Ping Zhao Lu

madman!

Both of them are crazy!

Luo Siyan felt as if countless ants were gnawing at his heart, almost driving him crazy.

This was completely different from the scene he had imagined before!

He couldn't understand why the emperor would like such a scheming and ruthless person!

Luo Siyan felt like he was going crazy. Everything that was happening before his eyes completely overturned all his previous cognition.

At this moment, Xu Zhouye looked coldly at Luo Siyan's face full of disbelief, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a disdainful sneer.

Then, he slowly walked towards Luo Siyan until he stopped in front of him. Then, Xu Zhouye leaned forward slightly, put his lips close to Luo Siyan's ear, and whispered softly, "It's just your bad luck that you happened to run into me in this life..."

Luo Siyan was stunned for a moment, his mind went blank, and his messy thoughts were tangled together like a tangled mess, so he had no time to think about what Xu Zhouye's words meant.

However, just as he was about to calm down and analyze it carefully word by word, Xu Zhouye suddenly straightened up and glanced meaningfully at the emperor not far behind him.

Then he turned his playful gaze back to Luo Siyan, and said with a half-smile, "Do you really think that training a dog is an easy task?"

Hearing this, Luo Siyan couldn't help but tremble all over, his eyes widened, and he looked at Xu Zhouye in horror.

At this moment, he truly realized that this queen was far more terrifying than he had imagined... and at this moment, he finally understood why this seemingly incompatible emperor and empress could come together.

They are all crazy at heart.

It turns out that people brought up in a feudal environment are not good people!

Luo Siyan cursed inwardly.

He stared at the emperor and empress fiercely, feeling angry and disgusted.

Their contempt and disdain, complacency and nonchalance were exactly like the vicious villains in the novels he had read.

Xu Zhouye couldn't help but smile at his angry and helpless look, then slowly turned sideways and took a ghost-head knife with a cold glow from the guard beside him.

The ghost-head knife had a ferocious and terrifying shape, an extremely sharp blade, and exuded a chilling aura.

Xu Zhouye gently picked up the ghost-head knife and slowly stroked the blade with his fingers.

This seemingly casual action caused Luo Siyan's heartbeat to accelerate to the extreme, and fear quickly took over his entire body and mind.

Luo Siyan looked at the ghost-head knife in Xu Zhouye's hand in horror, and all kinds of terrible scenes about the cruel punishment of lingchi emerged involuntarily in his mind.

Although he had heard of this kind of torture, he never thought that it would happen to him one day.

Thinking of this, Luo Siyan's face turned pale as paper, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

The extreme panic made Luo Siyan completely lose his mind. He began to struggle and twist his body desperately, trying to break free from the restraints.

At the same time, the fear deep in his heart finally broke through the last line of defense, making him disregard his dignity and face. He opened his mouth and begged loudly for mercy: "No... please, please let me go..." His voice trembled, full of despair and pleading.

Xu Zhouye seemed to be deaf to his pleading voice. He just slowly raised the hilt of the knife in his hand and leisurely and casually gestured back and forth on Luo Siyan's chest.

His tone was casual and indifferent, as if he were discussing a trivial matter. "This first cut will involve cutting off a small piece of flesh from your large muscle and throwing it toward the heavens. This is commonly known as 'celestial offering meat.'"

“No…” Luo Siyan’s face was filled with horror. His entire body was shaking with extreme fear, and he kept muttering, “I was wrong, I was wrong…”

However, just as he finished speaking, he was suddenly hit by a piercing pain, causing him to open his eyes involuntarily.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, and a piece of flesh was ruthlessly cut off from the body, flying towards the sky accompanied by Luo Siyan's screams.

However, Xu Zhouye showed no sign of stopping. With an expressionless face, he slowly moved the knife to Luo Siyan's forehead and said coldly, "This second cut will slit your scalp, letting it droop like a rag, just enough to cover your eyes. This is called a 'blindfold'..."

At this moment, Luo Siyan had not yet recovered from the great pain and shock brought by the first knife, and then he suffered the even more cruel torture of the second knife.

In an instant, another wave of severe pain came, almost making him faint.

Scarlet blood flowed down his cheeks, leaving shocking bloodstains on his originally handsome face. The scene looked particularly bloody and terrifying.

The emperor stood not far away and watched quietly, his eyes as deep as the abyss never blinking. A faint smile slowly climbed up the corners of his slightly raised lips, outlining a light arc.

Then, he gracefully stretched out his slender fingers to gently lift the gorgeous hem of his clothes, and then sat down on the exquisitely carved chair behind him with a calm and elegant manner.

From beginning to end, his eyes never left his queen.

Not only that, he even waved his hand nonchalantly, signaling the guard standing next to him to pour tea for him.

Time passed quietly, Luo Siyan was already unrecognizable, dying, and he didn't even have the strength to make a faint cry.

Xu Zhouye couldn't count how many times he had shaved himself. The strong smell of blood in the air was so pungent that it choked his throat. Even he, who was never afraid of blood, felt like vomiting at the stench that rushed straight to his head.

He put down the bloodstained blade, took a deep breath, then turned to a guard beside him and said in a deep voice, "Go get some hot water."

Upon hearing this, the guard hurriedly bowed and replied respectfully, "Yes, sir!" Then he turned around and hurried away to carry out the order.

Chu Yunxiao here had no idea how many cups of fragrant tea he had drunk. As soon as he put down the teacup, he saw Xu Zhouye looking tired, and a feeling of pity welled up in his heart.

He stood up without hesitation and walked forward quickly.

When Xu Zhouye saw Chu Yunxiao walking towards him, his expression changed slightly and he quickly stepped back, saying, "Don't come over here. The smell is unpleasant."

When Chu Yunxiao heard this, his brows furrowed tightly, but his steps did not show any intention of stopping.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Xu Zhouye, stretched out his arms, and grabbed him into his arms.

Regarding the unpleasant smell Xu Zhouye mentioned, he responded with complete indifference: "I've seen this kind of scene many times, so why should I be afraid?"

Xu Zhouye was startled when he heard this, clearly not expecting Chu Yunxiao to answer like that. Then, a look of surprise quickly crept onto his face, and the corners of his mouth lifted involuntarily.

Then, as if he had let go of all his worries, he leaned comfortably on the broad and warm chest of the emperor in front of him, enjoying this preference that belonged only to him.