It's hard to seal a fool

Back in that dark and damp dungeon again, the scene of Zhao Xi being whipped and gouged out his knees was still vivid in his memory, and Qin Shou felt that he was about to suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder.

Hanging on a familiar frame, her slender wrists were tied tightly with ropes, she lowered her head and said nothing.

"I really underestimated Divine Doctor Qin, I didn't expect to have the ability to be a spy." Zhao Bisi pinched her face and forced her to look up, "There are some punishments, this king really can't bear to use them on a woman. "

"Prince Jin," Xiao Liu said from the side, blood running down his forehead, "Qin Shou doesn't know much, just hit me."

"You will be a hero," Zhao Bisi kicked hard, "Why haven't I seen you like this before? You are like a silent dog beside me, but my heart is facing north!"

"Beat me hard until the place where Zhao Xi and that fake messenger are hiding is found out!"

Qin Shou curled up his fingertips in silence, water dripped quietly in the damp corner.

She understood that Zhao Xi would not come to rescue them.

All of this was set up long ago, even without Yu Wenzhi's arrival, Qin Shou would definitely use this bitter trick.Until that person saw the truth hidden in Fucheng, until that person came back here full of resentment.

In the wilderness, An He galloped past on horseback, his cloak showing a dashing and heroic appearance.

A day ago, she rushed to Fucheng full of joy, and the moment she opened the door, there was only a thick bone beside the bed and an unpleasant smell in the air.

Everything proves that this dead body is the biological mother that An He has been looking for for many years. An He only knows that Zhao Bisi imprisoned her as a tool to blackmail him into doing things.

However, she didn't know until today that her biological mother had already starved to death in this house.

In the other courtyard of Fucheng, An He covered his chest with his hands and trembled silently, and knelt down on the cold stone floor with his body, tears dripping into the cracks.

Zhao Bisi, for more than ten years, I have regarded you as an elder brother, and I am willing to be the knife in your hand to eradicate dissidents for you.

But it turns out that this is how you repay me!

In the past two days, An He abandoned the carriage and continued to drive non-stop. The pain in her legs from grinding the saddle hindered her all the time. Only the deep resentment in her heart became the driving force for her to go back.

At the gate of the city, An He held a token in his hand and galloped into Yancheng.

However, everything around is different from before. There are no pedestrians on the street, and the guards are guarded by the Jin army.An He jumped off the saddle wearing a cloak, and was about to rush into the city lord's mansion.

"Princess! Doctor Qin was arrested by the prince and is being tortured in the dungeon!" The servant girl rushed over and blocked An He's way to the study.

"What did you say?"

"I can't hold it anymore..."

In the gloomy stone room, the surroundings are cold and dark, only a small window near the top reveals a gleam of light, which is hard to touch.

Qin Shou's lips were shriveled and his complexion was pale. It was clearly the twelfth lunar month of winter, but beads of sweat on his forehead wet his broken hair, which stuck to his temples.

The iron whip fell again, tearing through her clothes with a dull sound, and landed heavily on her body.Qin Shou shuddered and gritted his teeth to hold back, but tears came out of the corners of his eyes again.

"Doctor Qin, Doctor Qin—" Xiao Liu hurriedly shouted.

The blood was mottled, and the flesh was split. A few days ago, Qin Shou patted his chest and agreed, but now he just wants to bite off his tongue and say regret loudly.

I regret that I took less anesthesia before coming in.

Sure enough, being a hero is still not suitable for her.

The effect of the medicine gradually faded, and Qin Shou felt pain all over her body, and her body gradually became numb again, and even her consciousness began to blur.

An He, why haven't you come back...

Suddenly, the sound of jingling rings rang in my ears.The expected next whip did not fall, Qin Shou half-closed his eyes and looked at it. In the dimness, An He stood in front of her in a dusty body, grabbing the whip that was swung down.

Blood dripped down the palm.

"Let her go." She said coldly.

"But the prince said..."

"The princess ordered you to let her go!"

