Poisonous Peasant 'Concubine'

"Princess, how are these two basins?"

Chunxiang, who went back and forth, came back with two clay basins as big as the mouth of a bucket. Looking at the size, many people couldn't help but twitch their mouths. Is Chunxiang black too?With such a big basin, Wanfu might be scared to death before the bloodletting started. You know, it might not feel like the blood is scattered on the ground. If all of them are gathered in one place, how would it feel? ?Not to mention the sourness and horror, not to mention the physical pain, even the psychological fear may drive the other party crazy.

"Well, although it's a bit small, let's make do with it, go, put it under his command, my concubine wants to watch our prince perform."

Suppressing a smile, he glanced at the two large earthen pots Chunxiang was holding, Ling Jingxuan nodded his head pretendingly, Chunxiang was also deft, and after getting his approval, he bent down and carefully placed the two earthenware pots under Wanfu's hands.

"No, princess, please don't do it, there are really no slaves? Huh?"

Wanfu was so frightened that his orifice shrank, and he was still stubborn and refused to tell the truth. Everyone only heard a swoosh, a cold light flashed, and then there was a scream like killing a pig. When they looked closely, Wanfu's left thumb pointed A hollow iron nail had already been inserted into the abdomen, and the blood flowed out along the hollow iron pipe almost immediately, and flowed into the earthen basin tick-tock, the smell of blood gradually permeated.

"Oh my lord, spare me my lord—"

Five fingers connected to the heart, and the thumb was tied tightly with an iron nail not much smaller than chopsticks, and the iron nail was still hollow. Watching the bright red blood flow from his fingers into the clay basin, Wanfu was frightened. He yelled, his face was covered with tears and snot, and he really wanted to move his body to pull out the painful iron nail, but his body was like a magic spell, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move at all.

"What are you shouting about? You can't die!"

The eunuch's voice was already shriller than the average man's. If it wasn't for his screams that would have aggravated his own fear, he would have temporarily lost his voice. Instead, she whimpered and begged for mercy: "Woooo?? Princess, spare your life, Princess, spare your life?"

"The blood flow is a bit slow, so when will the two big basins be filled? My concubine is still thinking about filling the two big basins of blood before night, and then having someone make it into a blood vessel for him to eat."

Squatting down to see the flow of blood, Ling Jingxuan touched his chin to pretend to be innocent, but the words he said became more and more cruel, which invisibly deepened someone's sense of fear. He is a doctor and has done psychological research. He knows better than anyone how to scare the other party to the ground. Eunuchs like Wanfu are commonly known as old fritters. He will never confess without some harsh methods.

"Isn't that easy?"

"Shhhhhh!"

"Ah."

Yan Shengrui raised his eyebrows domineeringly, and in the next second, his eyes froze, and after a few squeaks, accompanied by screams, all the fingers of Wanfu's left hand were covered with iron nails, and blood flowed from different iron nails at the same time. The front end flowed out, and Wanfu's whole face wrinkled in pain. Even though his body was frozen, he still trembled uncontrollably.

"Is the princess satisfied with this speed?"

Ignoring someone's pig-killing screams, Yan Shengrui looked at his wife dotingly, and liked the naughty smile on his face the most, "Well, let's force it, there is another side."

Nodding his head, he walked back to him and sat down. Ling Jingxuan dug out a few identical iron nails from the medicine box. Yan Shengrui took them tacitly without even looking at the target. He flicked his right hand casually, five nails The iron nails flew out in unison, and pierced into the five fingers of Wanfu's right hand with precision.

"Ah huh? No, don't spare your life, my lord, spare your life?"

Wanfu was so painful that he almost passed out, his screams became smaller and smaller, his trembling became bigger and bigger, he kept whimpering for mercy, but he still refused to let go, as if he and Concubine Ye Gui were really wronged In general, the cold light in Ling Jingxuan's eyes was even worse. He wanted to see whether it was his mouth or his methods.

"Tsk tsk?? According to this flow method, it will take less than half an hour for his blood to be drained, right?"

Zeng Shaoqing, who had been watching silently all this time, clicked his tongue twice, and his words sounded a little sympathetic to him, but in fact, the fox eyes were full of murderous frost, which was found by him himself, and he was not worthy of sympathy. If he was really wronged, then The first time he saw the palace maid, he would not be startled reflexively. From the moment Yan Shan threw him in front of them, only the reaction at that moment was real, and everything else was just pretending.

It has to be said that Wanfu's little trick is okay to deceive others, but he didn't deceive any of the four people present.

"What? You sympathize with him?"

Knowing that he didn't mean it that way, Ling Jingxuan purposely found fault with him. It would probably take a while for the eunuch to collapse, and if he is idle, he is idle.

"Am I crazy? I don't have enough sympathy for that kind of person."

Glancing at him angrily, Zeng Shaoqing couldn't help but roll his eyes. Being kind to the enemy is cruel to himself. Excessive sympathy will only kill them. He is not that stupid. Besides, he himself is serious. I wonder if he still has the luxury of sympathy.

"Ha ha--"

Ling Jingxuan smiled slightly, and did not continue to fight with him. He got up and took the pulse of Dongxiang and Xiaoqi and Xiaojiu respectively. After confirming that they were recovering quickly, Ling Jingxuan sat down beside the bed: "Xiaojiu, are you afraid of this?" kind of scene?"

