Abolish the emperor into a concubine

"Ming... Brother Huang... save... Ming..."

"Zizhuo!"

Behind the screen, a cruel scene is taking place.

The beautiful young man lay on the ground without dignity like an animal, and the man behind him hugged him expressionlessly. The young man cried out in pain and begged for mercy, his voice was hoarse from crying, but Xiao Yingchi's tenderness could not be exchanged at all. .

"Zizhuo!"

Mu Zijin's eyes were scarlet, his eyes were about to split open, and his bloodthirsty eyes were like wild animals. He desperately wanted to rush over, but his hands were bleeding, but a pair of big hands firmly restrained his waist, letting him No matter how hard you struggle, you can't escape the restraint of the people behind you.

Xiao Zhenye clamped Mu Zijin's chin from behind, forcing him to watch what happened behind the screen, resting his head on his neck, "Look carefully at how your favorite brother is humiliated, this is Punishment for your own death."

The scorching breath sprayed in his ears, "He didn't have to suffer this kind of crime, it was all because of you, because of your self-inflicted death, that he suffered such humiliation, you caused him to be like this..."

Mu Zijin was forced to watch what happened behind the screen, but he was powerless to stop it. His eyes were red, and tears poured out uncontrollably, "I did it, why do you treat him like this? You punish me, you punish him." Me! Let him go and punish me..."

"Punish you? Who in Lingfeng Continent doesn't know that you, Mu Zijin, are not afraid of anything. Your only weakness is your younger brother. Only by punishing Mu Zizhuo will you have a long memory."

Xiao Zhenye leaned close to Mu Zijin's neck, "Do you still dare to commit suicide?"

"Don't... Ming... No... Uh..." The crying behind the screen continued.

Mu Zijin shook his head, tears streaming down his face.

"Speak!" Xiao Zhenye's voice raised a little.

"Brother Huang...Ming...Save...uh..." Mu Zizhuo's cry suddenly increased.

Mu Zijin was suffocating, "Don't dare! I won't dare again! Let him go! Let him go..."

The violence behind the screen continued, but Mu Zizhuo's resistance became weaker and weaker.

"Please...let him go..."

Mu Zijin was about to collapse, and repeated incoherently, "I don't dare anymore...don't dare again...let him go...please... .. let go

he……"

"Let him go..."

Seeing such a fragile Mu Zijin, Xiao Zhenye suddenly felt distressed. He subconsciously hugged Mu Zijin tightly, but he didn't let Xiao Yingchi stop.

If he does something wrong, he will be punished. Only by letting him experience despair can he really have a long memory.

"Let him go...please...let him go..." Mu Zijin couldn't break free from Xiao Zhenye's shackles and could only beg for mercy in a broken heart.

"Please...let him go..."

"Your Majesty, General Liu, please see me." Just when Mu Zijin was about to despair, a guard's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Only then did Xiao Zhenye make Xiao Yingchi stop, and he asked Xiao Yingchi to temporarily take Mu Zizhuo back to Prince Chi's Mansion to take care of him, and told the palace staff to take good care of Mu Zijin, and went to see Liu Haoyan with a serious expression.

"How does Your Majesty want to deal with Mu Zijin?" Seeing Xiao Zhenye, Liu Haoyan went straight to the point.

Liu Haoyan has been dealing with Liu Anyi's funeral these days, and there is an inexplicable sense of vicissitudes in his body, and his whole person looks even more profound, which makes people unable to figure it out.

Liu Haoyan stared into Xiao Zhenye's eyes, expressionless on his face, "I heard that His Majesty brought Mu Zijin out of the dungeon, and has been arranging it in the Hall of Mental Cultivation these days..."

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Mu Zijin had calmed down now. He was wrapped in Xiao Zhenye's mink fur coat, and was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, when he suddenly heard the slight sound of the window being opened.

When he turned his head, he saw a purple figure come in and cast an extremely seductive wink at him.

It's Xia Yunyang.

"Why are you here?" A look of surprise flashed across Mu Zijin's eyes.

Hearing that Xia Yunyang was defeated in the previous battle, plus there was no news of Xia Yunyang for so many days, he thought... he didn't expect him to be

Standing in front of him unscathed.

It is also a blessing in misfortune.

"Of course I came to save you, you little heartless one, you finally got rid of Xiao Zhenye and came back to see you that day, but you left without even saying hello..." Xia Yunyang pouted, looking aggrieved Extremely.

Xia Yunyang said it lightly, but in fact the battle was much more intense that day, Xiao Zhenye seemed to have gone crazy that day, fighting endlessly.

Xia Yunyang was seriously injured in that battle, and was brought out by Yin Dang and other personal guards. He fell asleep on the bed for several days before waking up. When he woke up, he heard that Mu Zijin was taken away by Xiao Zhenye and trapped in the Hall of Mental Cultivation News for seven days and seven nights.

It is self-evident what will happen if Mu Zijin is locked up in the Hall of Mental Cultivation for seven days and seven nights. Xia Yunyang is in a state of anxiety. As soon as he can get off the ground, he hastily formulated a rescue plan, and broke into the palace before he recovered.

