Before Jiang Li even had time to take a bite of dinner, he was directly captured by the menacing Nan Zhiyi to the dark room, the huge palace, and the private torture chamber.

Nan Zhiyi directly tied Jiang Li to the pillar. If it were someone else, he might think it was a frame-up, but his princess was different. Rumors about him and the prince spread all over the capital. Meaning, because she didn't want her son to marry a man, even a concubine.

"Nan Zhiyi, why are you crazy again? How did I provoke you?" Jiang Li looked at the shocking instruments of torture around him, feeling a little scared.

"Tell me, where did you hide the documents, have they been delivered to the crown prince?" Nan Zhiyi took off the long whip from the wall, and walked slowly to him.

"What documents, I don't understand what you're saying," Jiang Li looked at him calmly, "You can't just lose something and just rely on me,"

"Jiang Li, I'm giving you a chance," Nan Zhiyi slowly raised his hand, "Say it or not,"

"If you want to commit a crime, there is no reason to worry about it," Jiang Li turned his gaze to the whip in his hand, his heart palpitating with fear, his father used to beat him, and he always whipped him with a belt, over and over again.

"I want to see how hard your bones are," Nan Zhiyi sneered, and with a whip, a bloodstain directly oozes from the pure white clothes.

Jiang Li gritted his teeth without making a sound, the corners of his lips were bleeding, and he was sweating coldly from the pain, "I, Jiang Li, will never admit to something I haven't done. As for the prince to frame me so arbitrarily, IQ is worrying."

In a blink of an eye, another whip came down, "You are so infatuated with him," Nan Zhiyi held the whip tightly in his hand, unable to tell whether it was anger or jealousy.

Jiang Li endured the pain in his body, but also faced a ruthless male protagonist, some words, just saying it once is enough, people who believe in you will naturally believe it.

"Then you know, your whole family is full of murders, all of which are the masterpieces of the empress and the Eastern Palace. He has never loved you, and he only cares about your father's position as prime minister. The lives of the soldiers were ignored, but this king came back alive, and the incident was revealed, so he put the blame on your father, a dog of a feather, and there is more than enough to die." Nan Zhiyi pulled Jiang Li's collar, so you can't be sober.

"My lord, if you have time, I'd better go and check if there is any detailed work in the mansion, don't stare at me and talk nonsense," Jiang Li said weakly, his body is too weak, it really hurts.

"Jiang Li," Nan Zhiyi yelled coldly, but the person in front of him fainted immediately, "Come here, take him out." He was looking at Ruo Liu Fufeng's body, and fell directly to the ground, his clothes soaked in blood. Poor.

He should have hated him, but why did he come to hug him, that is, he didn't want him to die now, he just wanted to crush all Jiang Li's self-esteem and pride.

Yu Meng looked at Jiang Li who was unconscious on the bed, opened the medicine box, cut his clothes, applied the medicine neatly, and said lightly, "This is the first person to lie on the prince's bed."

"It's just a person who always likes to seek death, and he has no sense of humor at all," Nan Zhiyi said while sitting on the side drinking, if he hadn't seen him clingy, he wouldn't have been so frustrated.

Bearing the title of princess, but thinking of other men in his heart, even if he doesn't like it, he will never allow it, but he has already sent someone to investigate secretly. There is only one person named Chengci in the Jiang family and even in the entire capital. An old man in his seventies and eighties.

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