Concubine Mad Queen

"My lord, the younger one is a distant relative who used to be in charge. He is not feeling well now, so the younger one followed him." The middle-aged man said with a smile, and would even stuff things on the prisoner's body.

The prison chief's face, which he didn't care about at first, suddenly changed slightly when he touched something, and the expression on his face immediately became better. He nodded slightly and said, "Oh, you said this, I heard it too. , It's just that the prison cell of Dali Temple is an important place, not for ordinary people to enter, I have to check you carefully."

"Yes, yes, what the lord said is exactly what the lord said, and the villain understands, understands." The middle-aged man secretly stuffed something into the jailer again, and the jailer pursed his lips and patted his lips with a smile on his face. His shoulder: "Come here, you can go in after answering a few questions for me, but you look a lot like the manager, so it's not bad to say that you are relatives."

"Yes, yes, many people say that, hehehe."

This middle-aged man is quite eloquent, and this cell boss is not an official at all. In Tianxuan Kingdom, he doesn't even have a rank at all. He opens his mouth and screams from adults, which makes people feel very vain. , and he is especially good at doing things, so he stuffed things directly to the cell boss.

The cell leader took him in and asked a few questions before letting him out.

And as far as the cell boss knows, the fact that the steward was sick is indeed true. In fact, it wasn't today that the steward was ill. At first glance, it seems to be sick, but because of the previous incident of Dali Temple being broken into and assassinated, everyone is very nervous. Wang Yue and other leaders are very careful. If something goes wrong, Wang Yue will not be able to protect them even if he wants to. So the manager was very nervous and didn't dare to make mistakes. Even if he was sick, he kept working hard. He had to be cautious when doing things, but he was sick and his body was already weak. The brow on the top is raised, but the work is overloaded, and it is not the same as the exhaustion.

When I was exhausted, some people saw it and invited a doctor to look at it, so there was no problem with this matter, and this person was able to speak well and behave well, so I put it in.But because of the previous incident, they still looked at this person just to be on the safe side. They just turned around, put down the food, and nothing happened. The cell bosses gradually lost their defenses.

The meal the next morning was also delivered by the middle-aged man. After looking at it for a while, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it. Later, the cell bosses ignored it, and there was no problem in the morning. It's over.

When it was time for dinner, of course it was still the middle-aged man. Today, the action of serving the meal was a little faster, but the two cell bosses did not send anyone to watch the behavior of the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man arrived at Sun Changzhi's Before the prison, after the meal, I saw Sun Changzhi lying in the prison, even when I heard the meal, I didn’t make any movements, but when I heard the middle-aged man put the things down, he twisted his neck slightly, looked indifferently, and was about to turn his head At that moment, the middle-aged man spoke up.

"Sun Zongbing." It was just three simple words, but Sun Changzhi's body was shocked suddenly, then he raised his head, looked at the person in front of him, his eyes widened, as if thinking of something terrible, his body froze.

The middle-aged man looked at him and laughed, and handed the bowl in his hand to Sun Changzhi: "Sun Zongbing, it's time to eat."

Sun Changzhi didn't look at his job at all, just stared at the middle-aged man without speaking, and when the middle-aged man saw him like this, he smiled softly, as if with some kind of comforting force, and said softly: "Sun Changzhi Zongbing, if you don’t eat, how can you survive? Your case is still pending. If this continues, I don’t know what will happen? Is it possible that Sun Zongbing wants to die of hunger? , finish this?"

Sun Changzhi trembled all over, suddenly a carp sat up straight, stared at the man, then narrowed his eyes: "You...you..."

The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth opened, revealing a natural and crude smile from his appearance, but Sun Changzhi was terrified by this smile, his lips trembled, and Sun Changzhi's eyes flickered twice quickly, and the eyes didn't stop Turning around, but there was always a look of fear on his face.

When the middle-aged man saw this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he handed the bowl to Sun Changzhi: "Eat it, I won't poison you, you know, as Zongbing Sun, we have always valued it very much." As he said, he took out another silver needle from his sleeve, tried it in the bowl, and took it out again, but the silver needle remained unchanged, just to let Sun Changzhi get rid of his fear.

It's just that Sun Changzhi is still a little scared now, he just turned his bowl away, and then looked at the man, his mouth tightly pursed, but trembling uncontrollably: "You...you...you didn't..."

The man suddenly approached the cell, the smile on his face was simple and honest just now, but now it looked a bit ferocious, and Sun Changzhi hurriedly stepped back a few steps in fright: "Do you want to say 'death'? Do you say I am 'dead' or" I'm not dead'. Sun Changzhi, I have to thank you for what happened back then, it really made me very sad."

Sun Changzhi's mouth was trembling even more, but he wanted to show his composure. Unfortunately, that didn't work. His face was already full of panic. It was a pity that he wanted to take back that expression. Unfortunately, it was very difficult for him. I didn't expect this person to be alive, how could it be possible!

This is absolutely impossible!

Back then... back then...

Sun Changzhi thought of what happened back then, and clenched his fists: "No... you... your appearance has changed, he was not like this back then, don't you try to lie to me, who, who sent you here, King Cang? Or another faction, wanting to scare me with this, and tell you, I am not afraid at all!"

The middle-aged man's laughter was a little weird, and it was very low. Sun Changzhi's cell was relatively close, and the sound felt like a grinding sound piercing his ears. It's unspeakable.

The man smiled coldly: "Of course you want me to die, hehe. Oh, so so many people don't like you? Sun Changzhi, do you do too many bad things, so many people are united to deal with you , you really deserve it!"

The man looked at Sun Changzhi coldly, but pressed his hands on the neck, and began to slowly peel off a layer of skin...

Sun Changzhi's whole heart was raised. Back then, that conspiracy in the palace, the victim should have died. He saw it with his own eyes, but he watched the skin slowly tearing off with wide eyes in shock...