The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

There was an inexplicable chill in Murong Canghai's eyes, which made Song Feiyan tremble all over.

"Okay, let's torture her together, and I will take you into the palace."

Dali Temple, inside the prison.

This is a rotten, moldy, dark world. The cold wind blows in from the narrow window on the top of the prison, making a sound like a woman's sobbing, with a breath of despair, which makes people fear for no reason.

The ferocious jailer was whipping the disobedient prisoner with a thick whip soaked in chili water.

"I'm going to die tomorrow, why are you howling!"

After the rough sound, the sound of the whip tearing through the flesh was heard, and then the female prisoner's sharp cry.

All the prisoners in the prison that day were female prisoners who were about to be sentenced to death. All the tortured people did not look like human beings, and ghosts did not look like ghosts.

Su Yueming was imprisoned in the easternmost prison. She sat cross-legged on the cold and damp stone slab, with huge mice crawling back and forth under her feet, and she was not afraid of the people in front of her at all.

She has figured it out.

This is the empress dowager's trick, in order to give her a crime that even the emperor will not forgive.

Deliberately murdering the emperor's heir is a serious crime of beheading and exterminating the nine clans!

And in order to make her bear such a crime, the Queen Mother actually laid hands on Concubine Ning who was pregnant with a dragon. What does this mean?

The corners of Su Yueming's eyes twitched!

The queen mother has already noticed that the prince and she are working together to find out about her poisoning the prince!

Yes, only for this reason can the noble queen mother not hesitate to kill the emperor's heir.

"Squeak."

At this moment, the cell door opened suddenly, and a strong light shone in. Su Yueming suddenly felt that his eyes were uncomfortable, so he raised his hand to block the sunlight.

The person who came in was Lord Liang of Dali Temple. Su Yueming knew that he was the Empress Dowager's natal family and one of the Empress Dowager's cronies.

Mr. Liang walked to Su Yueming's cell door, and winked at the guard guarding the side. The guard immediately bent down, took out the key, and opened the cell door.

"Bold, you didn't kneel when you saw Mr. Liang!" Seeing Su Yueming's face was cold, sitting on the stone slab without moving, with a look of no one in his eyes, the jailer of the servant stepped forward and sternly shouted at Su Yueming.

"The crown prince allows the princess not to kneel, why does the princess kneel to Master Liang?" Su Yueming's eyes fell on the jailer coldly, and the jailer with the whip in his hand trembled in shock from the cold gaze. Suddenly forgot what else to say.

Mr. Liang smiled coldly, "You are so arrogant. You are so reckless after entering Dali Temple. Do you really think that the blood of the royal family is flowing in your body? This princess is just a mere title. Here But it can’t help at all, come here, put on the instruments of torture.”

Master Liang gave the order, and saw several jailers bring a wooden donkey. Su Yueming saw that the blood of the previous prisoner still remained on the wooden donkey's sharp stake.

The so-called wooden donkey is a kind of torture specially used by Dali Temple for female prisoners——

On the back of the wooden donkey stands a sharp wooden stake as thick as a thumb. The sharpest stake at the top can kill people. Then the two guards lifted the wooden donkey and walked back and forth. As the wooden donkey moved, the sharp wooden stake also stretched and retracted, until the female prisoner's lower body was dripping with blood and was torn in pain. The heart is cracked, and some jailers will deliberately bump when they walk. In this way, many female prisoners who are tortured often die tragically on the wooden donkey.