box of hearts

Chapter 196: Ji Xianbin (4)
"Your Majesty is so courageous. When she woke up and saw this kind of place, she didn't cry or call for help."

"This kind of place" is a square cellar with a length and width of about four feet and a height of two feet. The exit on the top of the cellar is covered with a rolling plate. The bottom and walls of the cellar are made of cold and hard soil, which looks like a cave .Two small oil lamps were chising and burning on the ground, and through the dim light, Qingtian could clearly see the appearance of the man.She instinctively shrank back, only to realize that she couldn't move - her back was leaning against a very thick cross post, her arms were fixed on both sides of the "cross" by thin cowhide ropes, and another long rope stretched from her chest all the way to her ankles , and bound the whole being to a stake.She was still only wearing last night's pajamas, a thin set of water-red jacket and trousers, the gloomy cold air in the cellar made her feet without shoes and socks frozen and numb, and cold fear appeared in her Between the internal organs.Qingtian wasn't sure if it was from the outside, or if the coldness in her heart made her teeth chatter, but she was sure it wasn't a dream, even though she was still looking forward to meeting her lover before falling into the dream last night, who knew what would happen... In front of my eyes, there was a living nightmare.

"You know my identity, and you hijacked me here. Of course, you planned it long ago. What's the use of me crying, and what's the use of calling for help?"

"Your Majesty is very courageous and knowledgeable, she is indeed not an ordinary vulgar fan. Since your empress is so smart, why don't you guess, why did you invite your empress here?" Due to the backlight, the skin of the sore face became more and more pitted It was uneven, and layers of overlapping shadows crawled on it, disgusting.

Qingtian drew his eyes away, avoiding looking directly at this dark and blurry face, "A thieves who crow like chickens and dogs, what they do is nothing but a dog's business."

The sore-faced man grunted, as if laughing, "Your Majesty, this is wrong. Although my method is a bit reckless, it is for the sake of elegance. I have always heard of the beauty of Your Majesty's calligraphy, which is hidden in its agility. , living in ease and charm, unique for a while, and the best in the capital, so I want to ask for a pair of calligraphy treasures from the empress."

The darkness that shrouded his whole body was like a bottomless curtain. Qingtian consciously fell into this darkness, and his fear became deeper and deeper.

The sore-faced man took out a piece of paper from nowhere, and unfolded it in front of her nose, "As long as the empress makes a copy of the content on it with her own hand, and then puts a handprint on it, I will send the empress back immediately to ensure that the empress is not hurt. .”

The oil lamp at the side suddenly shook, Qingtian squinted his eyes defensively, and read out the first line on the paper: "Uncle Shen, the regent King Gu En, committed the crime of rebelling against the master." She began to understand something, and asked him in horror The man glanced back, and looked down word by word, "My concubine is Duan, she is a prostitute in Beijing, and she has a close relationship with her uncle, the regent, and has been able to serve her around for several years, staying with her day and night. , The experience is true. Uncle Regent is a prominent relative, and he is entrusted by the court. Not only does he not want to repay him, but he pretends to be loyal and cunning. Buying people's hearts. Coercing officials and arbitrarily punishing and rewarding. When there are vacancies in various provinces, they often use cronies and aides, and those who have mastered official management and military affairs in the past are all discarded. Conspiracy to gather party members, disorder political affairs, blatantly, without any scruples, And secretly assassinate assassins, hoping to seek the throne. Fortunately, stealing the name of the regent, adding wings to a tiger, is a disaster! If it is not as early as this morning, it will lead to a big conflict and endanger the country. My uncle is now the regent Chased, converted to Buddhism, looking back on what I saw in the past, I feel uneasy about being silent, I would like to correct the report according to the facts, and hope that the sage will observe it. It will not only eliminate the evil on the side of the king, but also serve as a warning for future generations. Fortunately, Jiangshan , The common people are very fortunate. The concubine is very earnest and sincerely praying."

Accompanied by the last word, Qingtian's entire face turned extremely pale.She glimpsed a corner of the shady scene, but she was even more confused, "You are lawless, yet you fabricated a secret letter in my tone to falsely accuse the prince of treason, and you still want to get my handwriting, so deliberate here—" She once again looked at the pair in horror. Mysterious eyes, "Who the hell is that?"

The sore-faced man heard it and didn't respond, he just shook the paper, "I have brought all the four treasures of the study with me, as long as the empress nods, I will grind and serve the empress immediately."

Qingtian tried to twist again, she was still trembling, but clearly felt a wave of anger raging in her body from the boundless fear.

"Don't think about it."

The sore-faced man laughed loudly, "I have expected that the empress will not give in easily, so--" he swung his hand around his waist, and the paper disappeared, and a pair of thin and long steel pliers appeared , the pincer head flickered with a cold light.

He gently opened the jaws, "Your Majesty's mouth is very hard, but I don't know if the slender fingers are as hard?"