The executor hurriedly saluted, "This subordinate will report to the king—"

Before he finished speaking, the man covered the dagger stuck in his neck with his hands, his eyes widened and he fell down twitching.Xiao Liu on the side watched silently, not daring to breathe.

The rope was untied, and Qin Shou fell powerlessly into An He's arms, grinning again in pain.Bloodstains meandered down her bosom, An He's eyes were fixed on her with a bone-chilling coldness.

Until the sound of hurried footsteps came from behind her, she raised her face, raised her red lips slightly, and turned her head as if nothing happened and asked:

"Where is brother?"

When Zhao Bisi heard the news, he frowned slightly.

"Women who are emotional are really dragging this queen down."

He was standing up when An He suddenly pushed the door open and came in, poking out half of her head. She was still dressed in blue and short brown, mottled with Qin Shou's blood.

"How dare you come to see this king." Zhao Pisi snorted coldly.

"Brother, long time no see." She closed the door behind her back and raised her bloody palm to greet Zhao Bisi. "I went out to do something important, brother, don't blame me."

"Where have you been these days? Do you know that the old man escaped from the dungeon?" Zhao Bisi stretched out his right hand to take off the wrapping cloth, and suddenly lost an index finger. "When I need you, I will never find you. What is the use of my king raising you!"

An He seemed not to hear, stretched his palm casually, printed bloody handprints on the wall, turned around and pointed at Zhao Bisi's masterpiece, "It's okay, it's just a finger, I can help you grow it back."

"Is this true?" Zhao Pisi's dark eyes flashed with hope, and he laughed loudly, "Okay, you are indeed my king's good sister!"

An He tilted his head and smiled innocently. "Then brother, didn't I tell you that you are not allowed to touch her."

"Who is moving?" King Jin was taken aback, "Qin Shou?"

"Yes."

"But Qin Shou is a spy," Zhao Bisi walked up to her, with a firm tone, "No matter what, I must get Zhao Xi's whereabouts from her. She is a woman and she must not be able to withstand torture. It will be a matter of time before she reveals it." .”

"But I told you," An He's smile slowly faded, "you are not allowed to touch her."

"You stubborn!"

Zhao Bisi's temper also came up. He turned around and leaned on the table to look for it, "What kind of woman do you want? I won't be able to find you in the future? It just so happens that I have a letter from your mother here. Take a letter from your mother." See lovesickness—”

Suddenly, his pupils widened. Behind him, An He hugged him tightly. A dagger was inserted straight into the spine, and the blood seeped out and continued to flow out.Zhao Pisi hooted and turned his head away with difficulty.

"you……"

"Then I have to thank my brother. My mother who has been dead for many years can still ask someone to deliver a letter from the underworld. How about I also ask my brother to deliver a letter for me?"

"What did you say……"

"I asked you to keep my mother safe, but you killed her!" An He raised the corners of her lips, pulled out the dagger mercilessly, and stabbed it in again.

"I told you not to touch Qin Shou, but you just want to!"

An He held the dagger tightly in his hand, and asked in a puzzled tone, "Why did you do this, brother?"

Zhao Bisi's body trembled suddenly, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it anymore.He can only feel that his life is passing by quickly, no, he hasn't been enthroned to sit in that position yet, he obviously has a chance, obviously——

She whispered in her ear, "Brother, please tell my mother, just say, I gave her a big gift."

An He let go of him, and took a few steps back, Zhao Bisi finally fell down powerlessly, slumped on the table, blood gradually soaked his back robe.

An He pushed open the door and went out. The people guarding outside rushed in immediately after smelling the strong smell of blood. On the table, the index finger of Zhao Bisi's left hand was cut off and put together crookedly on the empty space of his right hand.

"Pass down the order of the princess, summon the generals of the Jin army to stay behind, and say that the king of Jin will see you."

The guard was taken aback, and just about to draw his knife, another guard beside him suddenly drew out his dagger and stabbed it down.There was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind him, and the guard came to An He and saluted respectfully.

"promise."

The wind picked up under the eaves, blowing An He's broken hair. She threw away the bloody dagger, took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood on her hands, and walked towards the inner courtyard step by step like an ordinary girl in a boudoir.