There is a crazy concubine in the family: I can't afford to marry a concubine

But just stepping on a piece of meat will double the pain level. Xia Xiang didn't seem to be satisfied with stepping on it, so she rolled it on the spot a few times.

Leng Aomei couldn't bear the pain and let out a sharp cry.

"My lord, save me! This lowly maid..." Leng Aomei's original words gradually faded away after seeing Xuanyuan Che's expression.

"Side concubine, do you still remember what this king asked you just now? How did you answer?" Xuanyuan Che's voice had a hint of playfulness in it. For those who did not cherish the opportunities he gave, Xuanyuan Che would never have another chance. I hate people who lie to me the most, especially people who don't care.

"My lord, I know I was wrong, I dare not do it anymore." Leng Aomei kept begging, trying to get Xuanyuan Che to save him.

"It's not convenient for me to intervene in this kind of matter. I leave it to the princess to decide. If a princess doesn't even have the qualifications, wouldn't it be embarrassing to say it?"

Xuanyuan Che said with a smile, he didn't say a word about the fate that this woman is about to face, Xuanyuan Che has never been a soft-hearted person, otherwise how could he have become the current fourth prince, iron blood, cold and cold? His way of life is just his I still have the people in my heart.

"My lord, you can't do this, she will kill me!" There was a trace of fear in Leng Aomei's voice.

"Why did my concubine kill you? You are my sister..." Leng Lan said lightly, without the slightest murderous intent in her eyes.

"Chunxiang, what instruments of torture did she use to entertain Aunt Wen?" Leng Lan asked softly.

Hearing Leng Lan's words, Leng Aoxue trembled involuntarily, recalling the scene when he tortured Aunt Wen just now, if those instruments of torture were used on him, what would he be like?

"Miss, I haven't seen many of these instruments of torture, so I don't know much about them." Although Chunxiang has been trained since childhood, she has never been abused or abused others, so naturally she doesn't know about those instruments of torture.

"Then, among those instruments of torture, bring me the ones that look interesting and are relatively petite." Leng Lan replied after thinking for a while, although she didn't know much about those instruments of torture, but relying on her years of experience as a killer However, Leng Lan still knows that the smaller the torture tool, the more places it can injure and the greater the damage it will cause.

"Yes, Miss." There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Chunxiang's mouth, which seemed to have some meaning.

"Sister, what do you want to do first?" He said and slapped Leng Aomei's face a few times.

Two slap marks appeared on Leng Aomei's face instantly, and some blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Leng Lan blew on her hand, "Hey, will my hands be dirty?" Leng Lan blew on her hand. Leng Lan felt very satisfied with the damage she caused, after all her own The skills in the hands have been increased by a few percent.

Chunxiang took out some instruments of torture from the side room, and put them on the ground in front of Leng Lan.

"Miss, that's it." Chunxiang said with a smile, "Miss, I think this kneeling needle board is quite interesting, but it's not very petite, so I don't know whether to take it out, but I think it would be a bit awkward if I don't take it out." Missing."

Leng Lan glanced at Chunxiang appreciatively.

"Just try this first." Leng Lan looked at the needle board...