After the princess entered the palace, the war god prince broke his back

Chu Nanyue suppressed the rage in her chest and said coldly, "Master Yao, do you want to force a confession?"

As she spoke, she was about to move closer to Chu Ziyu.

Yao Wenhong sneered and stopped her: "I have been in this position for so many years, and I have my own complete interrogation procedures. When dealing with such a tough case, I have to use some extraordinary means. What's wrong? Princess Yan can't stand it anymore?"

"If you can't stand it, hand over Chu Zixun!"

Chu Ziyu shook his head and said through his bloodstained lips: "...Ayue, let's go!"

I can't let my sister see me being tortured, otherwise, she really won't be able to bear it and will hand over my brother.

"what!"

A steel needle suddenly inserted into Chu Ziyu's fingers. He was caught off guard and couldn't help but let out a shrill roar.

Chu Nanyue was anxious. She struggled to move forward but was stopped by many jailers.

Su Xi also said sternly: "You Dali Temple are taking human lives lightly!"

"Take human life lightly? The princess has put such a heavy accusation on me, I cannot bear it. What I did was not wrong. I was just conducting a normal interrogation. If Chu Ziyu refuses to confess, I will do everything I can to make him confess, both to comfort the spirit of the deceased and to give an explanation to the family of the deceased!"

As he spoke, he played with the steel needle between Chu Ziyu's fingers.

Chu Ziyu's teeth were chattering in pain. His pale handsome face was covered with a dense layer of sweat, and his long hair was scattered and stuck to his face in a messy manner. He looked so embarrassed and miserable.

"go!"

“…Brother!”

Seeing that Chu Nanyue seemed hesitant to speak, Yao Wenhong curled his lips, raised his hand to pick up the red-hot iron in the charcoal basin, and deliberately waved it in front of Chu Ziyu to also add some fire to Chu Nanyue.

"Princess Yan, as long as you hand over Chu Zixun, I will release your elder brother immediately. I promise you that as long as your younger brother submits to the law, I will not torture him!"

Chu Ziyu saw Chu Nanyue's look of regret and hesitation, and he growled, "Ayue, don't believe him... he is lying to you... go away!"

Su Xi also felt sorry for it, but they were so insignificant in front of the court that they could not interfere with Yao Wenhong's behavior.

Because he is the boss of the Dali Temple and represents the imperial power. As long as Chu Ziyu is not killed, all physical torture is nothing more than a means of interrogation.

"Aren't you going to tell me yet?"

Yao Wenhong lost her patience and raised her hand to burn Chu Ziyu's chest.

Chu Ziyu's slightly trembling body felt the scorching heat. He clenched his left hand and screamed, "Ayue, go!"

His right hand was disabled and no longer obeyed his command.

"Stop, I said it!" Chu Nanyue finally shouted to stop.

Su Xi's tense heart slowly calmed down, and she looked at Chu Ziyu with a complicated expression.

"Speak!" Yao Wenhong withdrew his hand, but did not put down the branding iron.

"I can only tell you one person!" Chu Nanyue replied.

"I don't think you dare to play tricks!" Yao Wenhong signaled to the jailer to let her come over.

Chu Nanyue walked over slowly.

Chu Ziyu looked at his sister walking towards him, shook his head helplessly and said: "...Ayue...he is lying to you!"

"Stop, you can talk now!" Seeing Chu Nanyue getting closer and closer to him, Yao Wenhong stopped her coldly.

Although he is lustful, he knows what kind of women he can take advantage of and what kind of women he cannot take advantage of.

For example, although the beauty in front of you is tall and graceful, with bright eyes and white teeth, you must never be contaminated by her.

Chu Nanyue chuckled: "Why? Don't you want to listen or don't you dare to listen?"

Yao Wenhong sneered: "I think you don't dare to say it, hurry up, if you keep hesitating, I will show no mercy!"

Chu Nanyue suddenly looked back with an exaggerated expression: "Lord Yan, you are back?"

Everyone was shocked for a moment.

Some looked up, some looked back, and they all looked towards the direction of the gate. After looking for a while, they turned back.

After a while, Yao Wenhong frowned and asked, "Are you kidding us?"

After saying that, he didn't want to waste any more time talking to her, so he raised his hand and pressed the branding iron against Chu Ziyu's chest.

Chu Nanyue leaned over to block it without even thinking...

She thought she would be scalded into a roasted suckling pig today, but after waiting for a long time, she didn't get the unexpected burning sensation. Instead, she felt an icy cool touch on her back, and the strong smell of blood under her nostrils was replaced by a light sandalwood scent.

She narrowed her eyes.

Why does it feel so familiar?

But she didn't dare to turn around rashly. If she turned around, wouldn't the hot iron be hitting her face?

It was not until a pair of large hands wrapped around her slender waist that she could not help but look back: "Prince? Prince Yan? Are you really back?"

"what!"

Yao Wenhong had just been made dizzy by a fierce black whirlwind. By the time he came to his senses, the branding iron in his hand had already fallen on his feet. He belatedly realized what was happening and let out a roar like a pig being slaughtered.

After a long while, he hugged his burning feet and jumped up in anger: "You're still using this trick?"

"King of Yan! King of Yan! How can he come back from fighting in the West Sea thousands of miles away?"

"No matter who comes today, no one can save you!"

"King Yan is back?!" Su Xi also exclaimed in surprise, and then immediately put away the long whip in her hand that she was about to raise.

When she saw the scalding hot iron about to fall on Chu Nanyue's back, she couldn't help but stop it.

But who would have thought that the King of Yan would get there first.

She felt a pang of fear in her heart. If she had taken action just now, the nature of the matter would have changed. She might even be accused of treason, and the entire Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion would have been implicated.

She looked at Chu Nanyue who was completely wrapped in the black cloak and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.