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

"The Frost Demon Blood was actually obtained by Marquis Changping's self-injury. It seems that we have wronged Marquis Changping!"

"Oh! It's bad. The Marquis of Changping must be going to die if he is entrusted with his son!"

Upon hearing this, Du Fei's eyes welled up. Although he was seriously injured, he was determined to fulfill his master's last wish and send the young master to Dongjun to be handed over to Marquis Zhenyuan!

The crowd couldn't stop him at all.

Chu Nanyue said, "Du Fei, think about why your elder brother asked you to send the child to Dongjun instead of to me?"

Du Fei blurted out: "Now the prince and princess are also in trouble, and the Marquis of Changping is afraid of getting them into trouble."

Chu Nanyue replied: "So it's not that Big Brother doesn't trust me, it's just that he has no choice but to weigh the pros and cons. But that's the worst option. Marquis Zhenyuan must have other uses!"

Du Fei was puzzled.

Chu Nanyue continued, "No matter what, I must protect my eldest brother. I will send a pigeon to the Marquis of Zhenyuan, saying that not only did my eldest brother take advantage of my eldest sister-in-law's pregnancy to linger in the Red Mansion, but now he has let his wife, who is unable to move, fend for herself. I want him to come quickly to administer justice!"

Du Fei was even more puzzled, and even Leng Jiu couldn't help but ask, "Princess, the Marquis of Changping might have died, why are you still ruining his reputation?"

Xiao Hanye understood: "Hurry and do as the princess says!"

They all didn't know that Chu Ziyu was Chu Zhaoyu's son, but he knew.

But just because he is Chu Zhaoyu's son, it doesn't mean that Chu Zhaoyu can tolerate Chu Ziyu's betrayal and spare his life.

Chu Zhaoyu is a sinister and vicious person. He will not let the betrayer go even if he is his own son.

But precisely because he was his own son, he hated him even more.

Therefore, he would never kill Chu Ziyu before he had vented enough anger.

Chu Ziyu will eventually die, but it will not be a good death!

But if the Marquis of Zhenyuan goes to take his daughter away, with the pressure from the emperor, Xiao Jun'an will have to rescue Chu Ziyu from Chu Zhaoyu...

After all, it was he who saved Chu Ziyu...

After seeing through this, he gave the order in a deep voice: "Leng Jiu quickly inform Feng Yuxin to investigate the place where Chu Ziyu is imprisoned. Jiang Yan immediately sends a pigeon to Zhenyuan Hou. Sizhu and Du Fei, you two should take good care of your injuries first. As for the child, leave him in Yaowang Valley!"

Chu Nanyue was still worried about her elder brother. After all, she knew Chu Zhaoyu's methods, but she couldn't leave him now, so she could only clench her fists and said, "Grandpa, now that everything has been collected, it's better to arrange it so that we can perform surgery on the prince as soon as possible!"

The ice devil blood can reshape the tendons and veins. I'm afraid it won't take long for Chu Zhaoyu to react...

At the same time, Chu Ziyu woke up slowly. He felt pain all over, especially his limbs, as if they were broken. He moved his body with difficulty, but there was a clanging sound of chains in the air, which was particularly harsh in this narrow space. He could not see any light where he looked, but he knew that he was tied up, with rough and hard wooden stakes behind him.

His arms and legs were put on pincers, but these were not the kind that pinched fingers, but ones that worked in a similar way, with countless steel nails embedded in them, which just touched his skin just right. The slightest movement would pierce his skin, and even heavier breathing would cause it to be pierced. Therefore, during the time when he was unconscious, his limbs had already been pierced with holes and bleeding.

He was no stranger to this kind of scene.

When he was a child, he went to the Dali Temple with his father. Later, he was in charge of the Dali Temple himself. He was with these torture instruments all day long and knew very well which punishment was the most torturous.

These are just appetizers.

Sure enough, a sinister voice sounded: "Yuer, you're awake..."