After inquiring that Xiao Zhenye had left, he entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"The guards outside have been knocked out, but this is only temporary. Xiao Zhenye may come back at any time, and Yin Chang can't last too long. We have to hurry up."

As Xia Yunyang said, he picked up Mu Zijin who was on the bed and walked out.

But just after taking two steps, he couldn't move anymore, and vaguely heard the sound of the chain shaking.

Xia Yunyang was slightly taken aback, he put Mu Zijin on the bed, and went to lift the mink coat off his body.

"Don't!" Realizing Xia Yunyang's intentions, Mu Zijin subconsciously grabbed the mink coat on her body.

But it was too late, the coat on his body was completely lifted by Xia Yunyang.

The moment the robe was lifted, Xia Yunyang's eyes instantly turned scarlet.

Mu Zijin was not wearing anything underneath, and her fair body was covered with various deep and shallow marks, some even oozing blood.

One can imagine what happened.

The man was terribly thin, with almost only skin and bones left on his body, and a thin gold chain was tied around his ankles and waist.

And the other end of the chain is firmly nailed to the wall...

"Don't look..." Mu Zijin hurriedly grabbed the mink fur coat and wrapped himself up, panic flashed in his eyes, he wrapped himself up tightly

Yes, the hands under the mink sweater tightly hugged the knees, and the head was buried in the knees, wishing to hide himself.

"Ajin..."

Seeing Mu Zijin like this, Xia Yunyang's eyes turned sour, and his eyes turned red instantly. He hugged Mu Zijin tightly in distress, and kissed his hair, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry, I'm late. …”

"You guys are really sincere. I left for a while, and you hugged each other. If I came back a little later, wouldn't you even have children?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came, they turned their heads, and saw Xiao Zhenye with a dark face.

Xiao Zhenye came back at some point, but they didn't notice anything!

The guards surrounded Xia Yunyang and Yin Dang, Xiao Zhenye's face was like a black cloud pressing down on the city, and he walked towards them step by step.

Mu Zijin's body trembled subconsciously, and he wrapped himself even tighter, his eyes full of horror.

After these days of torture, Mu Zijin was afraid of Xiao Zhenye. He was so terribly afraid that when he saw Xiao Zhenye now, his body would automatically react.Feeling Mu Zijin's trembling, Xia Yunyang subconsciously stood in front of him, blocking Xiao Zhenye's gaze.

Mu Zijin also shrank subconsciously towards Xia Yunyang's back.

Seeing the interaction between the two, Xiao Zhenye suddenly smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and there was a cruel and gloomy undercurrent rolling inside.

"Zijin, you are not good again, how should I punish you?"

The cold voice seemed to come from hell, and it also brought back the wind that belongs to the coldness of hell...

"Choose one." Xiao Zhenye brought Xia Yunyang and Chi Yu to Mu Zijin, and handed a knife to Mu Zijin.

Looking at the knife in his hand, Xia Yunyang, who was tortured to death, and Chiyu, who was emaciated from hunger, Mu Zijin's heart skipped a beat. He looked at Xiao Zhenye, "What do you mean?"

"Xia Yunyang and your horse, only one can survive." Xiao Zhenye held Mu Zijin's knife-holding hand and aimed at Xia Yunyang's heart, "You choose Xia Yunyang?" Then he moved to Chiyu, "Or your horse?"

Mu Zijin's hands trembled slightly.

"I'll count to three, if you don't make a choice, none of them will live."

Xiao Zhenye's voice hit Mu Zijin's heart like a hammer."

Mu Zijin didn't move, but his hands trembled violently.

H—j?

Mu Zijin still didn't move, his hands trembled even more.

But Xiao Zhenye hadn't finished counting "three", Mu Zijin turned around suddenly, turned his elbow quickly, and stabbed the knife into his heart with lightning speed.

But Xiao Zhenye moved faster, seeing that the knife was about to sink into his heart, Xiao Zhenye grabbed Mu Zijin's hand suddenly.

Just in time to meet Mu Zijin's cold and murderous eyes.

Sharp and cold, without any hesitation, like a predatory beast.

Mu Zijin really wanted to kill him.

Tried to kill him again.

She really wanted to kill him without hesitation.

Xiao Zhenye suddenly laughed, sadly and ironically.

He had forgotten that Mu Zijin was such a cold-blooded person, no matter what he did, no matter how much sincerity he gave to him, Mu Zijin would never be moved.

He never had a place for himself in his heart, and he never softened his heart.

Even if only a little bit.

Even if I am a person who shares the bed with him every day and blends body and mind.

He thought that even if his heart was a stone, there would be a day when it would be warmed up.

But Mu Zijin's heart is not a stone, but steel. Even if it is forged at high temperature, it will not melt that iron heart at all.

That being the case, don't blame him for using another method to make him remember him.

Xiao Zhenye's eyes flickered, and he exerted force on his hand, only to hear a muffled groan, Mu Zijin's hand was cruelly twisted off, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground.

"Ah Jin! Cough...cough cough..." Xia Yunyang was agitated and coughed violently because of the injuries on his body.

Xiao Zhenye pinched Mu Zijin's jaw with such strength that he seemed to crush his bones, his eyes were dark, "I gave you a chance to choose, but you didn't want it, so don't blame me for choosing it for you... ..."