The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 361 How to treat her?
The pitch-black dungeon was filled with the smell of rust and blood. The cold wind could not take away the filth inside, but it could let in bursts of cold air.

Cold to the bone.

The dark prison was dark, and there was no light for a long time. Everything was damp, and the most evil seeds were bred.

But at this moment, the prison guard was kneeling respectfully on both sides of the dark cell, facing the person who was getting off the carriage.

"Your Majesty, we're here." Gao Feng whispered, his eyes full of worry.

Since Miss Ye disappeared, the emperor has never rested, and now Miss Ye has been in a coma for a whole day, and the emperor has persisted for another whole day. He is obviously pale and frighteningly pale, but he is not tired at all. People are terrified when they see it.

Feng Qing got off the carriage slowly, her black hair was still tied high, she changed into white clothes, and a heavy cloak that stretched the floor, her pale face had bloodthirsty scarlet at the corners of her eyes.

"See the emperor!" The prisoner knocked his head on the ground and said loudly and respectfully.

Feng Qing didn't say anything, just walked forward step by step, with a calm expression and expressionless face, until he stopped in front of a torture room.

In the execution room, four people were bound by heavy and cold chains, with a thick iron ring hanging from their necks, and the iron ring was connected to the torture tools above.

Feng Qing looked sideways: "Four?" Gao Feng said, there were five.

Gao Feng was stunned, stepped forward and said in a low voice, "There was another one who had no blood in his neck and could only vent his anger. He died on the way to capture him."

"Yeah." Feng Qing responded in a low voice, suddenly thinking of the blood on Ye Feiwan's hands, she lowered her eyes and said softly, "It's a good deal for him." To die so easily.

Gao Feng couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Such a saint is inexplicably frightening.

"Where are these people?" Feng Qing raised her eyes.

"Just now the prisoners were punished with caning, but they haven't confessed yet." Gao Feng said in a low voice.

"Confess what?" Feng Qing was puzzled.

Gao Feng hesitated: "Admit who they are."

"Why do I want to know, who are they?" Feng Qing looked at the four people with contempt like a devil looking down on livestock, he nodded and smiled suddenly, "It's just those who are rebellious officials and thieves, or spies from other countries, such Are there still few people? They are all worthless waste!"

When those four people were said like this, their faces immediately became furious, and they stared at Feng Qing, wishing to eat his flesh and drink his blood, but when they saw the smile on Feng Qing's lips, they couldn't feel the hairs in their hearts.The punishment of whipping, but it hurts a little bit, and he passed it with patience, and now looking at the emperor's smile, it's like... the cat sees a mouse and doesn't eat it, just play with it at will.

"Take off their clothes." Feng Qing ordered suddenly.

The prison guard led the order and stepped forward, took out a dagger and cut off the waist seals of those people, and took off their jackets.

"Pour cold water on it." Feng Qing said again.

In the cold winter, the already dark prison is only colder than the outside, but now it is unbearable to be poured with cold water.

However, it is not enough.Feng Qing squinted her eyes. Ye Feiwan's body took a long time to warm up. These people...

He raised his foot suddenly and walked a few steps towards the execution room.

"Your Majesty, this place is filthy." The guard reminded carefully.

The cloak that was dragging the ground was stained with mud, but Feng Qing ignored it and walked into the execution room slowly, looking at the four people: "How did you treat her?"

"Bah, dog emperor, kill or cut as you please, we won't say anything if you ask us today!" The man in black sneered.

Hearing this, Feng Qing was never angry. Instead, she lowered her eyes and meditated for a moment, then raised her head and remained calm: "You know, your seniors have never even seen my face, and they turned into puddles of meat and fed the beasts. ?”

"Dog Emperor!" The man in black shook his body, but still tried to remain calm.

"Heh," Feng Qing chuckled, "Now, why do you think I want to see you in person?" He took out a dagger inlaid with red gemstones from his cuff, played with it casually, then opened his mouth, paused every word, and asked again Said, "How do you guys treat her?"

The man in black laughed mockingly: "You mean that bitch who took the initiative to hook up with the fifth brother... ah!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he let out a howl.

Feng Qing suddenly rushed forward like a beast, the dagger in his hand pierced his palm, and the blood flowed out violently, but he didn't notice it, turned the dagger, and let the dagger go through the flesh and blood.

The man in black's face was pale, and a layer of cold sweat rose from his forehead.

Feng Qing laughed lowly, drew out the dagger, and brought the dagger to his mouth: "This is the last time, how do you treat her?"

"Brother slapped that woman," the tall and thin man in black suddenly said, his voice trembling with fear, "Second brother and fourth brother clamped down on that woman, took off her arm, and the day before yesterday At night, she froze all night..."

"Shut up!" The words were interrupted by the man in black in front of Feng Qing, who glared at Feng Qing, "What's wrong with that bitch torturing her because she doesn't have enough clothes on her own? You can just kill us! "

Feng Qing looked at the person in front of him, the dagger held a beautiful knife flower in his hand, and then the silver light flashed, and cut half of the person's face from the corner of his lips.

With a mournful cry, Feng Qing put the dagger aside: "It's a pity, this is my favorite dagger, but it's dirty." He turned and walked out of the torture room, looking at them through the iron cage: "You think, Will you be as lucky as your predecessors, just as simple as being killed?"

The faces of the four were pale.

Feng Qing lowered her eyes: "There is a kind of punishment in this world called sticking. People are made into sticks, and the excess flesh, hands, feet, ears, nose, and... the lifeblood are all shaved off. But people's consciousness is still there, and they are alive."

Feng Qing pursed her lips, her eyes were bloodthirsty scarlet: "It's fun, isn't it?"

"You..." The man was finally scared, his eyes were dark, the blood on his face dripped down on his body, and his arrogance disappeared, "If you have the ability, kill me and torture people..."

"I tortured you all, what's the matter?" Feng Qing interrupted him, and used his words just now to go back.

The man's face was pale, and finally he couldn't help shivering. He looked at the young emperor in front of him. The people had heard that the new emperor was Qingming and righteous, but now he was very surly.He seemed to know what kind of devil he had provoked.

"Treat these people well," Feng Qing turned her eyes, and ordered the guards beside her, "The so-called loyal words are harsh, they risk their lives to teach me to be a man, so naturally I can't bear them to die, can I?" , his voice cooled down, "Take a breath."

"Yes." The prisoner hurriedly responded respectfully.

Feng Qing turned around, headed for the door, and got into the carriage without any haste.

It wasn't until he was sitting in the carriage that he slowly lowered his eyes to look at the blood on his hands—he thought of the blood on Ye Feiwan's hands yesterday.

Ye Feiwan had never harmed anyone in his previous life or in this life, not even a single one.Even if he stabbed a hairpin in his previous life, he gave it back to her so harshly in this life.

Was she... terrified?
(End of this chapter)