Help! The innocent prince always tries to seduce me clumsily

"It's time to go and greet this Mr. Liu."

Chu Shitong stood up and said, "Bishui, stay here. When Si Jingli wakes up, remember to bring him some food."

Bishui asked quickly, "Your Highness, don't you want to eat something first?"

Chu Shitong shook his head, "I have no appetite. Forget it. Oh, by the way, ask Gu Qiushui to prepare a bowl of contraceptive medicine for me. It's the kind that is foolproof."

"Doctor Gu prepared it yesterday, and told me to burn it when he left."

Chu Shitong said: "Then bring it here now."

……

In prison.

Chu Shitong and his men found the cell where Liu Zeshan was.

Liu Zeshan was tied up in the cell, and a rag was stuffed in his mouth to prevent him from committing suicide.

Rushuang opened the door and Chu Shitong walked closer.

Liu Zeshan was sober. When he saw Chu Shitong, he whimpered like a madman and tried to make a sound.

Chu Shitong was not in a hurry. He asked Rushuang to move a chair and sit down, then he spoke slowly.

"Give him some debilitating powder."

Rushuang stepped forward, held his chin forcefully and forced him to drink a whole bottle of Shilisan.

This medicine only made Liu Zeshan lose his strength. He could still speak, but it was not so convenient for him to bite his tongue to commit suicide.

Liu Zeshan collapsed to the ground, but his eyes were not filled with hatred and anger like Wu Wenchang's. Instead, he looked Chu Shitong up and down, his eyes revealing a perverted sense of satisfaction.

Chu Shitong really couldn't stand this guy. He was so disgusting. He was still looking at her with lustful eyes. If she didn't want to know who the woman in the painting was, she would have dug out his eyes.

"Liu Zeshan, did you ever imagine this day would come?"

Liu Zeshan suddenly laughed strangely.

"Hehehe... I never thought about it, but I am very satisfied to have today."

Chu Shitong frowned, feeling disgusted and nauseous.

"Don't you understand what kind of situation you are in now?"

Chu Shitong gave Rushuang a look, and Rushuang immediately understood what he meant and stepped forward to beat Liu Zeshan mercilessly!

His stomach was kicked so hard that it was about to pop out, and two of his front teeth were knocked out.

By the time Rushuang stopped, Liu Zeshan's face was already bruised and swollen.

Chu Shitong said coldly: "I found a painting in your study. Many years ago, there was a woman who looked very similar to me. Tell me about her, otherwise I will use all the criminal laws on you now."

Liu Zeshan's face was swollen and his mouth was covered in blood, but when he heard Chu Shitong's question, his loss of front teeth did not affect his crazy laughter at all.

“Hahahahahahaha…So you wanted to know this…Hahahahaha…”

Rushuang stepped forward and stepped hard on his fingers. The sound of broken finger bones was heard strangely. His whole hand felt like it was shattered. The pain made him turn pale instantly and he cried out in pain.

Rushuang said expressionlessly: "If you continue to be disgusting, I will crush every one of your fingers."

It turns out that Rushuang also finds this person disgusting.

For the first time, Chu Shitong felt that Rushuang had emotions.

"Don't be in a hurry, let's torture first."

"Yes."

The first set of torture instruments that Rushuang picked out was a set of iron needles that were one finger long.

She burned the needle over a candle until it was red, and then stabbed Liu Zeshan's finger with it. She did not pierce the fingertip, but the fragile gap between the nail and the skin.

A needle inserted hard!

Liu Zeshan was in excruciating pain and his screams were heartbreaking.

You can see the burnt iron needles through your fingernails.

Chu Shitong drank her tea quietly, as if the hellish screams had nothing to do with her.

Rushuang inserted five needles in one breath before stopping. One of Liu Zeshan's hands had become pale and as stiff as a deathly person's.

Chu Shitong put down the teacup and said slowly, "It doesn't matter if Master Liu doesn't say anything. I have many ways to make you speak."

Liu Zeshan almost rolled his eyes in pain, and foam was flowing from his mouth uncontrollably.

"It seems that Master Liu is very determined." Chu Shitong waved his hand, "Rushuang, cut the meat off his other hand. I want to see if Master Liu's bones are also so hard."

When Rushang was about to take action, Liu Zeshan begged for mercy in great pain.

"Don't! I said!"

He gasped in pain with every word he spoke.

Chu Shitong gestured to Rushang to stop with satisfaction.

"Whatever I ask, you answer. Do you understand?"

Liu Zeshan nodded with a haggard and pale face.

"I understand...I understand..."

"Who is the woman in the painting who looks exactly like me?"

Liu Zeshan panted and said, "It's... the princess of the previous dynasty... Xuan Wu Yue..."

Chu Shitong was stunned.

She seemed to have thought of something extraordinary, and asked hurriedly, "When did you draw this picture?"

"This painting... was drawn based on another painting... I have never met Xuan Wu Yue in person..."

Chu Shitong frowned. If the painting was based on another one, there must be some differences between the two paintings.

Drawing is something that is subjective. If an artist sees that a person has big eyes, he may draw them bigger. Another artist thinks that a person has small eyes, he may draw them smaller. If one paints based on a painting without seeing the person in person, the person he draws may not necessarily look exactly like the person.

"Where is the other painting?"

"I don't know... I also saw it when I went to the Western Regions many years ago... The painting was once in the hands of a wandering merchant in the Western Regions..."

"What's the name of that traveling merchant?"

Liu Zeshan gritted his teeth and said, "I can't remember clearly... the painting was later taken away by the royal family of the Western Regions..."

Chu Shitong suddenly remembered that Princess Linglan once said that she looked familiar. Could it be that she had seen that painting?

"How do you know that the woman in the painting is Xuan Wu Yue?"

"After the fall of Tianxuan Kingdom... the founding emperor of Beiqing once ordered the burning of all portraits of Xuan Wu Yue... I once saw a painting like this hidden in the Princess's mansion... Later, I heard from a Western Region merchant that I knew the woman was Xuan Wu Yue..."

Chu Shitong was shocked.

Doesn't that mean the princess knows that she and Xuan Wu Yue are almost exactly the same?

But according to Liu Zeshan's words, Chu Shiyu should have also seen Xuan Wu Yue.

The Chu family founded the country only thirty years ago.

Chu Shiyu had already married and had children before he ascended the throne, and Chu Shixuan was already seven years old when he ascended the throne.

The founding emperor was Chu Shiyu's father, the previous emperor, who died less than ten years after taking office.

Thinking about it now, it was only more than 30 years ago.

Chu Shitong is now seventeen years old. When he was born, Chu Shiyu had just ascended the throne for a few years.

An idea suddenly popped into her mind.

Could it be that I am Xuan Wu Yue's daughter?

Could it be that the princess Xuan Wu Yue of the previous dynasty did not die, but was hidden by Chu Shiyu?

But this is too absurd. How could Xuan Wu Yue's daughter be alive until now?

He looks almost exactly like Xuan Wu Yue. Could it be that Chu Shiyu is not afraid of being recognized?