhaohua showed a worried look, "If the prince had not been seriously injured and unconscious, this princess would not have come to see you."

The captain of the Jinwu Guard looked a little ashamed, "I am guilty."

Mo Zhaohua raised his hand and said, "Get up. This happened suddenly and you were patrolling nearby. It's not your fault."

After talking about the assassin and Chu Xuanchi, she sent the Jinwu Guards back to the backyard, but did not go to the east wing, but went to the lower room.

The main courtyard is big enough and has many rooms. On weekdays, only Pearl Amber, Huaying or Yueying will live in the main courtyard.

Wuying was familiar enough with the main courtyard and knew which rooms were usually unoccupied, so he brought the assassin in and used it as an interrogation room.

The servant waiting outside pushed open the door, and before Mo Zhaohua went in, a strong smell of blood hit his nose.

She took out a handkerchief, covered her nose and walked in. She stood behind Wuying and asked, "What's the situation? Did you pry open his mouth?"

Wuying turned around and replied, "My princess, not yet. This assassin is very stubborn. Even cutting off the meat and pouring chili water on it is useless."

Mo Zhaohua deliberately said: "Why not send him directly to the palace? I heard that the methods used by the Heavenly Prison are endless, and no one has ever been able to withstand it."

Emperor Wenzong was also one of the suspects. After she said that, if the assassin was really his man, he would be eager to be sent to the palace.

However, when she stared closely at the assassin's eyes, she only saw a quick flash of fear in his eyes, not joy.

It seems that it is not Emperor Wenzong!

Mo Zhaohua was about to leave. "If you dare to hurt the prince, you deserve death. You continue the interrogation. I dare not watch any more, so I will leave first."

The main courtyard is now too messy. It was already a mess after being beaten up, and now people are coming and going and cleaning up the yard.

Pearl and Amber were directing the servants to clean up the west wing first, throwing away what needed to be thrown away and replacing what needed to be replaced.

Mo Zhaohua took a few glances and went to the east wing. Chu Xuanchi was still lying on the bed. He was indeed weak after hurting himself.

Seeing Mo Zhaohua slowly walking in, he asked in a low voice: "Has the assassin not been recruited yet?"

Mo Zhaohua was a little curious, "How did you know that I had been to the interrogation?"