After returning to the palace, the three shopkeepers were properly accommodated in the guest rooms. Qinghe and Baili Ye went to the guest room together and immediately began to treat the injured shopkeeper.

Qinghe first let the shopkeeper with broken ribs lie flat on the bed, gently undressed him, and carefully checked the injury.

Seeing the wound was red, swollen and bruised, she frowned slightly, stretched out her hand and gently pressed the surrounding area, asked the shopkeeper about the degree of pain, and determined the specific situation of the fracture.

Then, she took out a splint and bandage from the medicine box, first wiped the wound with medicine to disinfect it, then skillfully fixed the splint on the fracture site, and then wrapped it with bandages in circles, while bandaging it, she reminded the shopkeeper not to make any large movements in the near future.

After treating the broken bone, Qinghe turned to the other two shopkeepers.

She carefully examined the flesh wounds on their bodies, some were whip marks, some were abrasions.

As for the whip marks, Qinghe first used clean gauze dipped in medicine to gently wipe them to remove stains and blood around the wounds, and then applied a special anti-swelling and analgesic ointment.

As for abrasions, she carefully cleaned away the tiny sand and stones embedded in the skin and flesh, and then applied medicinal powder to promote wound healing.

After instructing the three to have a good rest and arranging servants to take care of them, Baili Ye and Qinghe went to the dungeon to check on the three kidnappers.

The three were imprisoned in a dark and damp cell, looking depressed.

"Tell me, who instructed you to do this?" Baili Ye asked, staring at them with a sharp gaze.

The three of them kept silent and looked away.

"It seems like you won't cry until you see the coffin." Qing He snorted coldly and reminded:

"They were quite good at forcing the three shopkeepers to confess before. I don't think we should rush to question them. Let them have a taste of the pain of being forced to confess first."

Baili Ye looked at Qinghe, "Okay, listen to my wife." Then he looked at Baiyi, "Baiyi, do as the princess says, let them suffer first."

"Yes."

Bai Yi signaled to the two people beside him, and the three of them picked up the whips and walked forward.

The heavy whip drew an arc in the air, with a sharp sound of wind, and hit one of them fiercely.

There was only a scream, and the man's clothes were instantly torn, revealing a bloodstain.

"Snap! Snap! Snap!" Whip after whip hit the three men. Their bodies were shaking, but they still clenched their teeth and refused to say a word.

Qing He watched coldly and said, "This has just begun. Change the torture instruments and let them experience what the shopkeepers have suffered. Don't rush to interrogate them."

"Yes."

Baili Ye crossed his arms across his chest, his expression grim: "Don't think you can get through this, you will be begging for mercy later."

Everyone knew that this was the princess venting her anger on the shopkeepers, so she tortured several people with different instruments, and the air in the dungeon was filled with the smell of blood.

Seeing that they had almost finished their punishment, Qinghe waved his hand, signaling Baiyi and the others to stop.

She took out some silver needles and waved them in front of the three people.

“I have already entertained you just now, and I kindly remind you to explain quickly.

If not, I can use the needle in my hand to entertain you again, and then I will prick your body with the needle.

Let me remind you, if this needle is inserted into an acupuncture point, the pain will be a hundred times more than before." Qing He threatened.

The three of them stared at Qinghe coldly, gritting their teeth and remaining silent.

Qing He smiled and said, “If acupuncture doesn’t work, this princess still has many other punishments, such as skinning, beheading, quartering, boiling, the five punishments, and lingchi.

Here, skinning is to cut from the spine, split the back skin in half, and slowly separate the skin and muscles with a knife, tearing it apart like a butterfly spreading its wings. It's so beautiful.

Or you can choose one of you to be beheaded. The advantage of this is that the person will not die even if it is cut in half. He will still be conscious after being beheaded, and it will take a long time for him to die, which will not affect his confession.

Or maybe you like being torn apart by five horses, which is called being torn apart by five horses. It means putting ropes on your head and limbs, and having five fast horses pull you in five directions and tear you into five pieces. Do you think this kind of punishment is good?"

After Qinghe finished speaking, he looked at the three people, only to see that their faces were pale and they were staring at Qinghe with wide eyes.

Bai Yi and the others felt their scalps tingling after hearing this, and thought that it was a good thing that they were the princess's subordinates.

Qing He continued:

"If you don't like it, you can still enjoy being cooked. I'll put you in a big jar and heat you with firewood. The temperature will gradually rise until you can't bear it and die. After you die, I'll stew you until you're soft and mushy and feed you to the dogs."

The three of them were shocked when they heard this and secretly cursed the woman for being vicious.

Qing He looked at the reactions of the three people and continued:

"Or maybe you want to experience the five punishments, where your head is cut off, your hands are cut off, your eyes are gouged out, your ears and nose are cut off. This kind of punishment is also called 'cutting into pieces'."

Qing He looked at the gradually pale and frightened faces of the few people and continued:

"The punishment I most recommend to you is Lingchi."

Qing He took out a scalpel from his sleeve pocket, waved it in front of them and said:

"Lingchi is what people call 'cutting into pieces'. The beauty of this punishment is that the flesh on your body is cut off piece by piece, and each cut is as thin as a cicada's wing. Your flesh is cut off piece by piece, and in the end only a skeleton is left. It takes a full 3,600 cuts to kill you."

After a short pause, Qing He approached the three people and asked with a smile, "I don't know, which one do you like?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the three people with fear on their faces, shaking their heads desperately.

A smell of urine came over, and Bai Yi said, "Princess, they peed themselves out of fear."

Qing He was so angry that she said with disdain, "Hey, you are so useless. You can't hold on any longer."

Baili Ye looked at the little girl's disgusted expression and thought that there were probably not many people who could hold on. He asked in a deep voice:

"Do you want to confess now? If you do, just nod your head and you can get away with it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three of them nodded continuously, indicating that they were willing to confess.

"Bai Yi, take the poison out of their mouths and reset their jaws." Baili Ye ordered.

"Yes." Bai Yi stepped forward and did as he was told.

Looking at the three people who were able to speak again, Qing He asked, "Are you sure you want to confess?"

After the three were able to speak, they could not help shouting, "You are a devil, I say, I say!"

Qing He raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "If you had said it earlier, you would have been spared this physical pain."

The man panted and said slowly, "It's the Duke of England's Mansion."

"The Duke of England's Mansion? Why would they do this?" Baili Ye asked.

"The Duke of England saw that a street in the capital was doing a booming business and making a fortune, so he wanted to get the secret recipe from the store and open a similar store outside the capital.

So they sent us to capture a few shopkeepers and interrogate them..." the man said in a trembling voice.

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