Cannon fodder prince, he is always pretending to be innocent

There was an obscene look on Yu Cheng's face, which Song Qingchen had never seen before.It's like a completely different person from Yu Cheng who blushed frequently in the past.

"Fourth Uncle?" Song Qingchen frowned, turned to look at Song Yu, and called out tentatively.

When Song Qingchen read the book, he was already astonished by the methods in the prison.

Just thinking about those tortures makes one's scalp tingle.He really didn't want to experience it for himself.

The villain Fourth Uncle, who is beautiful in appearance but has the heart of a beast, took two steps closer to the wooden fence, "What are you calling Uncle?" His face was full of anticipation for a good show.

Song Qingchen was indifferent to the paper figures in this book.There is neither fear nor curiosity.But he didn't want to suffer some flesh and blood.

So Song Qingchen said in a low voice: "I just want to die quickly. Fourth Uncle doesn't need to play tricks to torment me."

Hearing that Song Qingchen begged for death, Song Yu was very surprised.

Seeing him like this, Song Qingchen couldn't help sneering.After all, he killed the two brothers directly, and he was a dishonorable emperor.A civil servant can drown him with his saliva if he says a word.There may even be some foolish and loyal officials who are unwilling to be loyal to his "new master".

The bloodbath of the emperor who usurped the throne did not happen once or twice in history.

So if this fourth uncle wants to seize power in a legitimate way without bloodbathing the court, he still needs some means.So that I don't bear the notoriety of seizing power and usurping the throne.Clean up your "usurper".

Now there are no such slogans as "the side of the Qing Dynasty" or "Jinguo is difficult".So he had no choice but to plant blame—the younger brother, King Jing, poisoned the emperor, and the fourth uncle "resigned in danger."

It is obviously a seizure of power, but it is also reluctant to "succeed to the throne".

That's why he went to "tasting wine and enjoying flowers" with ease that day.It must be Jin Yiwei in his hands, who tampered with the emperor's wine for him, and then took the opportunity to frame Song Qingchen.

Song Qingchen had already figured out his thoughts.

"Whatever you need me to write, just grind it, get a pen and paper, I'll tell you where my seal is, and you go get it yourself, just tap on the vermilion seal and that's it."

Song Yu's expression was a little strange, as if he was thinking about whether Song Qingchen was cheating.

Song Qingchen was silent for a moment, then said sincerely:

"It's just that I have a request before I die, and I ask fourth uncle to agree."

Song Yu was not a fool either, he didn't agree immediately, he just smiled and said, "Let's listen first."

Song Qingchen's gaze fell on the straw in the corner of the wall, where a chamber pot was covered, causing a faint air of anger to emanate from the cell.

"I..." Song Qingchen's face was as still as water, but the words he hadn't said made him frown slightly.

"I want to meet He Yuan."

Song Yu immediately changed his face, and asked sharply, "Why do you see him? You think I don't know, and you coveted him early?"

"From the moment he entered Beijing, you have tried every means to get close to him, huh? Nephew, why do you think he is entangled with you?"

Song Yu's expression became playful, as if the principal was looking at the mistress.

"You might as well guess what was going on in his mind when you two phoenixes were playing on the couch?"

Song Yu let out some cold smiles.

Knowing that he did it on purpose, Song Qingchen still felt a little uncomfortable.Not to mention chastity, but only for this sentence, whether it is true or not, it is enough to make Song Qingchen feel the pain of suffocation.

There was a rustling sound, Song Qingchen couldn't help looking for the sound.

Yu Cheng seemed to be agitated by these words, and he was flicking the straw on the ground with the toe of his boot.

In any case, Song Qingchen could tell from Fourth Uncle's words that he did have a kind of affection for He Yuan that surpassed that of teachers and students.

Song Qingchen couldn't help but smiled wryly, and was speechless for a while.

After a while, Song Qingchen completely calmed down.He felt that it was time for him to go, to return to reality.But he didn't know what obsession he couldn't let go of, so he said something that shocked even himself:

"I want to see He Yuan. Just a quick glance, you don't have to worry about what tricks I'm playing, even if it's across the cell, far away. I have nothing else to ask for."

