King Yan's Canary

Wen Ruyu woke up in pain.

It's still the side hall, but the slender hands and legs are bound by rough and cold iron chains, and they are between the beds in the back room.

As long as the hands and feet are pulled a little, a series of crisp metal collision sounds will be set off.The blue silk is not tied, if the ink is spilled, covetously covets the pillow inlaid with nephrite sheets for officials.

The blood-stained scarlet opera robe was gone, replaced by a black and loose black robe with embroidered python, which seemed to be Xiao Zhen's official uniform.Between the light-colored lips, there is a round jade ball half the size of a fist.

There was a burning pain on the tip of the severed tongue, and when it touched the jade ball, it was like touching ice that could not cover the heat.

It does ease the pain a bit.

However, such a cold and hard thing was stuffed in the mouth, which made it impossible to close the mouth. I don't know if it was stuffed for a long time, or the cheeks were pinched by Xiao Zhen, in short, the cheeks were unbearably sore and numb.

The saliva was also uncontrollable, squeezing the contact seam between the tip of the jade teeth and the sphere, like the sweet rain oozing from the crushed candied fruit, hanging on the corners of the lips with a seductive luster of water.

Wen Ruyu wanted to throw up, but there was a hole in the center of the jade ball, and it was pierced by a piece of black silk, strangled across the cheek and tied tightly to the back of the head.

Jinluo Mi pupil turned slightly, and swept around the room, but Xiao Zhen and the imperial physician were not seen, but there was a little eunuch and Zhan Feng guarding beside the bed.

The little eunuch had never seen a person made of Xiangyu, so he kept staring at him.

She looked from the loose hair to her toes, and then moved her eyes from the delicate toes to her cheeks. When her eyes met those misty eyes that looked like a fairy in a painting, she blushed immediately.

Quickly retracting his gaze, he tugged at Zhanfeng's sleeve with his eyes closed, "Zhan, guard Zhan, he... he's awake."

Zhan Feng frowned imperceptibly, and opened his eyes immediately.

Looking at Wen Ruyu's eyes, there was a layer of helpless concern, "How do you feel?"

"Ugh..."

Wen Ruyu tugged on the iron chain, wanting Zhanfeng to take the thing out of his mouth.

However, Yuqiu's mouth hurt from the stuffing, the tip of her tongue was gone, and when she made a sound, it hurt like a needle prick, and the tears couldn't be held back, like crushed pearls, falling out of the corners of her eyes.

The black silk that was tied to the ball was soaked and soaked.

Zhanfeng didn't know what he meant, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Wen Ruyu nodded with tears streaming down her face.

"It won't hurt after the injury is cured. Are you thirsty? Do you want some hot water?" Zhan Feng reached out his hand to wipe his tears.

His eyes touched the man's red eye sockets, and his hands stopped in the void, unable to fall down.

Wen Ruyu pulled the iron chain hard, causing the iron chain to rattle.

Tears rolled and fell again, big and big hot.

Zhanfeng saw the bitter hatred and extreme anger through those two wells of tears.

He has followed Xiao Zhen all his life through bloody storms, from life to death, and he has seen this kind of eyes too much.

She was originally indifferent, but Wen Ruyu was a surprise.

He can always, easily pluck the softest string in his heart, but what's the use?

As Xiao Zhen's executioner, apart from being as cold as a knife, he didn't dare to hide any emotion at all.

Pretending not to see anything, he told the little eunuch: "Xiao Shunzi, go get him some hot water and liquid food."

Xiao Shunzi was still peeking at the weeping beauty, feeling sorry for her little heart, and when she heard Zhan Feng's order, she hurriedly responded, "Yes."

He got up respectfully, stepped back respectfully, and after a while, came back respectfully with the plate, bowed his waist and lowered his head, with an extremely humble and cautious appearance.

For a small character like him, if he wants to survive in such a deep palace compound, he must be careful, well-behaved and sensible, so that he can make the Wannian Ship.

Zhanfeng pressed a mechanism at the end of the bed, the iron chain on Wen Ruyu's wrist released a little length, Zhanfeng helped him sit up, and took off the jade ball in his mouth.

Pulled the bright silver thread.

As soon as the jade ball was picked off, the cold feeling in the mouth disappeared, the clenched jaw relaxed, and a burning tingling sensation came from the severed tongue.

Wen Ruyu ignored it, and roared stubbornly, making an incomplete sound like a saw file: "Let... let me go! Let me go..."

The sound seemed to cut the heart into pieces.

Zhanfeng heard a sharp tremor in his heart.

Xiao Shunzi was completely dumbfounded. He was used to seeing all kinds of torture, but his eyes turned red when he heard it.

"Let me go, you, these bad guys..."

Wen Ruyu struggled violently, her eyeballs almost popping out.

Zhan Feng grabbed his trembling and thin shoulders, his dark eyes were bottomless, "Sorry, I can't do it. You should eat something."

Xiao Shunzi quickly brought liquid food and hot water to him, but was knocked to the ground by Wen Ruyu!

Soup and water were spilled all over the floor, and the jade bowl was broken into pieces. The graffiti was messy and no one cared about it.

"Let me go..."

The non-standard pronunciation echoed in the empty hall, piercing people's ears and hearts.

Both Zhanfeng and Xiaoshunzi tried to hold him down to prevent him from getting too excited.

The imperial doctor explained that he should not be allowed to fluctuate too much, otherwise it will affect the next tongue removal.

Just when the two of them didn't know what to do, Xiao Zhen opened the door and walked in!

He caught a glimpse of the mess, and his sharp brows furrowed slightly, then stretched out, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

Then he slowly raised his hand covered by the black robe, and put the other on his back, like a modest gentleman, approaching the person bound by chains on the couch gracefully, with a gentle and teasing voice: "Hey, you still have a big temper? "