The room gradually became brighter. Although there were only some faint flames, it was still a little dazzling to Chu Ziyu. He raised his eyelids and didn't want to look at him, this disgusting scum!

The scum had intended to humiliate him in the first place, and seeing that he was still so arrogant, he directly poured a bucket of salt water on him. The instant stimulation made Chu Ziyu raise his eyelids, and those steel needles pierced deeply into his skin again with his subconscious movement, accompanied by coarse salt grains. The dense and torturous pain made his teeth chatter.

Seeing that he finally responded, Chu Zhaoyu curled the corners of his lips, but the next moment, he rushed forward and grabbed his neck: "Tell me, who did you give the Frost Demon Blood to?"

Chu Ziyu lowered his eyes and looked at his arm where blood was flowing, but he smiled.

This shows what?

This means that Du Fei and Si Zhu successfully escaped with his Xian'er and the Ice Demon Blood.

If that's the case, what else does he have to worry about?

Chu Zhaoyu raised his hand and slapped him: "What are you laughing at? Do you think I can't do anything to you? I have plenty of ways to humiliate him. You bastard dare to betray me, I will make you live a life worse than death!"

Chu Ziyu spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "It's a body, take it!"

He slowly raised his head and looked at this airtight little room. The walls were covered with all kinds of torture instruments, which really looked like a prison cell in the Dali Temple.

But now he is no longer the high and mighty Chief Justice of the Dali Temple, but a prisoner who can be slaughtered at will.

He sneered and closed his eyes resignedly.

Chu Zhaoyu hated being looked down upon the most. He was his son and he always wanted him to submit to him, but this evil son never did. He knew very well that as long as he submitted to him, he would enjoy endless wealth and glory. Didn’t they act well before?

How wonderful it is to have a kind father and a filial son!

But this evil boy is not worthy after all!

“Alright!” Chu Zhaoyu was so angry that he sucked an iron whip from the wall. “I’m going to tell you right now that your righteousness is nothing in the face of humiliation! Since I created your life, I have the right to control it at will!”

After he finished speaking, he whipped the boy fiercely without any warning. He secretly added three points of internal strength to this whip, so with just one whip, the face of the evil boy, who had a righteous expression just now, showed a rich expression.

The more his facial expressions became, the more excited Chu Zhaoyu became. He almost laughed out loud with pride: "Evil boy, do you really think your life is so easy to repay? I spent a lot of effort to create you, so I won't take you away easily. It's more interesting to take it away bit by bit!"

Chu Ziyu clenched his teeth. Not only did he feel the pain from being whipped, but his limbs were also pierced by steel needles. Coarse salt grains were poured on him from time to time. The multiple stimulations finally made him cry out in pain.

Just one sound pleased the scumbag Chu Zhaoyu even more.

He is a lunatic! A pervert!

He wielded the iron whip like the devil in hell, one whip, two whips, three whips... every sound was horrifying, every whip penetrated into the bones, and after more than ten whips, Chu Ziyu's originally crescent-white robe could no longer be recognized as its original color, and was covered in blood.

It can only be described as horrific!

Chu Ziyu's body was covered with deep and long whip marks, with blood oozing from the wounds. The torn skin and flesh were the least of his worries, and the white bones were more appropriate at this moment. But even so, he gritted his teeth, and except for the instinctive groan, he didn't utter another word.

His consciousness was increasingly disintegrating, and his body was in so much pain that he seemed to be losing consciousness. All that echoed in his ears was the dull sound of the iron whip hitting his flesh, and Chu Zhaoyu's laughter. Finally, just as he was about to faint, he was suddenly awakened by the pain...

Looking at Chu Ziyu lying in a pool of blood, his whole body twitching in pain, Chu Zhaoyu laughed and said, "From now on, you will live like a maggot!"

After saying this, he admired his masterpiece with great interest, then walked away with a big smile...

Even Ye Ying couldn't help but take a deep breath when he saw it...

His master actually cut the tendons of his son's hands and feet with his own hands...