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Shen Jingyi happily took Song Qingwan to the cell where Lan Chengan was imprisoned. Lan Chengan was lying on a straw mat in the cell and seemed to have passed out.

Shen Jingyi signaled to the jailer to open the cell door and ordered two officers to bring the man out.

Song Qingwan went forward to check and couldn't help but sigh. Shen Jingyi had quite a few tricks up his sleeve. Lan Chengan's body was covered with whip marks, his clothes were torn, and the wounds were bleeding.

Ten of his fingers were pinched off, his joints were swollen, and his face was burned by a branding iron.

"Don't be afraid, Miss Song. I had no choice but to use this torture device..."

Shen Jingyi touched his nose awkwardly. It seemed a little unkind to let a girl see such a cruel scene.

"Didn't Lord Shen ask me to come here to help you interrogate?"

Song Qingwan was puzzled. After they had already fought, why was he pretending to be civilized now? How hypocritical!

"I thought Miss Song might have some kind of obedient water or something like that, or some medicine that would make you tell the truth after taking it..."

Song Qingwan suddenly stood up and looked up and down at the righteous Shen Jingyi as if he were a monster.

"Master Shen actually knows how to be obedient? Could it be that Master..."

"No, no! It's unfair. I only knew about it from someone else's mention of it!"

Shen Jingyi's face flushed red, and he shook his head like a rattle, denying it repeatedly.

The so-called obedient water was used by flower thieves in ancient times to make girls give up resistance.

Don’t say that Song Qingwan doesn’t have this kind of medicine. Even if she does have this kind of medicine, it can only prevent people from resisting.

With Lan Cheng'an like this, how can he resist!

"Okay, sir, take him out. I have a way."

Song Qingwan decided not to tease him anymore and just get down to business.

"Okay, okay! You guys bring him to the court."

Shen Jingyi quickly ordered people to work, fearing that the young lady would regret it.

Lan Cheng'an was brought to the court and was awakened by a basin of water. He glanced at Shen Jingyi who was sitting above him and closed his eyes again.

"Master Shen, don't waste your energy. I won't tell you. Master Shen, just kill me."

"Humph! If you want to die, it's not that easy. Come on..."

Song Qingwan pressed down the gavel that Shen Jingyi had just picked up, and she slowly walked to Lan Chengan and squatted down.

"Master Lan, do you still remember me?"

Lan Chengan slowly opened his eyes and stared at Song Qingwan with resentment.

"You little bitch, I really regret not killing you sooner!"

"Yes, but it's no use regretting it. Lord Lan is now a prisoner."

"Are you here to laugh at me? Humph, whatever, I don't care." Lan Cheng'an closed his eyes and stopped looking at Song Qingwan.

"Lord Lan, are you so naive? I took time out of my busy schedule to come and see you, so I certainly won't come empty-handed."

Song Qingwan stood up with a smile, took out a few mice from her sleeves and held them in her hands.

"Master Shen, help Master Lan sit down on the chair. I am going to start giving him a gift."

Shen Jingyi shuddered as he looked at the squeaking mouse in Song Qingwan's hand, and quickly did as he was told.

The yamen runners standing on both sides were also frightened. They had never seen a girl like this before, and had no idea what she was going to do.

Song Qingwan first covered it with her sleeve, gave Lan Cheng'an an injection of medicine to keep him awake and prevent him from fainting, and then pinched the mouse and shook it in front of Lan Cheng'an.

"You...what do you want to do? Where did the rat come from?" Fear appeared in Lan Cheng'an's originally calm eyes.

"Of course it's for Lord Lan." Song Qingwan said with a smile, then she grabbed Lan Cheng'an's chin and stuffed the mouse directly into his mouth.

Lan Cheng'an tried to struggle but his hands and feet were tied tightly and he couldn't move.

"Ah...ah..."

Lan Cheng'an screamed in fright, and Song Qingwan took the mouse out again. At this time, the frightened mouse had already bitten a hole in Lan Cheng'an's face.