Xiao Qi is not worried, he should have been used to such bloody scenes long ago, but Xiao Jiu, who was an overbearing and unreasonable little prince for the past few months, probably hasn't had the chance to see this kind of scene, right?

"Huh? No, don't be afraid, they are the ones who harmed Brother Seventh Emperor, Xiao Jiu is not afraid."

Mingming's voice was trembling, but he was stubbornly unwilling to admit that he was afraid. Ling Jingxuan couldn't help laughing, and reached out to pat his head: "Xiao Jiu, there's no shame in being afraid. When people are afraid, I am the same, but we It is necessary to distinguish when to be afraid and when not to be afraid. For example, when you are worried about Xiao Qi, that is the time to be afraid. As for now, why do you need to be afraid? No matter how cruel our methods are, it is for It’s just protecting the people we care about, at this time, we don’t need to be afraid.”

Moreover, he is not really cruel. Anyone who is a little more careful will find that no matter who is forced to confess, he has given them a chance to confess. As long as they tell the truth, even if he cannot let them live, he will Give them a good time, so that you don't torment them in a different way, because they don't cry when they don't see the coffin, and they can't blame him for being cruel.

"Well, Xiao Jiu remembered, thank you Aunt Jiu Huang for teaching."

Although he didn't fully understand what he meant, he still knew the general idea. The Ninth Prince looked at him and nodded firmly, and the little fear disappeared.

"The only thing you have to do now is to recover from your illness. Leave the rest to me and Yunhan."

Looking at them separately again, Ling Jingxuan got up and walked back, the kindness on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by coldness and coldness, glanced at the eunuch who was already pale due to excessive blood loss, Ling Jingxuan walked to Yan Shengrui's side, the latter had a tacit understanding He picked up the teacup and swung the tea leaves floating on it before sending it to him.

"Jingxuan, will he lose too much blood and die?"

Chu Yunhan looked at Wanfu, who was bleeding a lot and was whimpering all the time. If he died, their clues would be broken. "Dead? How can it be so cheap?" After drinking tea, Ling Jingxuan said coldly , as long as he doesn't let him die, he can't die easily.

"Hehe... I feel relieved with your words."

Chu Yunhan showed a trace of a relieved smile, even if Wanfu was ordered by others, he couldn't let him die too cheaply.

Knowing what he was thinking, Ling Jingxuan put down his teacup, thinking that the time was almost up, got up and squatted in front of Wanfu and knocked on two earthen basins already filled with a lot of blood: "Tsk tsk?? This is enough for you to eat twice By the way, there is a saying in the folks, where you eat, you will be nourished. In fact, from the perspective of a doctor, it is impossible. For example, your blood, after you eat it, there will be no blood enrichment. Wanfu, you shouldn't think that this concubine will let you bleed to death like this? Don't think so, this concubine still has a lot of fun tricks that she hasn't used, you can be sure You have to persevere, this concubine has a lot of patience to use on you."

Some people may not be afraid of death, let alone being tortured physically, but he must not be able to resist the fear from the heart. What he does is to continuously deepen that fear. When his fear accumulates to a certain level, he will grow old. Honestly explained.

"Princess Wuwu, please forgive me, please forgive me?"

Wan Fu, who had long been numb from the pain and was so frightened, was even more frightened when he heard it. This was the first method that almost killed him. What's next? ?He is not afraid of death, whether recruited or not, he is sure to die, but, he is really a little afraid of the so-called methods of Princess Cheng.

"My concubine also wants to forgive you, but you don't give me a chance, Wanfu, your fate is in your own hands, please beg my concubine? I think you should beg yourself."

After all, Ling Jingxuan stood up, and after another quarter of an hour, if he still doesn't confess, he can only switch to other methods. If the blood loss exceeds a certain amount, he may pass out, which is absolutely nothing to him good thing.

"No...kill me, princess, please kill me—"

Seeing that he was about to walk away again, Wanfu yelled heart-piercingly, every drop of blood in the crock pot increased his fear, he couldn't take it anymore, Princess Cheng is a demon, he would rather die I don't want to see my own blood flow out little by little.

"Want to die? How easy is it? Without my concubine's permission, you will never die."

Leaning sideways at him, Ling Jingxuan sneered disdainfully. Wanfu, who was crying and begging for mercy, was taken aback. There seemed to be a broken voice in his head. Wanfu collapsed: "Huh? I said, I said everything? I said everything ?” At this moment, he finally gave up, Prince Cheng’s methods were too terrifying, and there was nothing but fear in his mind.

"Hehe...have you finally seen the situation clearly?"

Really seeing the coffin without tears, Ling Jingxuan hooked his fingers at Yan Shan: "Help him pull out the iron nail, doctor boy, stop the bleeding for him."

He didn't want him to pass out halfway through the conversation.

"Yes"

The three who were called out went out in response. Every time Yan Shan pulled out a nail for him, he thought he was numb from the pain and screamed again, and then the medical boys quickly filled their seats, moving swiftly to give him a hand. He stopped the bleeding and bandaged them, Ling Jingxuan stood behind them and watched coldly, and it took a long time before he sat down beside Yan Chengrui again.