The mad concubine is ruthless and stunning: the evil king circle spoils the concubine

"what!"

A shrill scream sounded.

The flowers and plants in the yard were beaten weakly by the falling snow and frost, looking sickly and weak.

The branches, leaves and petals fell on the white and dazzling snow. When the cold wind blows, the flowers and leaves will fall and float in the air.

In winter in Jian'an City, heavy snow piles up, the river freezes, and the wind is biting.

Sweat, big drops fell from Feng Linxue's forehead.

She was kneeling on the ground, her face pale as a ghost, her lip was bitten bloody, her hair was messed up, and the pearls and hairpins on her head were scattered all over the floor.

Ten slender jade fingers were wrapped in the clamp, and the fingers that were as white and tender as green onions were red and swollen.

"Bitch, if you don't tell the truth again, this king will cut off your hand!"

Directly above the room, sat a man.

Proud and straight eyebrows, black eyes like black jade, long hair like satin, falling loosely on the purple robe.

The handsome and three-dimensional facial features exude an icy aura, and the eyes in the long and narrow phoenix pupils are cold and cruel.

Sitting next to the man was a woman in a red dress and a white dress, she was charming and charming, she only wore a few pearl flowers and hairpins on her head, the simplest and most ordinary attire could not conceal her natural beauty.

The woman's lower abdomen was obviously protruding, and she was pregnant for at least five months. She gently stroked her belly with one hand, stared at the man tenderly, and said in a gentle voice, "My lord, maybe it really wasn't my sister who did it. I'm like a real sister, it's impossible for me to do such a cruel thing, the prince should let my sister go, don't wrong a good person."

"My lord, please let the lady go. The lady was framed. She is really innocent."

A maid crawled to Mo Yecheng's side, and was kicked away by him before touching his body.

The maid was kicked one meter away and hit the pillar behind her, and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot.

"Caicai."

Feng Linxue cried out, raised her head, her eyes were gloomy, her pale face showed despair and grief, "My lord, I have never harmed my sister Ruxuan, I am wronged."

Mo Yecheng sneered, and his voice was as cold as frost, "It seems that you won't do it unless you suffer a little bit."

His eyes darkened and he winked.

The two people standing beside Feng Linxue pulled a thick rope on the clamp stick and pulled it hard to both sides.

Creak creak, there was a creepy sound from the cracks in the fingers.

Feng Linxue clenched her bloody lips, her face turned pale, and her body couldn't help shivering.

"Are you recruiting or not?" Mo Yecheng seemed to have exhausted his patience, and his tone became more and more gloomy.

"My lord, I'm a concubine... I'm wronged... ah... it hurts..."

Stains of blood ooze from the swollen fingers after being pulled vigorously for a long time.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, this is a pain that cannot be described in any words.

The maid Caicai tried to climb to Moye City again, she was trembling with fright, the corners of her lips were bloodstained, but her eyes were shining with firmness, she kowtowed and begged for mercy as she crawled, "I beg the lord to avoid the princess, beg the lord to avoid it!" princess."

The woman kneeling on the ground was tortured beyond human form, but she still refused to admit it.

A flash of anger flashed in Mo Yecheng's eyes, and his voice was indifferent, "Drag this bastard down and beat him to death."

With an order, the two guards set up the maid Caicai with no expression on their faces and walked out.