The Female Supporting Character's Counterattack: The Evil King's Doctor Consort's Ent

Chapter 20 Your Highness, is that right?

A huge "Holy shit!" almost came out of Gu Lingzhi's mouth.

With a flick of her wrist, Gu Lingzhi took out Mo Chen and placed it on the man's neck.

"Illness enters through the mouth, and disaster comes from the mouth. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll cut out your tongue."

The man looked at her defiantly and even raised his chin.

Gu Lingzhi smiled instantly. She sheathed the dagger and gently reversed the blade.

Sunlight fell on the thin, sharp blade, gleaming with a cold light.

"You can slander me however you want, but you absolutely cannot slander my Gu family. My Gu family has never done anything to betray the country or the emperor, and we have absolutely no connection with your so-called prince. Sooner or later, I will make the whole world know!"

Those eyes, bloodshot yet filled with unwavering determination, radiated an intensely burning aura.

The Zhenguo Marquis's mansion had enjoyed its glory for many years, offending many people. Now that it has collapsed, it has ended up being pushed around by everyone when the wall falls.

Few offer help in times of need, while many add fuel to the fire.

Mo Jiuxiao looked down at her with an air of superiority, his dark purple eyes filled with an unyielding indifference, a coldness that seemed to seep into his very bones, yet it seemed to soften slightly in that instant: "Is this why you want to live?"

Gu Lingzhi's eyes remained unblinking, her words clear and distinct: "As long as I live, I will seek justice for the Gu family!"

This can be considered as giving her justice.

She knew this was not a dream, and Gu Lingzhi disliked being a coward who would be bullied to this extent without fighting back.

Mo Jiuxiao's eyes revealed a look of satisfaction: "He insulted you, so I grant you permission to kill him."

Gu Lingzhi pursed her lips and gently curved them into a smile: "Your Highness, could you let me handle him? Just give me one night, and I'll find a way to get the secrets of Nanhuai out of him!"

A hint of unexpected interest appeared in Mo Jiuxiao's eyes.

"here you are?"

Gu Lingzhi nodded emphatically: "Yes!"

Her words were firm and resolute, and her attitude and expression were convincing.

However, General Zhao, who was standing at the door, suddenly spoke up: "But time is of the essence in the army. If she can't get anything out of her during this period, she will also be guilty of delaying military operations!"

Gu Lingzhi glanced at General Zhao, who had raised the question.

The other party's eyes were cold, and his tone was neither arrogant nor impatient.

This man looks honest and simple, but he is a formidable opponent.

Most importantly, the other party hasn't done anything yet and is loyally following Mo Jiuxiao, so she can't find any fault with him.

Mo Jiuxiao nodded slightly.

Zhao Qiankun immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Your Highness, if she can't get anything out of her, it proves that what the assassin said is true. Your Highness has no need to keep a dangerous person by your side!"

Gu Lingzhi's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness. Thinking about what this person would do in the future, she felt no goodwill towards him whatsoever.

"General Zhao, I volunteered to help interrogate the prisoner; I have no intention of harming anyone whatsoever."

Zhao Qiankun raised his head and stared at Gu Lingzhi: "Your words have already crossed the line. How can a mere slave girl be so ambitious? Isn't that dangerous?"

Gu Lingzhi stared at him with sharp eyes.

"What if I find out something?"

A cold smile crept across the other person's lips: "If you can get results from interrogating even a lowly servant, then what's the point of having a torture chamber?"

Zhao Qiankun's tone was laced with sarcasm.

He deliberately drove Gu Lingzhi to her death, leaving her no way out.

Gu Lingzhi was truly unafraid of anything. She stared at him with her dark eyes, her tone provocative: "General Zhao, since I dare to make such bold statements, I naturally have the confidence to do them."

Zhao Qiankun's thick brows furrowed: "Your Highness, since this girl is courting death, let's give her a chance. If she can't get anything out of us tonight, then execute her along with the traitor."

