The tyrant only favors the alluring concubine

Chapter 193 Torture 2
Yan Xiaoyu stared at him blankly, her eyes fell on the teeth marks on his neck, she nodded slowly, as if she was frightened, and she seemed to be sure of something.

Xiao Ninglan withdrew her hand and ordered with a blank expression, "Come here, take Yan Xiaoyu down and put her in the prison!"

Aya wanted to move, but was blocked by Yan Xiaoyu's eyes. She obediently was locked by the guards and escorted to the prison. Aya was behind her, looking at her silently, her eyes were unprecedentedly deep.

In the dungeon, Yan Xiaoyu still didn't understand why You Xiao would attack Wei Yifang, she wrapped her hands around her knees and buried her head in her arms.

Suddenly, she remembered a detail. On the night when Xiao Xiao came back, it rushed towards Mei Xiang in an aggressive manner, but after recognizing Mei Xiang, it stopped again.

That day, Mei Xiang was wearing turquoise clothes, and Wei Yifang had always been wearing turquoise clothes. No wonder Xiaoer likes to attack humans wearing turquoise clothes?But it's not right, the young owl obviously wanted to attack only Wei Yifang.

The door of the cell opened with a bang, and Yan Xiaoyu flinched. It is definitely not a good thing that someone came to interrogate her in the middle of the night.

Seeing the expressionless jailer who entered the door, she plucked up her courage, "I am Concubine Yan, the princess of Dongchu, you can't murder me..."

The visitor smiled sinisterly, and as soon as he mentioned her, she wanted to scream, but suddenly her acupuncture points were tapped, and then she was dragged into a closed torture room, and the cold atmosphere around her made all the hairs on her body stand on end .

Various instruments of torture were hung in the torture room, and there was also a picture that taught people to identify the mechanism and organization of the human body. The feeling of fear shrouded Yan Xiaoyu.

She looked at the high place, and there was a slender man in a black cloak, sobbing in his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound. The man in black turned his face slowly. When she saw the man's face clearly, she was startled. Wei Yi The room is actually Wei Yi's room...

Wei Yifang's face was intact, her expression hidden under the cloak was a little sinister, she smiled ferociously at Yan Xiaoyu, she raised her hand, and two thick jailers immediately tied Yan Xiaoyu up.

Yan Xiaoyu struggled silently, mouthing curses at Wei Yifang, Wei Yifang raised her hand, and slapped Yan Xiaoyu in the air, she stretched out her slender and fair index finger, pointing to a pair of torture pictures pierced by needles on the wall, Suggests to start with this.

Yan Xiaoyu's cold sweat oozes from her forehead. She has never been a person who can endure pain. When the one-finger-long silver needle is close to her finger, she struggles desperately, fear overwhelming, her tender skin is covered by the rope Stretching marks, as the first needle pierced her middle finger, her first tear rolled out in big drops.

There was a heavy bite between her lips, and she was insane in pain, her fingers were firmly fixed, and her heart throbbed with sharp pain along with her fingers.

After a round of training, she was dripping with cold sweat, and her bun had already been loosened. She looked at Wei Yifang with slack eyes, and Wei Yifang just smiled. From the beginning to the end, she didn't say a word.

Yan Xiaoyu hated herself for not being able to pass out in pain. She was really in pain. Her ten fingers were swollen like sausages. The jailer stepped forward and smeared some cool ointment on her fingers. She was thrown back into the prison as unconscious as she was. was untied.

That night, in Fengluan Palace, Wei Yifang was groggy, Xiao Ninglan was waiting beside her, half of her face was wrapped in gauze, when Xiao Ninglan got up to leave, Wei Yifang stretched out her hand to hold him, she murmured, "Ning Lan, don't go..."

Xiao Ninglan looked back, he wanted to go to the prison to see Yan Xiaoyu, the environment in the prison was very bad, and Yan Xiaoyu was spoiled, he was afraid that she would not get used to it.

"Ning Lan, please don't go..." Wei Yifang cried, her outstretched hand was trembling slightly.

Xiao Ninglan turned around and wiped away the tears from Wei Yifang's cheeks, "A Fang, you can't cry, the imperial doctor said that as long as the wound does not get wet, there will be no scars."

Wei Yifang held Xiao Ninglan's hand, choked up, "Ninglan, I know, you don't like me in the first place, if I get scars, you will send me home, I won't blame you..."

"Don't say stupid things!" Xiao Ninglan frowned.

"Ning Lan, do you really, really don't want to touch me?" Wei Yifang took his hand and got up, the tulle on her body was slightly opened, revealing a large area of ​​cream

She has normal skin, but her right face is wrapped in gauze, and her left face is covered with tears. This appearance is a bit weird.

Xiao Ninglan sighed, "A Fang, why are you bothering? You know very well that this is just a game between the Wei family and me."

"I don't care, I don't care about anything. If you want to fight the King of Hunan, I will help you fight the King of Hunan. If you want to contain the Wei family, I will help you. I am not Wei Yifang, I am just your wife, Xiao Yifang..." Wei Yifang burst into tears, holding Xiao Ninglan in his arms, unwilling to let go for a long time.

Xiao Ninglan hugged her and lay down, the faint sandalwood on his body lingered in her nose, Wei Yifang was still choking, he hugged her, and said slowly, "Ah Fang, for this matter, please forgive Yan Xiaoyu? She is just a silly girl with no scheming!"

