The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

After an unknown amount of time, Huang Fulian was finally satisfied, let go of Jiang Nanyan, arranged her clothes, and then went forward to drive the carriage to the depths of the secret road.

Jiang Nanyan blushed with embarrassment, and huddled in the carriage to adjust her breathing.

After about half a cup of tea, the carriage stopped.

"Are you there?" Jiang Nanyan took a deep breath and opened the curtain, but was scorched by the blinding light in the cell and shrank back quickly.

After a few seconds, when the eyes finally adjusted to the light outside, Jiang Nanyan closed her eyes again and came out. [

Huang Fulian jumped out of the carriage, reached out to help her down.

What Jiangnan Yan saw was a terrifying scene

The dungeon can no longer be described as dark and damp.

Due to the long-term poor ventilation, the stone walls in the dungeon were covered with water drops.

The ground was stained with blood, and it was shocking. There were even mice and various reptiles running around...

Although she was already prepared in her heart, seeing such a situation, she still couldn't help but feel nauseous.

Just as she was clutching her mouth and nose and retching, a weak but angry voice came from the only dark place in the dungeon, "Huangfulian! You despicable villain!"

Accompanied by the sound came the sound of chains shaking, that ear-piercing sound, especially loud and clear in the silent dungeon...

this voice...

Jiang Nanyan turned around and looked into the corner with the torch in Huang Fulian's hand.

After seeing the figure handcuffed in the corner, Jiang Nanyan took a step back in horror, couldn't help turning around, and vomited.

Xiahou Fengli...he...

The prison uniform on his body has been completely torn by the whip, and it can hardly cover his body, and the exposed skin and flesh are not much better, all of them are torn and bloody.

There was no intact white prison uniform, which was stained red with blood, as if it had been thrown into a blood vat and soaked. Just seeing this scene made her tremble all over.

Jiang Nanyan couldn't imagine that the injuries on his body were caused by how many whips he had been whipped, and when those whips fell mercilessly, what kind of pain would it bring!

Such whiplash, even if it heals in the future, I am afraid that the skin and flesh on the body will be hideous, and there will be no intact place.

This...how long did Huangfulian let his subordinates whip Xiahou Fengli?

Did Xiahou Fengli really commit such a serious crime that he was beaten like this?

Jiang Nanyan turned her head in astonishment, and looked at the expressionless Huang Fulian. [

"He killed nearly a hundred of my king's soldiers." Huang Fulian could see through what she was thinking at a glance.

"Hmph!" Xiahou Fengli sneered with half-closed eyes.