"You stinky girl, kill me, kill me!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Lord Lan can't stand this? You are such a coward."

Song Qingwan slowly threw the mice back into the space. She raised these mice in the laboratory and they were very precious to her.

"How is it? Is Lord Lan willing to tell you?"

"Humph, a mere trifle! How could I be afraid of such a lowly trick of yours?"

Seeing that the mouse was gone, Lan Cheng'an started to be stubborn again.

Song Qingwan naturally wouldn't really let him eat the mouse. On the one hand, she couldn't bear to part with the mouse, and on the other hand, she was afraid that it would be bitten to death.

"Lord Lan doesn't think highly of this petty trick, so I'm going to show off my ugliness."

Song Qingwan took out another cockroach, pried open Lan Chengan's mouth and stuffed it in.

Lan Cheng'an was unable to dodge and swallowed it all. Song Qingwan did not give him a chance to breathe and continued to feed him several more.

"Ugh... ugh..."

Lan Cheng'an wanted to vomit but couldn't. He felt the cockroaches crawling everywhere in his body and finally collapsed.

“Wow…wuwuwu…kill me, kill me quickly, please.”

"You're still not telling me?" Song Qingwan pretended to reach into her sleeves again.

"It's not that I don't want to say it, it's that I can't say it. If I say it, my whole family will die, wuwuwu..."

"If Lord Lan doesn't want to say it, then don't say it. I'll help you."

Song Qingwan took out another scorpion, pried open Lan Cheng'an's mouth, and stuffed it into his throat.

Lan Cheng'an's eyes were wide open with fear, and he stared at the girl in front of him as if he saw a devil.

Shen Jingyi was stunned. He watched Song Qingwan take out a rat... a cockroach... a scorpion... Song Qingwan completely refreshed his understanding of girls!

The yamen runners nearby were all scared pale. Who could bear this? What if Song Qingwan was unhappy and fed them cockroaches and scorpions as well?

Song Qingwan frowned and signaled everyone to go down. The yamen runners ran out with their hands covering their mouths as if they had been granted amnesty.

"I...I'll stay here...Miss Song, continue."

Shen Jingyi also wanted to run away, but as the Minister of Dali Temple, he could not run away.

"Well, if you are scared, Lord Shen, you can close your eyes."

Shen Jingyi was aroused to fight, he stared with eyes wide open, he must not retreat!

Seeing that Lan Cheng'an didn't say anything, Song Qingwan completely lost her patience, so she took out a pair of scissors and cut off his pants with a few clicks.

"Ah...what do you want to do again!"

Lan Cheng'an wanted to faint at this moment, but he couldn't. He watched himself being exposed in front of everyone.

"Tsk, so ugly." Song Qingwan frowned in disdain.

The person is ugly, and that thing is also black and ugly, it is simply unnecessary to keep it!

Song Qingwan quickly took out a scalpel and gestured around Lan Chengan's lower body.

"What do you think, Lord Lan? Do you want to be a eunuch? Or do you want to recruit one?"

"You...you have no shame. Women like you are a disgrace to the Great Saint Woman!"

Song Qingwan got angry. This bastard actually dared to scold her.

"No matter how shameless I am, I can't be more shameless than you, a bastard. How many decent women have you ruined? How much money have you embezzled? How many people have you killed? You deserve to die. I tell you to scold me!"

After saying that, he raised his knife and cut off Lan Chengan's treasure. The thing fell to the ground like rotten meat. In an instant, blood gushed out of Lan Chengan's lower body.

"Ah...ah...Song Qingwan, please stop it, please, stop it!"

Lan Chengan's psychological defenses were finally broken, and he began to cry loudly, no longer having the toughness he had just had.

"I told you it's not that easy to die, will you tell me? If you don't tell me..."

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you! I'll confess everything, please stop, wuwuwu..."

Song Qingwan nodded with satisfaction and put away the scalpel.

"Master Shen, why are you standing there?"

Shen Jingyi covered his lower body and walked over tremblingly with a pen and paper in his hand. He was really enlightened!