Wei Yifang hugged him and refused to let go, she nodded heavily in his arms.

When the first ray of morning light appeared, Xiao Ninglan walked out of Fengluan Palace. His clothes were a little wrinkled. It could be seen that he hadn't taken off his clothes all night. After returning to his palace to familiarize himself with changing clothes, he didn't go to court, but I went to the prison.

In the dungeon, Yan Xiaoyu was still immersed in the pain of last night, her face was as pale as paper, her hands could not move at all, when Xiao Ninglan entered, she slowly opened her eyes.

"Yan Xiaoyu, are you convicted?" Xiao Ninglan asked.

Yan Xiaoyu raised her head in embarrassment, and looked at Xiao Ninglan stubbornly, "It was Wei Yifang who framed me, she is fine at all."

Xiao Ninglan sneered, and closed her eyes in disappointment. If she told him that she didn't take a good view of You Xiao and accidentally hurt Wei Yifang, he might still believe her, but she...

"Don't you believe it? I saw Wei Yifang last night. She led someone to torture me. She had someone pierce my finger with a long needle. It hurts so much..." Yan Xiaoyu stretched out her hands, letting her fingers show In front of Xiao Ninglan.

Xiao Ninglan looked at Yan Xiaoyu mockingly, and glanced at her slender fingers, "What else? Did you whip and burn you?"

Yan Xiaoyu got up abruptly, but felt dizzy for a while. She supported the wall, glanced at her restored fingers, and raised her eyes in a daze, "You don't believe me?"

"I regret it now, I believed you before!" Xiao Ninglan's phoenix eyes were full of hatred, shallow but cold.

Yan Xiaoyu nodded, crouched down a little shyly, and curled herself into a ball, "Xiao Ninglan, let me go, okay, I'm not suitable for this palace at all, and I don't want to compete with your wives, big and small..."

She seems to have returned to the innocent and lively Yan Xiaoyu before, but Xiao Ninglan knows that she is different, she is like a pigeon whose wings have been broken all the time, looking at the outside world pitifully in the cage.

He shook his head, "I said before that if you do something wrong, you will be punished. Ah Fang has a big heart and doesn't care too much about you, but you have to stay in the cell for fifteen days, and you can only come out after fifteen days! "

Yan Xiaoyu closed her eyes in despair, [-] days, so will she have enough torture for [-] days?
Watching Xiao Ninglan walk out of the prison door, she struggled and screamed from behind, "Your Majesty, don't, don't leave me here alone..."

Xiao Ninglan didn't look back, but walked out coldly, Yan Xiaoyu finally fell to the ground in despair, she was so scared, so afraid that the day would pass and night would come.

Perhaps, after a night of torture, they will not continue at night, Yan Xiaoyu comforted herself, whenever the cell door opened, she always hid in the corner like a frightened bird, wishing to embed herself in the wall.

The night came without warning, the cell door was still opened with a bang, and Yan Xiaoyu was dragged out again.

The gloomy prison cell, with high walls and four walls, Yan Xiaoyu was tied to the frame with a pale face, the candlelight seemed to be brighter than last night, Wei Yi's room still didn't speak, just looked at the cell leader Yan Xiaoyu quietly hands fixed again...

With the pain from the previous time, this time seems to be more unbearable, Yan Xiaoyu can't cry out, she screams helplessly after being hit by the dumb point, she thinks of falling to the ground coldly, the eyes of Xiaoxiao, ten fingers once again The corner of her lips was bloodshot, looking at the small piece of silver needle protruding from the top of her ten fingers, her delicate body kept trembling.

Wei Yifang stepped forward with a sneer, she held down the silver needle on the middle finger of her right hand, and with great force, the silver needle sank to the root, Yan Xiaoyu finally passed out as she wished.

When she woke up again, it was already the next morning, and she was so weak that she couldn't move any more. Looking at her ten fingers, the medicine had already been applied, and only the middle finger of her right hand was numb and swollen.

She touched it lightly, and the pain was excruciating. She couldn't bend or move. The silver needle must have stayed in her finger. What does this mean?Is there any evidence that Wei Yi's room specially left for her?

When Aya saw Yan Xiaoyu, she was so frightened that she almost ran away. In just two days, she was already emaciated, her hair was messed up, and her face was pale. As long as there was any sound, she would tremble with fear.

Aya trembled and forced the cell boss to open the cell door. The moment Yan Xiaoyu saw Aya, she burst into tears. She hugged Aya tightly with one arm, crying uncontrollably, "Aya, Aya take me away, I Don't stay here anymore, don't..."

Aya signaled her to calm down, waved her hand, and pointed to the luxurious and handsome man behind her. Yan Xiaoyu was stunned, she looked at the man in disbelief, the man had a faint smile on his face, slowly stepped forward, and said lightly, "Xiaoyu, why did you make it like this?"

Yan Xiaoyu left Aya's embrace, threw herself into Feng Mochen's embrace and cried out, her tears and snot were all on his body, the man turned his head helplessly, looking at a stunning woman in white behind him.

The woman rolled her eyes, expressing that she didn't see anything, Feng Mochen patted Yan Xiaoyu's head, "Hey, my wife is watching from behind."

Yan Xiaoyu raised her head and saw Bai Liruo who was following behind Feng Mochen. She wore shackles on her feet and jingled. She approached Bai Liruo and threw herself into Bai Liruo's arms again, crying very sadly. "Sister Bai..."

(End of this chapter)