After torturing the sick villain, he cried and begged me not to go

Chapter 28 Your Majesty, this is our little Yu'er!

"Bold thief, how dare you break into the treasure house of the palace!"

The forbidden army in Sen Leng armor surrounded Chu Qingyu, and the leading general shouted loudly.

Before Chu Qingyu realized what happened, she was already captured by the forbidden army.

While walking, a piece of jade pendant slipped from her body, and was picked up again by the general of the imperial army.

The gloomy and cramped passage, only a little light from the small window on the top of the wall, the weak wailing of the prisoners on both sides, and the smell of sweat, rancidity, and the unpleasant smell after the fermentation of the cold mold .

A cell door was opened, and Chu Qingyu was pushed in by the imperial guards behind her, and she lay down on the damp straw in the dungeon.

The clean girl in a gorgeous dress looks so out of place with the gloomy dungeon.

Outside the formation, Lin Xiaoming watched with great joy.

"Miss Chu is used to being coquettish, so I'm afraid she won't be able to bear the pain of this prison? ... Ouch, who kicked my ass just now?"

Lin Xiaoming was smiling complacently, and suddenly covered his buttocks and screamed, looking around in annoyance.

The people around were puzzled, Lin Xiaoming looked at Mu Zhuoqing with shameful eyes, "Brother, I know you protect Chu Qingyu, but you can't protect her to such an extent, right? I always thought you were a beautiful woman Jiyue's gentleman did not expect to do such a sneak attack!"

He questioned Mu Zhuoqing angrily, but just as he let go of his hand covering his buttocks, he staggered forward again, and now he jumped up while covering his buttocks.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Xiaoming kept saying "ouch" and "fucking shit" and jumped around like a clown holding his buttocks.

The people around couldn't help laughing at his funny appearance, and they were concerned about the Mo Huazong disciple costume he was wearing, so they only dared to lower their heads and laugh secretly, shrugging their shoulders.

"Who the hell are you? If you have the ability to sneak attack you, if you have the ability to come out! Fuck someone made trouble and beat people at the apprentice acceptance ceremony, senior brother, you should act quickly! Elder! Elder! Look! There is someone sneaking up on the disciple here! You take care of it!"

The three elder examiners on the stage looked at their noses, noses, noses, and hearts, discussing something with each other while looking at the water mirror.

It seems that he didn't notice the situation here at all.

Mu Zhuoqing subconsciously tightened the long sword in his hand, and looked around sharply, without feeling the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power.

Looking at the performance of the three elders on the stage, Mu Zhuoqing suddenly understood something, and immediately dared not look at Lin Xiaoming again.

After a while, when Lin Xiaoming calmed down, a dignified seven-foot man was squatting on the ground, his eyes were red, and he almost didn't cry on the spot.

Looking at the field again, the scene in the water mirror changed again.

Two jailers escorted the girl to the rack, and tied the girl's hands and feet in the shape of a cross.

"Say, who sent you to sneak into the palace treasury to steal!" the jailer asked sharply with a whip in his hand.

"I don't know, it just appeared here out of nowhere, maybe...in a dream?" Chu Qingyu really felt inexplicable.

She slept soundly at home, who knew that she would appear in this ghost place in a blink of an eye.

But looking at the scene in front of her, the familiar feeling came again, but the person who was locked in the dungeon before was not her.

Is this tit for tat?

Impatiently, the jailer lashed the young girl's body with a whip. The whistling whip tore the girl's clothes, leaving a long bloodstain on the girl's jade-white skin.

"Huh? Why can't I feel the pain?"

To the jailer, what the girl said was nothing short of a humiliation.

The jailer was extremely angry, and the shadow of the whip intertwined densely in his hands, and greeted the girl.

Chu Qingyu completely ignored the whistling sound of the whip, felt her unprecedentedly relaxed and healthy body, and then looked at the clothes on her body that were easily ripped apart by the whip, and muttered to herself: "Is it still a dream after all? Can't you wake up after falling back to sleep?"

The jailer whipped the whip for a long time, only to find that the girl who was hung on the torture tool fell asleep under his torture?
"Come on, bring me a bucket of salt water!"

The jailer was out of breath. After soaking the whip in salt water, he angrily lashed at the scars on the girl's body.

"Ah? Haven't woken up yet?"

The girl opened her eyes in a daze, and soon fell asleep again.

Outside the formation, everyone was dumbfounded.

Tong Xin murmured: "Is this person born with a defect, can't feel pain? No, for the sake of fairness, everyone's body after entering the illusion is normal?"

Everyone watched as the heart was so big that she fell asleep directly during the torture process. The girl who seemed to have no pain was stunned, and was soon awakened by the miserable howls around her.

The girl who was suffering in the illusion didn't react at all, while Lin Xiaoming who had just stopped for a while, was screaming Zheng Huan.

They couldn't help casting sympathetic glances at Lin Xiaoming. At this time, no matter how stupid they were, they could guess that there must be some big boss who was unhappy with Lin Xiaoming, so they punished him.

As for Lin Xiaoming's cry for help, they just pretended they didn't hear it.

Didn't the elders in the stands all sit firmly on the Diaoyutai, and didn't take this side seriously at all?

What's more, they didn't feel who made the move at all, even if they wanted to help, they were powerless~
In the water mirror, the jailer was tired and rubbed his sore wrist.

Outside the formation, Lin Xiaoming fell on the ground and ate shit, and finally stopped screaming, leaving only the cry of pain.

Indistinctly, there seemed to be a deep cold hum in the air, which seemed to be indistinct, making it hard to hear.

"The emperor is here! The empress is here!"

The eunuch's shrill voice sounded in the dungeon.

The jailer who had already called one person to perform the execution hurriedly knelt down and shouted "Long live Your Majesty" and "A thousand years for Your Majesty".

"It's Xiao Yuer! Your Majesty, it's our little Yuer!"

Regardless of the mess, the beautiful woman in the gorgeous phoenix robe peeled off the blood on the girl's cheeks, and then poured the girl into her arms, crying out in pain.

In a trance, Chu Qingyu was helped off from the torture rack, changed into clean clothes, and carefully wiped the wound on her body.

When Chu Qingyu woke up, she saw a calm middle-aged man and a mature beautiful woman standing beside her bed, looking at her with teary eyes.

"Father,...mother?"

Chu Qingyu opened her mouth in a daze.

Who could this handsome and majestic man in a dragon robe be her father?

As for the beautiful woman beside her, she had seen countless times in the portrait of her father's study.

"Hey! Hey! Xiao Yu'er, mother is here!" The beautiful woman threw herself on the young girl, hugging her and crying loudly.

The man next to him in imperial clothes also had red eyes.

Chu Qingyu was stunned, she was dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)