Empress

The prison was dark and dark, Rong Cheng was pressed by Guan Hongfeng on the copper pillar to gallop freely, and the iron bars clanged under the impact.

Rong Cheng was whipped overnight, and his naked body was covered with whip marks, which showed that Guan Hongfeng's blood was throbbing.

"Can you plead guilty?" Guan Hongfeng stroked the red mark on Rong Cheng's chest.

Rong Cheng lowered his head, his hands were hung high on the pillars, he was unconscious from the pain, and he said intermittently: "What is the crime?"

Guan Hongfeng pinched Rongcheng's chin, and looked at him coldly, "You poisoned the peach blossom soup, killing my concubine and two lives, you are very courageous."

A sneer appeared on Rong Cheng's pale face, "You and I are the only ones here, so why play dumb, that bowl of peach blossom soup was obviously planted on me by you."

Last night, Concubine Jie of Anle Palace died suddenly. The imperial physician diagnosed that the last peach blossom soup she ate contained a red crest.

The little eunuch in charge of delivering the snacks couldn't stand the torture, and confessed that Rong Cheng ordered him to do it.

Rong Chengshang was in a dream, and was thrown into prison by the guards who broke into the palace, and was whipped overnight. What waited for him was not the poisoned wine and white silk, but Guan Hongfeng's personal imprisonment.

Guan Hongfeng smiled intriguingly, "What evidence do you have to prove that I did it, slandering the emperor, do you want to die?"

As Guan Hongfeng said so, his actions became more and more unscrupulous.

Rong Cheng's eyes turned black, and the welts were soaked in sweat, and there was burning pain, and the Ling Chi-like pain made him tremble all over.

Rong Cheng's voice was hoarse, "Whether it's a false accusation, you know very well."

Guan Hongfeng smiled, revealing a deep sense of mockery, and stretched out his hand to play with Rong Cheng's hair, "Even if I admit it, so what, someone has to do it for me."

Rong Cheng raised his head and looked at Guan Hongfeng: "Why me?"

Guan Hongfeng stroked Rong Cheng's face: "It's a poor life, so it doesn't matter if you die."

Rong Cheng coughed and laughed, he violently raised his hands hanging high, but was pressed by Guan Hongfeng on the pillar, and the shadows of the two on the wall overlapped again.

Hearing Rong Cheng's painful panting, Guan Hongfeng raised his head and sighed contentedly, "Do you know why I didn't keep her?"

Rongcheng was drenched in cold sweat and out of breath, the torment he had suffered all night had made him unbearable, and his stomach was churning.

Guan Hongfeng approached and said: "Because the child in her womb is not mine, so naturally I can't keep it."

Rong Cheng took a few breaths, "How did you know?"

Guan Hongfeng narrowed his eyes, and his eagle-like eyes were locked tightly, "Since I took the throne, who is the only one I have favored, don't you know?"

Everyone in the world thinks that the current Holy Majesty is just a bloodthirsty and licentious tyrant, but only Rong Cheng knows that Guan Hongfeng is still a broken sleeve who can't do anything to women.

Guan Hongfeng whispered in Rong Cheng's ear: "You have sex every night, even if you have, you should be pregnant."

Rong Cheng showed a sarcastic sneer, showing no trace of disgust.

Guan Hongfeng showed displeasure, and lightly slapped Rong Cheng's face, "But even if you are pregnant, I won't keep it. After you are born, wrap it in a straw mat and throw it in the wasteland for burial."

Rong Cheng sneered weakly: "It's good to be buried, anyway, the blood of dirty things is flowing on the body."

This sentence made Guan Hongfeng completely ruthless.

"Dirty things? What are you who are humiliated by dirty things every day?" Guan Hongfeng grabbed Rong Cheng's throat roughly, "I'm afraid you have forgotten that you are no longer the emperor of the Chi Kingdom, and now you are just a lowly musician , it’s just a plaything for my entertainment.”

Rong Cheng's face was flushed red, he could hardly breathe, his consciousness became loose with the jolt, and a mournful sob escaped from his throat.

Within a moment, Guan Hongfeng let out a low growl, and the person in his arms convulsed a few times, and collapsed into his arms.

In the confusion of consciousness, Rong Cheng heard Guan Hongfeng say above his head: "This kind of poisonous man, who killed my beloved concubine and still hasn't confessed, come here, put on torture tools, I want to see how long he can keep his mouth so hard."