After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

Xia Hong nodded after a slight pause, because the person who acted was Shen Jinmo's tacit consent.

If this was not done by Shen Jinmo, Xia Hong would have thought that someone was trying to prevent anyone from attacking Shen Jun.

However, Shen Jinmo must have acted this way just to be absolutely sure.

But he is the master of the world. If he wants to see someone, who can stop him?

"Chop open the cell door lock. After I have examined Shen Jun, I will ask another craftsman to forge a lock."

After thinking for a while, he added: "Prepare two keys for the new lock, one with Wang Heng and one with me."

"Yes, I obey the order."

After the emperor's order came down, more than ten imperial guards took swords, knives and axes and chopped at the door lock.

The sound of swords clashing was extremely loud, and the tinnitus in Xia Hong's ears made him angry: "Stop chopping, just take down this door for me."

After a cup of tea, the prison door that required more than ten people to lift fell straight into the cell because it had lost its restraint and support.

Xia Hong walked through the dust kicked up by the wooden door and sat on the armchair used for interrogations.

Shen Jun was still wearing the armor he had worn on the day he returned to the court. It seemed that the days of fighting at the border were already difficult, so even after being locked up in the inner prison for such a long time, he still looked in good spirits.

But how could Xia Hong tolerate Shen Jun without feeling embarrassed?

Xia Hong, who no longer needed to disguise his true feelings, looked at Shen Jun and smiled contemptuously:

"Change the clothes for Marquis Wu'an and tie him to the execution pillar. I want to see how majestic the war god of Daxia is."

If there is a god in this Great Xia, it can only be him, Xia Hong.

Why is Shen Jun, such a reckless man, called a god by the people?

Xia Hong had wanted to kill Shen Jun for many years, but it was not until today, with the help of Shen Jinmo, that he had this opportunity.

Upon hearing this, the imperial guard whispered to Shen Jun: "My Lord, I am sorry."

Those of them who came from the clan grew up listening to stories about Shen Jun, and their admiration for Shen Jun has long been engraved in their hearts.

Therefore, this statement was a subconscious action.

In the gloomy and quiet inner prison, this extremely subtle word suddenly touched Xia Hong's sensitive nerves.

He suddenly stood up, took out the execution knife from behind, and stabbed it straight into the chest of the man who was taking off Shen Jun's armor.

The changes happened too quickly, and the interrogation room, which had been orderly, became silent.

The execution knife was pulled out and thrown on the ground. The sharp sound brought everyone back to their senses, and then they knelt in a pool of blood.

Xia Hong took the handkerchief handed over by the eunuch and wiped the blood off his hands. He said in a cold voice: "Drag him out and put him in the snow for a day and a night. Let him bleed to death."

Those who cannot recognize their masters and cannot tell the difference between occasions should all be killed miserably as a warning to others, regardless of their status and the power behind them.

Sitting back at the interrogation table, Xia Hong watched with his own eyes as all eighteen instruments of torture were used on Shen Jun, and only then did he calm down.

Xia Hong took a deep breath of the blood that fell from Shen Jun's body, with amusement in his eyes.

"Come here, summon all the court painters to me, and have them paint this look for Marquis Wu'an. Tomorrow morning I want these paintings to be spread all over the palace gates."

"It is because of their stubbornness that their God of War has been dragged into this situation."

"If they have the guts, they can kneel down one more time."

"Also, Pingnan must be missing his husband very much, so send him a copy as well."

Shen Jun, who had kept his brows down and had not made a sound in the face of all kinds of extreme torture, raised his eyes to look at Xia Hong, and finally said nothing and lowered his head silently.

Everyone has talent. Xia Hong was able to sit on the throne because he was best at finding his opponent’s weak spot and then hitting the target with one strike.

Contentedly, he got on the imperial chariot and left the inner prison. As he was crossing the imperial garden, an angry tiger roar attracted Xia Hong's attention.

Thinking about the tiger that Han Zhou gave him, Xia Hong suddenly wanted to go and see how the tiger was being raised now.

If it is exceptionally strong, he would like to drag Shen Jun and the tiger to the palace gate tomorrow and let the people of the world accompany him to see if the God of War, who has just been severely punished, can defeat the tiger?

The imperial carriage stopped, and Xia Hong said, "You are all waiting for me here, don't disturb my interest."

Helped by the chief eunuch, Xia Hong stepped down from the imperial chariot and headed towards the tiger cage in high spirits.

The moonlight was bright and clear on the snowy night, but the lantern somewhat ruined the beautiful view, so the eunuch blew out the lantern himself.

Xia Hong looked back at the eunuch who had acted on his own initiative, feeling somewhat displeased, but he said nothing.

People are always particularly easily distracted by everything that has something to do with them.

So when they got a little closer, the first thing Xia Hong saw was not the tiger, but the dragon boots placed in the tiger cage.

They were exactly the same as the dragon boots he was wearing now. Judging from the degree of newness, they were definitely not the ones he had asked Eunuch Lin to lick on his knees.

His heart was beating like a drum, and Xia Hong slowly raised his head.

The black cloth hooked on the hook of Eunuch Lin was bitten off by the tiger, and then the tiger skillfully lifted the black cloth wrapped around the raw meat, and what appeared in front of Xia Hong was a piece of bright yellow silk cloth.

It is a bright yellow silk cloth that only the emperor can use in this palace.

Eunuch Lin, who was feeding the tiger, always felt that there were strange looks around him, but when he turned around and looked around, there was no movement at all.

After feeding the tiger, Eunuch Lin, whose hands and feet were frozen stiff, stamped his feet and went back into the thatched hut.

Xia Hong, who had just stood upright, was forced by the third sense that was faintly rising in his heart, and he pulled the eunuch down into the snow.

The eunuch who had been lying with Xia Hong for a long time helped Xia Hong stand up from the snow at Xia Hong's signal.

The piercing pain made those neglected details rush into his mind. Before Xia Ling died, he was wearing a dragon robe and a black robe on the outside.

The raw meat that had just been swallowed by the tiger was also wrapped in black cloth and yellow cloth.

Only Shen Jinmo has the key to the inner prison. The imperial guards who guard the inner prison admire Shen Jun. The rotten smell that had accumulated in the cell for years has turned into dryness today.

Xia Hong didn't dare to think about it, but he couldn't help thinking about it.

If all this was not accidental, if Shen Jinmo really betrayed him, what should he do?

A fishy and sweet taste suddenly surged out from his chest, and Xia Hong secretly swallowed the blood.

Everything is still unclear. Thinking of the power Shen Jinmo now holds, Xia Hong cannot let any news leak out.

"Take everything you just saw to your grave."

The eunuch kowtowed quickly and accepted the order. When he looked up again, he saw blood flowing out of Xia Hong's mouth.

Not daring to delay even a moment, the chief eunuch carried Xia Hong on his back.

Even though he was in severe pain, Xia Hong was still admonishing: "I am like this because I am angry at Prime Minister Xun and Marquis Wu'an."

"You carry me back to the Golden Palace alone. This matter should not only not be known to anyone, but also kept secret from the Imperial Concubine."

"After Doctor Shu enters the Golden Palace, do not let him leave until I am sober."

"If anything goes wrong, I will tear you into pieces."