The reborn general girl is the emperor

Chapter 92
The sudden bright light made Si Yan squint his eyes uncomfortably, and looking along the light source, he saw a vague figure sitting down at a table that was generally arranged in the prison.

The Death Row is pitch black, and there is no light, even if he has adapted to the darkness, such a simple set of tables and stools is still a troublesome obstacle in a prison that is not spacious at all.

More than once, when he was looking for food for three meals, he tripped over a table or a stool, or bumped into it inadvertently.

The guards who were feeding didn't think about where the cornbread they threw in through the small window would roll away.

For them, the people on death row are not people, but animals, and animals that don't deserve to be cared about.

After a little getting used to the existence of the light, Si Jian finally saw who it was.

"What are you doing here?"

Si Zhan wanted to ask, but he didn't speak for a long time, so that his throat was dry, and he could only utter some hoarse and unpleasant hews for a while.

It took a lot of effort for Si Jian to find his voice, and finish uttering his question word by word.

Yan Qing put the small copper rod that the jailer gave her on the table.

The prison is almost completely sound-proof, the sound from the outside cannot come in, and the sound from the inside cannot come out.

Only when heavy objects hit the heavy iron door can there be a muffled sound, but the sound is too light, while the sound of metal hitting is very crisp.

In the death row, there are often secret talks that cannot be explained to outsiders.

The function of the small copper rod is to knock on the iron door after the secret conversation is over, and notify the jailer to open the door.

Si Zhan glanced at the small copper rods on the table that reflected the warm light of the candle flames. The copper rods that were as long as a palm and as thick as a little finger were not lethal.

But he also knew that this thing in Yan Qing's hands was enough to kill him.

Looking at the silent Yan Qing, Si Zhan suddenly made a mocking smile: "Are you here to settle the accounts?"

Si Yan said something, stopped to take a breath, cleared his throat, and then continued, "Killing me now will not do you any good."

This is the truth.

Although Si Zhan is currently a death row prisoner, the Ministry of Punishment has its own rules, let alone when he is dead, even when he is dead, he must not be dealt with in private.

According to the seriousness of the circumstances, the private execution of the death row prisoner, although he will not pay his life, will definitely not escape the punishment.

There was some pride hidden in Si Yan's words, but Yan Qing just took it as a joke: "If I want to take your life, you will move your head that day."

Si Zhan was taken aback for a moment, remembering the day when Yan Qing betrayed him.

Without Yan Qing's advance greeting, Hong Zhuang could easily cut off his head with the speed of her sword, but instead she took a half-step around and chopped off his wrist.

Si Jin subconsciously stroked his severed wrist.

The people in the punishment department were afraid that he would die due to excessive bleeding, so they specially asked the doctor to bandage him.

It is also because he still has the value of being alive, so unlike other prisoners on death row, he can still see some light and hear some voices from time to time. Calculating the date of my own death in the pitch-dark prison where there is no sound, no sound, no sound, and no day and night, it is much stronger.

Although the Sky Prison has tried its best to ensure that the death row prisoners can survive to the day of execution, but in fact, most of the death row prisoners held in the Sky Prison Death Row Cell will not survive to the day of execution.

In the days of quietly waiting for death in the silent darkness, the length of time is immeasurable. I always feel that the next moment may be my own death, but I have not received a response for a long time.

The time seems to be stretched infinitely, but the next moment the wardens will put out the cornbread on time, but it will be clearly stated, but it has just passed a morning, or an afternoon, or it may be a night. torture.

Many death row inmates will not be able to bear it after staying in such an environment for less than a month.

At this time, the adults from the Ministry of Punishment will come to ask questions.

Death row inmates either confess honestly and strive to be transferred to ordinary prisons; or they speak hard and are driven crazy in death row.

When the lunatic stops screaming, it means that his death has arrived early, and the jailer will come to clean the cell.

Si Jin was wounded, and in order to prevent him from bleeding to death due to self-mutilation in prison, he should not have been put on death row.

But after several interrogations, Si Yan who refused to speak finally angered the adults of the Ministry of Punishment and threw him into the death row.

Probably because he wanted to make Si Yan suffer a little bit in this death row, and would beg him to go back to an ordinary prison later.

But he never thought that Si Yan was a hard stubble, not only was he not intimidated by the oppressive atmosphere in the death row, but he still lived comfortably.

Glancing at Si Xun who was stunned, Yan Qing found that he had no other external injuries except that the prison clothes were not clean. I am afraid that the people from the Ministry of Punishment were afraid that the punishment would make Si Xun die faster.

The money to find a doctor for him is not reimbursed at public expense.

Withdrawing his gaze, before Si Yan spoke again, Yan Qing explained the purpose of coming: "Besides Li Dingshan, is there someone else behind Wen Zhemao helping him?"

Hearing Yan Qing's question, Si Yan came back to his senses, sneered, pulled his throat that hadn't spoken for a long time, and laughed in a hoarse and deep voice: "The fight for the emperor and the throne is such a big event, only a man with the courage of a man and a heart." Unruly Li Dingshan, do you think it's possible?"

Yan Qing's eyes darkened slightly, and he said, "The person I'm talking about is not a fan of Wen Zhemao."

Si Jin's smile stiffened slightly.

Yan Qing saw it in his eyes, and said again: "If I'm right, this person is not low-powered, and he doesn't work for Wen Zhemao. The cooperation between him and Wen Zhemao is only because of a certain common purpose. .”

The corners of Si Yan's lips were bent, and his eyes were fixed on Yan Qing.

Yan Qing's voice became low and coaxing, but his eyebrows and eyes became sharper: "Who is he? What is his purpose?"

Si Zhan and Yan Qing looked at each other, the light of the candle flame flickered in their eyes, flickering on and off.

After a while, Si Yan laughed again: "Why do you ask such a question?"

Yan Qing still had a straight face, and his voice was low and clear: "Because I missed Wen Zhemao's plan at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet that day, but I still fell for it, because the person who took away Liu Zhao's daughter was not Wen Zhemao's."

There was no smile on Si Zhan's face, and he suddenly thought of Wen Zhemao's hatred for him that Yan Qing had accidentally revealed after getting married and returning home.

Si Yan's brows turned cold, and he asked sharply, "How did you know that? Or, who are you?"

He doesn't believe that when a person has nothing to do with another person, and the other person has a good opinion of the outside world, he will hate and be wary of the other person for no reason.

However, someone had informed Yan Qing in advance of Wen Zhemao's plan, which made her one step ahead every time and planned to catch Wen Zhemao by surprise, but it was also unlikely.

Not to mention how heavily guarded Su Wang's mansion is, how cautious Wen Zhemao's strong suspicion is caused by, just from the stalking of Zhenxihou's mansion and Yan Qing, there is no special person who has come into contact with Yan Qing .

After eliminating all possibilities, the most impossible thing left becomes possible.

(End of this chapter)