This prince belongs to me

Chapter 840 Prefect He 1
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At first, He Zhiyuan didn't believe that Ling Qianying would really kill him. However, now that he had lost his soul, before he passed out, he finally believed it a little bit.

Others tortured while watching while tortured, for fear of beating people to death, and they would not be able to eat and walk around, but he did not show any mercy when beating people.

Is it...

Are you really going to hand over your life here?

This weird and direct method of trial really made him want to cry without tears!

Let him exhaust the eighteenth class, no doubt, he still stands still!Soft and hard don't eat oil and salt!

It's abominable!
……

It was almost noon, and the weather was getting hotter. Ling Qianying lost interest, threw the whip and ordered: "Find a doctor to stop the bleeding, and don't let him die!"

After speaking, he patted his butt and left.

After one night, He Zhiyuan's wound stopped bleeding, thanks to the doctor Ling Qianying found for him.

"It seems that he is still reluctant to die by himself! Hmph! I knew he didn't dare!"

With this in mind, during the interrogation on the second day, his mouth was smoother than the first day.

"Officer! What's your surname?"

"Officer, how is the capital? Are you an official?"

"Officer, Jiangling has produced beauties since ancient times. If you don't mind, I can show you around. I promise you won't want to leave after you come..."

Where is He Zhiyuan talking to himself, directing and acting by himself, talking to himself!

"Hit me! Hit me to death!"

Ling Qianying suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have found a doctor for him, he should have been beaten to death directly!
……

He Zhiyuan was hoisted up again, and hoarse hoarse horns sounded from the yard from time to time.

Chu Tianqing sat beside Ling Qianying with a smile on his face, and poured jasmine tea for her with his own hands.

Xia De's whip fell mercilessly, and the wound that had been bandaged was opened again at this moment.

The burning pain almost washed away the last trace of rationality in his brain.

Ling Qianying was in a very good mood. The snacks here in Jiangling are very special, especially the crab roe cake, which is full of crab roe wrapped in golden fried glutinous rice, exuding a strange fragrance.

Ling Qianying ate happily with the plate in her arms, and almost finished the pot of jasmine tea.

"If you say so, I will guarantee you not to die, how about it?"

After a long while, Ling Qianying, who was full of food and drink, suddenly said quietly, her tone was firm, and she didn't seem to be fake.

He Zhiyuan rolled his eyeballs, no, if he told the truth, a hundred deaths would not be enough, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say it hard.

"Master Imperial Envoy! If you just beat this official to death quietly and spread the word, even if the emperor won't punish you, it will inevitably have a bad impact on your official authority!"

That means that the emperor will not trust you in the future, and will not let you be an imperial envoy again!
snort!That's the idea!
However, Ling Qianying didn't like him, put down the cup in his hand, and smiled coldly.

"He Zhiyuan, before I arrived in the south of the Yangtze River, I heard a lot of complaints from the people on the road. When I stayed at the Juxian Inn, you actually wanted to drive us away just to avoid the rain. Such extravagance and waste bully the people. you say……

If you die, will the people rush to tell and applaud you!

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, He Zhiyuan's complexion immediately became dark and uncertain.

(End of this chapter)