Being favored by the paranoid master, the whole imperial capital kneels down

"I didn't, I was wronged!"

Chu Xinli's wails echoed in the long corridor.

There is a huge prison under the Yama Palace that never sees the light of day.

Screams linger in this prison for years.

Along with Chu Xinli's wailing, there was also the sound of whipping.

In front of a wall of blood-stained torture instruments was a brazier with a branding iron stuck in the hot coals.

Chu Xinli looked at the head of Yama Division in front of him, twitching in pain.

"Call, call Nan Chuzheng over. I'm her second brother. She, she should save me. Let her save me..."

The mask on Nanchen Rao's face reflected a fiery glow.

His slender fingers fiddled with the iron in the brazier.

"The eldest daughter of the Nan family? Now you admit that she is your sister?"

In the past, the Chu family never acknowledged Nan Chuzheng's relationship with the Chu family.

They thought Nan Chuzheng was not presentable, so they only told others that she was an adopted daughter and that she was brought back from a farm in the countryside.

If Nan Chenrao hadn't secretly spread the news, revealing the true and false identities of Nan Chuzheng and Chu Jingyue as daughters of rich families.

The Chu family had no intention of recognizing Nan Chuzheng.

Even so, the powerful people in the imperial capital all knew that Nan Chuzheng was the legitimate daughter of the Chu family.

But the Chu family did not say anything formally.

They treated Nan Chuzheng as a joke.

Especially Chu Xinli, who had a wide circle of friends, so he told everyone that Nan Chuzheng was just a crude girl who grew up in the countryside.

How can she compare with Chu Jingyue, the eldest daughter of the Chu family, who is as bright as the moon?

The person who smiles in front of Nan Chuzheng and looks down on her the most behind her back is Chu Xinli.

Nanchen Rao had tolerated Chu Xinli for a long time, and now Chu Xinli finally fell into his hands.

"What is your relationship with Chilian?"

Chu Xinli yelled, "I don't know. I don't even know her, ahhhhhhh."

Zi...

The sound of the branding iron burning flesh could be heard, and the prison, which was already filled with the smell of blood, was now filled with the aroma of barbecue.

"I am the prince of Zhaoyong Marquis Mansion, how dare you do this to me."

Chu Xinli gritted his teeth and refused to admit that he had any relationship with Chilian.

Nan Chenrao dropped the branding iron in his hand.

"It's okay. Once you enter Yama, it will be hard to get out. I have plenty of time to waste with you."

After he had tortured Chu Xinli enough, he turned around and walked out of the execution room.

In the different execution rooms along the way, there were diligent figures of Yama Siguan vigorously waving small whips and severely torturing suspects.

Nan Chenrao walked all the way to the main hall of Yama Temple, where there was a lounge at the back.

Nan Chuzheng lay on his bed, flipping through his documents.

Read it as a storybook.

She had spread those confidential documents everywhere.

Nan Chenrao bent down, picked up the items one by one, and put them back on the shelf next to him.

"Has Chu Xinli been tortured into confessing?"

Nan Chuzheng didn't look back. She hooked her legs together and read the copy with great interest.

"How can you say he confessed under torture? Do you know he's not the mastermind behind the Red Lotus?"

Nan Chenrao sat next to Nan Chuzheng and looked at her sideways.

The screams were still faint, coming from the ground, and the sound of whips cracking.

Nan Chuzheng flipped through a page of copywriting. "The person behind Chilian is so powerful that he was able to sneak into the Nan family."

"How could he be easily taken to Yama?"

That person was reborn more than ten years ago.

In other words, when Nan Chuzheng was still in the Nan family, following Nan Chenrao around, not knowing anything about shit or piss.

That person was reborn and started to make plans.

How can such a person be compared to a fool like Chu Xinli?

Nanchen Rao's hand stroked Zheng'er's lower back.

Nan Chuzheng looked back at him, twisted her waist, and tried to shake his hand off.

"Don't move, I'm talking to you about something serious."

So could you please stop touching me?

In this eerie and terrifying place, screams lingered like ghosts. Nan Chuzheng had no mood to argue with Nan Chenrao.

But Nan Chenrao obviously didn't think so. He hummed softly.

"Then why won't you let me release Chu Xinli?"

He raised his hand, and his fingers slid down along Nan Chuzheng's tailbone to her buttocks.

Nan Chuzheng's hair stood on end, and she got up from the bed with a slightly red face.

"What to release? Let him prove his innocence first."

"Well, um... I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do. I'll be leaving first."

She wanted to leave as quickly as possible. It was such a spooky place and so cold that it made her shiver.

Nan Chuzheng felt a natural sense of fear, as she knew there were countless bones buried beneath her feet.

The next moment, her ankle was grabbed by Nanchen Rao.

He took off her embroidered shoes and put an exquisite chain around her ankles.

"Wait until I finish my work, and then we'll go back together."

Nan Chenrao raised his eyes. He was never a talkative person. He sat down on the edge of the bed, picked up a document, and leaned against the headboard.

The eunuch died, which was a serious matter. He probably wouldn't be free for several days.

He didn't have time to go back to the South House, so Zheng'er stayed with him in Yama's Palace.

Nan Chuzheng lifted her skirt, looked at the chain on her ankle, and looked at Nan Chenrao in disbelief.

He chained her up?

Just to trap her by his side to accompany him?

"Nanchen Rao!"

Nan Chuzheng rushed over and took off the black and gold mask on Nan Chenrao's face.

"Untie me."

Nan Chenrao looked at her calmly with his handsome face.

His lips were pursed and his protruding Adam's apple moved.

Nan Chuzheng started to mess with the documents in Nan Chenrao's hand again, "Untie them, I'm not a prisoner."

Nan Chenrao leaned against the head of the bed, raising his arms to prevent Zheng'er from snatching the documents from his hands.

"Be good and don't disturb me while I'm working."

He was very calm. In fact, Nan Chenrao's mood swings had never been that big.

Nan Chuzheng tried to grab the documents from his hand several times, but she couldn't reach his raised arm.

The girl was anxious and simply sat astride Nan Chenrao.

"Will you untie it for me? Will you? You won't, right?"

She grabbed Nan Chenrao's neck with her hands, but was afraid of hurting him, so she threatened him a few times and then let go.

She reached into Nan Chenrao's sleeve and searched for it.

"I'll find the key myself!"

Nan Chenrao dropped the document in his hand, his eyes as deep as a bottomless abyss.

"If you want me to accompany you, just say it directly. Why lock me up for what?"

"Your temper is getting more and more surly. I'm not a prisoner."

She couldn't find the key in her sleeve, so she sat astride Nan Chenrao's waist and reached into his arms.

Nan Chenrao's breathing tightened, and he suppressed his voice:

"I'm afraid you'll run around."

Not only does she like to run around, she also likes to rummage through his documents.

He has been following her around since he was a child.

She took one look at his military books, his martial arts manuals, his account books, and all kinds of confidential information and threw them away.

If he doesn't lock her up, he won't be able to finish the case in a month.

Nan Chuzheng couldn't find the key and punched him in anger.

"You might as well put me in a cage and carry me wherever you go."

This is what people who raise sparrows do.

Nan Chenrao's hand gently grasped her slender waist, and he thought seriously for a while.

"It's not impossible."

As long as Zheng'er doesn't make trouble, he can use gold to make a cage for her.

Nan Chuzheng looked at the man in disbelief.

He looked serious, half lying on the bed, looking at her.

She stood up angrily and said, "I won't talk to you anymore."

Angry, like a cat with bared teeth.

However, her waist froze, and when she tried to lift her body, she was held and forced to sit back down.