Every joint retracted inward, Qingtian's breathing made chaotic noises, and the hands that were firmly tied to the stake were struggling in horror, "How dare you..."

The man had already leaned forward and grabbed her contracted and dancing fingers, "Your Majesty, as long as you say 'don't even think about it' again, you will know whether you dare or not."

This pus-filled face was so close to her, Qingtian could do nothing but twist his neck, not listening or looking.

The sting came.

She straightened up abruptly, but the jaws only lightly tugged on one of her nails before they were released.

The sore-faced man withdrew for a while, raised the steel tongs in front of his nose, and opened and closed them repeatedly, making a "click, click" sound, "I'll ask again, this secret letter, should your mother copy it or not?" Copy?" He waited for a moment, and a smile full of interest appeared in his eyes, "Although we said 'Ten Fingers Connecting Heart', I will borrow my mother's right hand to write it later. It’s going to be different when you come out. How about this, let’s make a half-fold, just pull out the five nails of the left hand one by one, and treat the empress to taste the real taste.” He opened the pliers and caught it. Qingtian exerted a little force on the nail of his left thumb.

"Your Majesty, it's not too late to nod now."

The wooden stakes behind him couldn't stand up no matter what, and it was a dead end.Qingtian closed her eyes hopelessly, and the next moment, her tears rolled down.

She had tried all kinds of slaps, fists, whips, hammers, and even a pestle for pounding rice, but she had never experienced such pain that penetrated into the bone marrow.Twisting the muscles and bones, tearing the internal organs, and the only thing she could do was to grit her teeth silently.

Then the pain stopped for a moment, and the voice from the buzzing tinnitus sounded distorted and indistinct, "How about your mother, is it uncomfortable? As long as you are willing to write, Yuzhi can be spared from this crime. "

Qingtian turned her head to the side and inhaled heavily. Her left hand seemed to have dyed nails out of bounds. Half of her hand was dripping bright red. drop a word.

The sore-faced man nodded, "Hehe, I'm going to try it next time. Isn't such a delicate body really a steel frame?" The steel pliers pulled out the entire nail with a "zier".

There were bursts of blackness in front of Qingtian's eyes, the scales of the fish leaving the water were shaved alive, and the feathers of the birds that fell to the ground were ripped off.When she was in extreme pain, an illusion appeared, and a demon with a human face and a beast body smashed into her viciously with a steel fork.

Saliva and snot dripped down together, and Qingtian screamed with a deformed face.

Hearing the sound, the sore-faced man seemed to have a heart of compassion, and sighed worthlessly: "I said it a long time ago, why did I bleed for a few inks? How about it, let me untie the empress?"

Qingtian remembered that when she was beaten in a brothel, she would hold back tears and recall the appearance of her lover——Qiao Yunze's appearance in her heart, so she closed her eyes and recalled Qi She, his hands, his kisses, his smiling face. Fragments are coming.She had had so many men, all of whom were greedy for her beautiful body, but this one penetrated her heart like sunlight through a crystal.So her cowardly body is eager to say "yes", eager to copy the devil's secret letter a thousand times or ten thousand times, it doesn't matter, anyway, her heart will always be the purest crystal, so pure that there is no impurity or crack .

Qingtian's eyelids trembled, and he gathered all his strength, "My lord is so loyal to the emperor, how can you allow you villains to spread rumors and frame you? Aren't you afraid of retribution!"

The scar on the man's face swelled, he raised the pliers without saying anything, grabbed the nail of Qingtian's index finger and pulled it with all his strength, pulling out the skin with all his strength.Then, the jaws grabbed the middle finger again, this time as if a wild beast was dismembering a corpse, the sharp teeth were lifted outwards, pushed inwards, stirred, lifted... the difficulty and slowness were enough to make a person start from head to toe. The feet were torn into pieces, but the broken nails were still on the bloody fingers, and the muscles were glued together.

Qingtian could no longer make a sound, as if his whole body was immersed in a piece of muddy water, he could only see the faint shape, but nothing real.Just when her lungs were on the verge of bursting, she got a little more air, and she floated to the surface of the water, covered in wet sweat, and her hair that reached her ears was already in strands, dripping water.

After she regained some consciousness, she heard a cruel laughter that jumped into her eardrums, "There is such a nonsense that the empress was transformed by a thousand-year-old rat spirit. If it is true, the empress is indeed very good However, it is said that snakes have seven inches, and demons have gates of life. Since the empress is the oiran of the capital and the head of the romantic squad, I have the right to try it and see if the gate of life is hidden under this red dress?"

The Qingtian right now is indeed a demon, a demon that has spit out the golden core, has been overdrawn and hollowed out from the inside out, even the wet and cold coat and bellyband were roughly stripped off, she no longer has the will to resist.But when the sore-faced man pointed the bloody steel tongs at her breasts, she froze, her pupils dilated, "You, what are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)