Delicate and difficult to coax, the sick and spoiled son pinches his waist and spoils him wildly

The dim candlelight hit the iron door rails and cast shadows on the bluestone bricks.

The smell of blood mixed with an unspeakable fishy smell in the air, and there was an endless stream of whippings and moans.

In the messy cell, An Yi's naked upper body was covered with bloody whip marks, and he was tied to a wooden stake by a rusty chain.

"Tick-tock-"

The bright red blood kept dripping, forming a small pool on the ground.An Yi lowered his head, his long hair disheveled.

The jailer sat hunched over and panting, his blood-stained whip thrown casually on the rotten wooden table.

"Damn it, what are you talking about!" The jailer glared at him fiercely and rubbed his sour arm, "I advise you to admit it honestly, and you will suffer less physical pain, otherwise you will look good!"

He thought it would be over soon, but he didn't expect this man to be a stubborn person.They had been beating him for several hours, but this man had managed to endure it.

An Yi sneered: "I didn't kill anyone, why should I admit it?"

"Damn it, you really have to drink fine wine if you don't eat the toast!" The jailer was also angry. It was the same at all costs. He was a tough guy. "You asked for this."

He stood up and walked to the red-hot charcoal pot in the corner, took out the hot soldering iron buried in it, and approached An Yi with a grin: "It's hard for me to be kind and want to make you happy, but you insist on asking for trouble." eat."

What does it have to do with him being innocent!This is an adult's order to him to get things done. If he refuses to sign and sign, then he will suffer a lot more!
The hot iron gave off such scorching heat that the jailer started to sweat a little.

As if imagining the screams of the person in front of him and the wonderful sound of the soldering iron hitting the flesh, the smile on the jailer's face also turned ferocious, and his big eyes were full of joy and expectation.

"Stop!" An Yi had already felt the burning sensation. A second before the iron burned his chest, a sharp cry suddenly came from outside the cell.

Jiang Wu strode over and kicked the iron cell door with a cold look in her eyes: "Come here and open the door!"

Looking at the miserable scene in the cell, she squinted her eyes, and her sharp gaze fell on the jailer: "If An Yi has both advantages and disadvantages, watch out for your life!"

This dog officer!If she hadn't spent a lot of money to find out, An Yi would have been beaten to death today, or he would have been tortured to death!
The dignified prefect has taken countless bribes and committed many unjust cases. He is simply a beast that cares about human life!

Jiang Wu swallowed the sweet smell in her throat

This matter will never be settled like this.

He was startled by the murderous intent in the other person's tone.

After seeing the person clearly, the jailer frowned and said with a hint of displeasure in his tone: "Your Majesty, County Lord, I am interrogating the prisoner on the orders of the Magistrate. Are you trying to interfere with the government's handling of the case?"

"Open your dog eyes and take a good look at what this is!" Jiang Wu said in a cold voice and threw a volume of documents at the jailer.

Picking up the document from the ground, he hid the resentment in his eyes and looked at the contents.

The more he looked, the uglier his face became.Putting down the official documents, the jailer quickly stepped forward and opened the cell door to let her in.

"Young one is too blind to see Taishan. I have offended many people. Please forgive me, the city lord." He smiled and threw the soldering iron aside. "Young one, let me untie it for you."

As he spoke, he stepped forward to untie the chain on An Yi's arm, his hands still trembling slightly.

"I'll make arrangements now, little one." After saying that, he left as if running away.

An Yi fell to the ground, leaning against the wooden stake, looking at Jiang Wu approaching him with a miserable look.

"County Lord..."

"Don't talk if the injury is so severe." Jiang Wu lowered her eyes and sighed, her eyes falling on the shocking scars on his body, a cold light rising in her eyes, "It's okay, I'm here to take you back."

A smile appeared on An Yi's lips, and his consciousness fell into chaos.In the county lord's mansion, Cuizhu and Fangrong's eyes were red and they were absent-minded, their eyes always falling outside the door.

Fangrong had been crying all day. Cuizhu saw this and silently poured her a glass of water.

Seeing her anxious and worried look, Cuizhu felt a twinge in his chest, but he didn't dare to make any sound for fear of irritating her.

"Why hasn't the county master come back? Will An An be okay for a while?" She drank a glass of water with shaking hands, and then Fangrong felt that she was more awake.

"As long as the county master is here, everything will be fine." Cuizhu comforted her softly, suppressing the panic in her heart.

The two looked at each other and fell silent again, feeling that every minute was extremely long and painful.

Suddenly, there was a noise at the door, and several men dressed as jailers came in carrying a coffin. Their faces suddenly turned pale.

"Is this, An Yi?" Fang Rong's face was pale, she felt dizzy and the world became dim.

Cuizhu's face was pale, tears rolled down like broken beads, and she sobbed silently in her throat, as if something was broken in her heart, flowing out with a thick and sticky color.

"Okay, okay, what are you thinking about!" After the jailer left, Jiang Wu strode in followed by the doctor.Seeing the two people looking like the sky had fallen, I couldn't help but laugh, "An Yi is fine. He is just injured. Now let the doctor take a look."

If it wasn't for the fake death, she really wouldn't be able to bring An Yi out.

Jiang Wu counted the time and estimated that the effects of the medicine should have worn off by now.

The two of them were shocked and wiped their tears. After opening the coffin lid, they quickly stepped forward to take a look.

Seeing that An Yi's chest was still heaving, he felt relieved.

"Why is he hurt so badly? It hurts so much." Fangrong looked at the shocking injuries on his body and burst into tears with distress, venting the repression of the day's fear.

Cuizhu covered her mouth and walked out quickly, her tears blown away by the wind, causing small splashes of water on the ground.

After the doctor treated An Yi's wound, Jiang Wu ordered his servants to move An Yi to his room.

Seeing that An Yi was fine, Jiang Wu gave Fangrong and Cuizhu a few words and left first.

Fang Rong stayed by An Yi's side, looking at his weak appearance, she couldn't help but shed tears.

When Cuizhu came in with white porridge, An Yi also happened to wake up.

The first thing he saw was the green bamboo at the door, with inexplicable emotion in his dark eyes.

Hearing the sobbing, he noticed the beautiful face beside the bed.

"Okay, isn't this okay? Stop crying." He said in a hoarse voice.

"Look at how injured you are, you're still fine." She wiped her eyes with a charming look.

Carrying the porridge to the other side, Cuizhu fed the porridge to An Yi without saying a word.

After swallowing the porridge in the dark, Fang Rong bit her lip and lowered her eyes without saying a word.

For several days, Cuizhu stayed by An Yi's side to take care of him.

While Cuizhu came out to cook the medicine, Fang Rong came over and looked at her with red eyes.

"Cuizhu, what position do you have in taking care of An Yi? I am the one who arranged for An Yi to be married by the county head, and I am his only wife. Can you please stop being around him all the time!"