Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

Jing'an Marquis Mansion, Bixian Pavilion.

At Xie Jingyuan's command, everyone in the Marquis' Mansion immediately took action, and the Bixian Pavilion was in chaos with ghosts crying and wolves howling!

After a while, two servants dragged in a maid covered in bruises and reported in a deep voice: "My lord, this maid confessed that it was Miss Rou'er who ordered her to buy the incense." The maid was Xie Qingrou's personal maid Ling'er.

Xie Qingrou was so frightened that her scalp exploded. She quickly knelt in front of Old Madam Xie and begged, "Grandma, Ling'er is lying. I didn't do it! Father, Grandma, Rou'er didn't do it. Rou'er doesn't know what incense is!"

Xie Jingyuan glared at Xie Qingrou, his resentful eyes looking as if he would tear her to pieces in the next second.

Xie Qingrou's eyelids were twitching wildly, and she felt her vision begin to darken. Just as she was about to beg for mercy again, her face turned pale, and with a "bang", she fell headfirst.

Xie Jingyuan gnashed his teeth in hatred. He felt that Xie Qingrou must be feigning unconsciousness. He ordered coldly, "Drag her away and give her fifty lashes."

Old Madam Xie didn't know why Xie Jingyuan was so furious, so she tried to dissuade him, "Jingyuan, Rou'er is your flesh and blood after all. Beating her like this will kill her."

Xie Jingyuan's chest heaved with rage. If he truly couldn't have children, he certainly couldn't beat Xie Qingrou to death like that. He turned around and saw Ling'er lying on the ground. He vented his anger on her and ordered in a deep voice, "Drag this maid out and beat her to death!"

The servant agreed and dragged the dying Ling'er out. Then, Ling'er's wailing could be heard from the yard. After a while, the sound gradually died down.

Everyone in the room was silent, and the strong smell of blood was nauseating.

Xie Jingyuan angrily glanced at Qin Bitong and Xie Qingrou lying on the ground. He didn't want to look at them any more and said in a cold voice, "Come here, throw them out of the mansion!"

Several servants rushed in from outside the door in an instant. They quickly carried Qin Bitong and Xie Qingrou, ran all the way, and threw them outside the gate of the Marquis' Mansion.

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Dali Temple.

At daybreak, the shadow guards of the Torture Department had already arrived at the Dali Temple. Today happened to be the grand court meeting held once every five days, and Dali Temple Minister Fan Yuan needed to attend the court, so he arranged for Dali Temple Junior Minister Peng Yan to accompany the shadow guards to jointly interrogate Huang Dai.

The tall jailer took out the key and opened the cell door. He lifted Huang Dai up roughly, but when no one was paying attention, he whispered in Huang Dai's ear, "Agree." Then, he dragged Huang Dai towards the torture room like a dead pig.

Huang Dai looked at the cell door that was gradually receding, and the corners of his mouth curled up. Today he could finally be free!

When they arrived at the torture chamber, two jailers immediately lifted Huang Dai up, took off his shirt, and tied him to a pillar.

In the center of the torture chamber, a furnace burned fiercely, with several red-hot irons placed on it. The entire torture chamber was filled with steam, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from everyone's forehead.

Before the torture began, Peng Yan struck the gavel as usual and shouted, "Huang Dai, tell the truth. Who is the person behind you?"

Huang Dai stared at the red branding iron, feeling a little frightened. However, if he confessed before being tortured, it would surely arouse suspicion. He did not answer, but snorted coldly and turned his head away.

The shadow guard in charge of the execution picked up a red branding iron, walked up to Huang Dai in three or two steps, and pressed the iron hard on his chest without waiting for his reaction.

"Hiss..." White smoke billowed out the moment the branding iron touched the flesh. Huang Dai couldn't help but roar loudly and struggled hard. Blue veins appeared on his body like long snakes, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped like raindrops.

The air was filled with the aroma of roasted flesh, and Peng Yan almost felt nauseous.

The branding iron was stuck to Huang Dai's flesh. The executioner pulled it off with an expressionless face, turned back to the stove, and picked up another red-hot branding iron swiftly.

Huang Dai stared intently at the approaching iron, and suddenly shouted in fear, "No, no, I confess, I confess everything!"

Peng Yan opened his mouth in shock. Huang Dai's case was the most important and most energy-consuming case in the entire Dali Temple in the past two months. They interrogated him for so long, but he was not as good as a branding iron?

The shadow guard who was carrying out the execution retracted the branding iron expressionlessly, and the other shadow guards quickly took out paper and pen to record Huang Dai's confession.

Huang Dai was still in shock. The burn wound he had just received seemed to still be burning fiercely, causing him great pain. He bit his lip and said tremblingly, "Yes, it was the Third Prince. He ordered me to do it."

Peng Yan was surprised and asked, "The Third Prince? You mean the current Third Prince Chu Yunyuan?"

Huang Dai's eyes focused on Peng Yan and he nodded quickly: "The Third Prince instructed me to instigate Kang Huaiyuan to rebel, create strange phenomena, and confuse the people."

Huang Dai's speech gradually became fluent, and he told out everything that had been sorted out in his mind last night.

"The Third Prince is interested in vying for the throne. A few years ago, when I was reporting to the capital, he secretly summoned me and promised me that if I helped him ascend to the throne, he would grant me the high position of the Three Lords."

He gave a mocking smile, "Who wouldn't want to bring honor to their family and become a superior? I was tempted, and from then on I began working for the Third Prince, collecting money and taxes according to his orders, and giving him large sums of money continuously."

"Last year, he personally came to Jiazhou and praised the work I had done. He said the time was ripe, and he laid out a rebellion plan, intending to lure the crown prince to Jiazhou and eliminate him, leaving no one in the court to challenge him."

"The plan went smoothly. Initially, I wanted to persuade Cai Zhen to defect, but he was a stubborn and stubborn person. Later, I found that Kang Huaiyuan was flexible and ambitious, so I easily persuaded him to defect."

"Later, the prince really did come to Jiazhou quietly, and we closed in as planned. But for some reason, despite such a meticulous plan, we ultimately failed."

Peng Yan was horrified. Oh my god! Something is going to happen to Dongling! His hands trembled slightly, and he was afraid to continue listening.

A shadow guard asked coldly, "Why did you forge letters to and from General Jiang?"

Huang Dai scoffed, "Of course it's to frame that old scoundrel Jiang Zhong! Kang Huaiyuan covets his position and the Jiang family army. And the Third Prince? The Jiang family and the Third Prince are not on the same page, so of course he must be eliminated as soon as possible."

The shadow guard continued in a cold voice, "There are so many officials and so many prefectures, and Jiazhou is just a small, remote prefecture. Why did the Third Prince choose you?"

Huang Dai laughed wildly, "Why choose me? Who else could he choose besides me? Jiazhou may be small, but it has troops stationed in the southwest, and it borders Nanjing..." His eyes were blazing, and he asked sarcastically, "Why? Your Highness the Crown Prince stayed in Jiazhou Prefecture for so long, but didn't find any trace of people from Nanjing?"

Peng Yan stood up suddenly, his eyes wide open, and asked in a trembling voice, "You mean, the Third Prince is colluding with Nan Jing???"

A prince colluding with an enemy country is completely different from an ordinary rebellion. If this is confirmed, the third prince will have no chance of turning things around!

Huang Dai snorted coldly, revealing a look of surprise...