Mo Jiuxiao rested his chin on one hand, leaning back in the chair casually and naturally.

He parted his lips slightly and said, "Approved!"

Her eyes were filled with determination; she wanted to seize this opportunity to gain some advantages for herself.

"But what if I ask it out loud?"

She stared directly at Zhao Qiankun, her eyes defiant, and slightly raised her chin.

Zhao Qiankun's eyes darkened: "Such a thing is simply impossible!"

"Is General Zhao afraid? He doesn't even dare to make this bet with me?"

Zhao Qiankun finally succumbed to her teasing: "So what do you want?"

"If I fail to obtain any intelligence, I will be at General Zhao's mercy. Otherwise, General Zhao will kneel down before the entire army and apologize to me?"

Her voice was cold, and a sense of pressure slowly emanated from her.

"Kneel down...to apologize? What a joke!"

Zhao Qiankun's eyes were sharp, and he wished he could strangle her in that instant.

Gu Lingzhi's lips curved into a smile.

"General Zhao, don't forget, if I really get some information, it will be a good thing for the soldiers of the three armies. If it succeeds, the benefits to Bei Yi will be countless. In the end, it will only be that General Zhao apologizes to me. What does that matter?"

This sentence shut down all of Zhao Qiankun's thoughts.

Zhao Qiankun looked up and glanced at Mo Jiuxiao.

Mo Jiuxiao raised the corners of his lips: "I grant your permission."

Even Mo Jiuxiao agreed, so what could Zhao Qiankun say but to comply?

Although he was confident that Gu Lingzhi was just boasting, he was still cautious: "Please allow me to listen in, Your Highness!"

A glint flashed in Mo Jiuxiao's dark purple eyes as he waved to the soldiers around him.

The soldiers who were still guarding the assassins from Nanhuai at the entrance of the military tent quickly retreated.

Zhao Qiankun stood not far from Gu Lingzhi, quietly watching her.

That look in his eyes seemed to be telling her at all times not to let her play any tricks.

Mo Jiuxiao sat leisurely to the side, his back straight, his long legs resting on the ground: "Aren't you going to start?"

Gu Lingzhi solemnly made her request: "Your Highness, could you and General Zhao please step out for a moment?"

Mo Jiuxiao glanced at her with lowered eyelids: "Are you trying to seduce me?"

Gu Lingzhi blushed.

Seduction of a head.

She stood ramrod straight, her slender frame resolute. "Doesn't Your Highness want to know anything?"

Mo Jiuxiao raised an eyebrow coldly: "Of course, but I'd rather watch you interrogate him!"

Gu Lingzhi shrugged and smiled. She suddenly walked up to the spy and said, "Tell me what you know, and I can beg the prince to spare your life!"

Upon hearing Gu Lingzhi's abrupt question, the man chuckled, "I don't know anything!"

Gu Lingzhi squinted as she looked the man over. He was covered in wounds, and although the wound on his neck had been bandaged, many of his other injuries were even more serious.

Even though he was already at his limit, he still remained stubborn.

Even with severe torture, Mo Jiuxiao's subordinates couldn't get the other party to reveal anything, clearly demonstrating that torture was ineffective.

She had seen plenty of people like this. The special forces soldiers she had worked with back then were all people who risked their lives at any moment.

What does torture and forced confessions amount to?

"Since you insist on not saying anything, I can't force you to, so you should leave."

The man was taken aback. He looked at Gu Lingzhi, then at Mo Jiuxiao sitting beside her with an inscrutable gaze, and even at Zhao Qiankun, who was glaring at him from a distance. For a moment, he found it amusing: "You can let me go?"

Gu Lingzhi narrowed her eyes: "I can't, but the Prince will definitely agree..."

She turned her head, her eyes fixed on Mo Jiuxiao: "Your Highness, is that right?"

Zhao Qiankun's tone immediately became more serious: "Your Highness, this woman is clearly cheating."