After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

"If the Third Prince chooses to drink this cup of poisoned wine..."

At this point, the young eunuch paused for a moment, as if he was reluctant, but he still continued, "Then the matter of forcing the emperor to abdicate and treason will only be blamed on the former Nine Gates Admiral Tong Guoan.

It is said that in order to rescue his beloved concubine Li Yue'er, Tong Guoan was so crazy that he forced the emperor to abdicate and rebel, and brutally killed three legitimate princes. His crimes were so heinous that they could not be forgiven by heaven!

In this case, Tong Guoan will be sentenced to death by slicing to uphold the law.

As for the three princes who unfortunately died in Tong Guoan's rebellion, the emperor has decided to posthumously confer posthumous titles on them and bury them in the imperial mausoleum with great ceremony."

After saying this, the young eunuch raised his eyes and secretly observed the expression of the Third Prince. Seeing that the other party had a gloomy face, his heart could not help but tremble.

But he did not dare to delay too long, and hurriedly added: "Your Highness, the Third Prince, the Emperor has given you one stick of incense to consider your decision. Please make your decision as soon as possible. I will wait for good news here."

After saying this, he gently took a half step back, stood with his head lowered, and quietly waited for the Third Prince's response.

In the end, is it to preserve the so-called glory after death, and to keep this precious life in order to make a comeback in the future with little hope?

Faced with such a difficult decision for the Third Prince, Li Shiliu and Nanyang Yao showed little interest.

For them, the most important thing about this trip to the Dali Temple dungeon is to faithfully carry out the mission entrusted by Emperor Jiade.

In order to leave a final bit of dignity for the Third Prince, Li Shiliu and Nanyang Yao slowly walked out of the cell where the Third Prince was imprisoned.

There was silence all around, with only the occasional chirping of insects breaking the tranquility.

"Since we are here, how about we go and visit Master Tong?"

Nanyang Yao smiled, looked at Li Shiliu beside him tenderly, and asked softly.

Upon hearing this, Li Shiliu raised her eyebrows slightly and responded with a half-smile: "Hey, you black-hearted person, what bad ideas are you secretly thinking of again?"

However, there was no trace of blame in her words, but instead they were full of curiosity.

Nanyang Yao smiled and explained in a low voice, "Before coming here this time, the emperor specifically ordered that even if these people die, they must die clearly, so that they will not be confused and become innocent ghosts in the underworld.

Do you remember that day?

I clearly saw that Master Tong stared at your belly for a long time..."

Li Shiliu grumbled, stretched out a slender white hand like a green onion, gently pinched Nanyang Yao's ear, and said in feigned anger: "Well, you actually learned such a murderous method!"

However, although she said this, she had made up her mind in her heart that since she was her man, she should naturally pamper him well.

Anyway, what does a mere method of killing people and destroying their hearts count for?

At worst, I can just accompany him to meet Mr. Tong.

What a big deal?

OK...

Tong Guoan was not the emperor's biological son, so he was not treated so well. He was imprisoned in the serious criminals area deep in the Dali Temple dungeon, enjoying the highest level of full service including prison clothes, shackles, handcuffs and ankle chains.

Tong Guoan, whose hair was disheveled and his face was almost unrecognizable, was hunched over in the corner of the cell, unable to stand up straight, as if he was dead, without any movement.

Nanyang Yao asked someone to open the door of the cell.