The bad prince spoils the runaway wife: you have to be good lady

Look, he also thoughtfully provided tonic soup. After leaving Prince Jing's mansion, where can he find such caring and one-stop service? He Lianye is simply a model in the world of forced confession.

This time, Mrs. Zhao was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split apart. If it wasn't for the thousand-year-old ginseng in his mouth, he would have been paralyzed from fright many times.

In fact, he was originally a dead soldier. In order to go out on a mission, he also received special training to deal with punishment. Even if it was torture such as scalding people to pieces with a red-hot iron, he could still hold on. Just now He Lianye just whipped him Cut off the bone, he wanted to confuse He Lianye, that's why he screamed so badly.

But... He Lianye's punishment is totally different from others... His lord has never taken an unusual path.

This kind of psychological torture is more severe than anything else. Mr. Zhao couldn't help thinking that this was just the beginning. If he continued to insist, what was waiting for him might be a big bone soup made from his own bones... [

After hesitating like this for a few seconds, the cup of "tea" in Helianye's hand had already been brought to his mouth. Master Zhao was so frightened that he couldn't hold on any longer, "I'll do it! I'll do it!"

The other ministers were pretending that they didn't dare to look at the pillar, but Yuyu and He Yan kept staring in this direction, but neither of them saw that a silver needle as thin as a cow's hair flew out from a corner of the Golden Luan Hall , and shot straight at Master Zhao's throat.

Master Zhao was completely unaware of the approaching danger, and said in a trembling voice, "I am..."

He Lianye originally leaned slightly, wanting to pass the cup of "tea", but now he stood up straight, with his sleeves waving slightly, a silver needle that was only two or three centimeters long and could not be found without looking carefully, It was locked in his palm and could no longer move forward.

"You are the third senior brother of Mr. Rong's sect."

He smiled cheerfully and helped Mr. Zhao finish the answer he had expected a long time ago, then turned around, "And there are your accomplices in this court."

The courtiers were just pretending to be pillars, but they really wished that their eyes could turn a corner to see what Qinghe was doing all night.

Hearing what he said, everyone was shocked, and they didn't care so much, they all looked up.

who?Who can't think about it so much!

The one who wanted to kill Mr. Zhao to silence him was just a ninth-rank admonisher who had not been an official for a long time, but he obviously knew He Lianye's horror, so he activated the mechanism, and after shooting the life-threatening silver needle, he immediately bit it. He broke the fangs hidden in his mouth and wanted to kill himself.

Now that the poison was attacking, his stomach hurt like a wrenching pain, but he was relieved with a smug smile, thankful that he had won against Helian Ye.

If others want to do bad things, they must retreat without any risk of life to be considered a success. When it comes to Helian Ye... just don't fall into his hands alive, it will be considered a success...

Perverted life, what else can you say...

But the man was smiling, and found that everyone was looking at him with pity... behind him.

What's behind him?

The man was startled, and turned his head with difficulty, only to find a little girl in a blue dress standing behind him, with a pretty face like a porcelain doll, looking at him sincerely.

It turned out that Yuyu had stood behind him at some point...

The man's heart skipped a beat, because of fear, the poisoning occurred faster, and he was about to fall into a coma.

But he still felt that he didn't faint fast enough, because he still didn't escape, and clearly heard Yuyu telling him encouragingly, "Don't worry, I will definitely bring you back to life." [