With a click, Yu Cheng fiddled with his saber again.

During this conversation, Yu Cheng seemed restless.But he didn't say a word.But Song Qingchen faintly felt that this was not a restlessness of jealousy.If it was jealousy, then Yu Cheng should have said something sarcastic.

However, Yu Cheng was silent from beginning to end.

After a lengthy stalemate, Song Yu replied coldly:

"You don't deserve to see him."

Hearing this, Song Qingchen couldn't help but look up at Song Yu. His expression like a dog protecting food made Song Qingchen feel a little funny in a trance.

Song Qingchen turned his head slightly, looking at the small ray of sunlight that leaked in, the floating dust was shaky, and there was a special sense of peace in this cell.

"Fourth uncle, then you can get something, I just want to die quickly."

Song Yu struggled for a while, and when he was about to agree, Yu Cheng suddenly said:

"Your Highness, he is deceitful! This man is full of tricks and is used to deception! You can't trust him! Most of the 'King Jing's treasure' he said is fake. This person suddenly wants to die, maybe he is not the real King Jing at all. No Let him die, and keep him to find out the real King Jing's whereabouts. Wait for the subordinates to torture him first."

Yu Cheng persuaded him very earnestly, his eyes shining brightly.

Song Qingchen: "..."

Can't die? !

Yu Cheng's sudden operation made Song Qingchen very confused.He carefully looked at Yu Cheng.

Yu Cheng's chest was still heaving slightly, it could be seen that he was very emotional just now, and he was trying to calm down at the moment.He was staring at Song Yu closely, as if he cared deeply about Song Yu's next decision.

And Song Yu was also lost in thought by his words.What Yu Cheng said was not unreasonable.Song Yu was also really worried that if this King Jing was a fake, the real one would be out there, which would be a big threat to him.

Seeing that he hadn't made a decision for a long time, Yu Cheng simply walked out, walking very anxiously.

"Your Highness," Yu Cheng whispered in his ear, "how about..."

As he spoke, Song Yu's eyebrows relaxed, and then he revealed a wretched smile.It seems that Yu Cheng's poisonous plan is very suitable for him.

"Let's do it like this." Song Yu said leisurely.

Yu Cheng thought for a while, and then said: "The cell is full of yin, and this filthy thing will not stain His Highness's eyes. Please return first, Your Highness, I will definitely live up to my trust!"

After finishing speaking, Yu Cheng bowed and clasped his fists.When he looked up again, there was a vulgar and obscene smile on the corner of his mouth.

Song Yu left very satisfied.

The footsteps faded away, and the cell became silent again.

Song Qingchen sat down on the bed, seriously thinking about how to kill himself with the least pain.

It seems that Yu Cheng will definitely toss him to death, so he might as well end it on his own.

"Bang bang" a few times, Yu Cheng was tapping his fingers on the wooden bars of the cell.

"I just want to see He Yuan so much?" Yu Cheng's tone was playful, with a little hoarseness, like someone with a first hangover.

Song Qingchen ignored it, and still sat with his eyes closed.

"If you have anything to tell him, I'll bring it for you." Yu Cheng said leisurely.

Song Qingchen opened his eyes again and looked at Yu Cheng.

With a pair of brand new soap boots on his feet, he walked into the cell with lazy steps.

Song Qingchen glanced at him coldly:

"Tell He Yuan..." Song Qingchen paused, "That's all."

Yu Cheng glanced out and saw that there was no one outside the cell, and suddenly came over excitedly and anxiously like a child.

He even bent over and squatted in front of Song Qingchen, his eyes were bright:

"What did you bring, why didn't you say it again?"

Song Qingchen was suspicious for a moment, and the two looked at each other for a while.

Looking at this face, Song Qingchen suddenly felt goose bumps all over his body.

"Yu Cheng?" Song Qingchen stared blankly at Yu Cheng, "You..."

Just as he was talking, two Jinyi guards came outside, and they shouted inside:

"Master Yu, I brought it here. Come on now?"

Song Qingchen looked out, and what Jin Yiwei was holding seemed to be a stick for pinching fingers or calves, and there were several inexplicable instruments of torture.Another person was holding a few big thick wooden sticks in his arms, wearing iron chains, and holding a small hammer in his left hand.

The expression on Yu Cheng's face changed suddenly, and he put on a dirty look again.He got up and said arrogantly:

"No need, I thought of a more interesting one."

Jin Yiwei outside was slightly stunned, only to hear Yu Cheng order again: "Bring some bowls of clean water."

The two were puzzled, but they followed suit.Not long after, a few people directly brought in a large clay pot, filled it with water, and poured out a bowl full of water.

Yu Cheng straightened his belt, paced, and said leisurely: "My lord's hands are stuck on the weapon, I'm afraid it's inconvenient to relieve."

As soon as these words came out, the two Jin Yiwei immediately understood, and they all laughed, looking between Song Qingchen's legs with bare eyes.

"Subordinates come down to serve the lord Xiaojie, how about it?" Yu Cheng suddenly approached and sat on the bed, his eyes seemed to want to peel Song Qingchen clean.

After hearing this, Song Qingchen's face blushed, and he said vigilantly: "I want you to be disappointed, I have no intention of urging myself!"

Yu Cheng smiled cheaply: "The prince will have it soon."

"Down!" Yu Cheng stood up, raised his chin, and ordered to the two Jinyi guards.

"It's good to serve you." Yu Cheng stepped back two steps to the side, and did not forget to explain: "My lord is our distinguished guest, please drink it slowly, don't choke."

Song Qingchen's face changed in shock, and he finally understood why he brought a tank of water over!He stared at Yu Cheng, his lips trembling unconsciously.His hands were already stuck by the long weapon, and he still didn't forget to forcefully point at Yu Cheng and shout:

"Yu Cheng, you bastard! How dare you?!"

While speaking, two Jin Yiwei had come over and held him down, and they were about to pour water into his mouth!

"Yu... um..."

These two Jinyi guards had extremely strong hands. In order to make people submit, they pinched Song Qingchen's nose with great experience, preventing him from breathing through his nose.In this way, in order to breathe, the prisoner will urgently swallow the things in his mouth to take a breath and reduce the struggle.

"Cough, cough..."

After several bowls of water went down, Song Qingchen coughed violently from choking, coughing up the water all over the place.In an instant, a large area of ​​the front was wet, and it stuck to his chest wet and cold.

During the struggle, two locks of hair also fell out, and the person was still coughing until his face was flushed, and he felt like retching.

Yu Cheng said lightly: "That's enough, I'll 'serve' him for the rest."

The two brocade guards smiled evilly, and withdrew with their hands folded.

"You dare to touch me?!" Song Qingchen coughed unsteadily, but still roared desperately.

Yu Cheng frivolously touched Song Qingchen's face.

Song Qingchen moved away quickly, his eyes full of hostility: "Get your dog's paw away! You dog betrayed the emperor, you don't deserve to stand here!"

As he spoke, he coughed violently again. He was choked by those bowls of water and felt extremely uncomfortable. He always felt that there was still some water left in his lungs.

At the end of the cough, he was exhausted, and he couldn't help leaning against the cold stone wall, panting for a while, and glaring at Yu Cheng viciously.

Once again, their eyes met, and they faintly felt that Yu Cheng's gaze was somewhat pitiful.

Dazzled?

Song Qingchen was still trying to read more emotions from his eyes.At this moment, Song Qingchen caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, and Yu Cheng's posture of holding the knife was completely different from usual!

Yu Cheng holds the knife, and he never leaves the knife when he is on business, and always wears the knife at his waist.Fu Dao always touches the handle.

But at this moment, Yu Cheng was holding on to... the scabbard with his left hand.

The posture of him grasping the scabbard falsely seemed not quite used to the position of the saber.Among all the people Song Qingchen has met, only one person can make this movement.

That is the person who always hides a dagger or a thin blade on his body, is familiar with all kinds of long knives and short swords, and doesn't often wear a knife on weekdays...

He Yuan.