The rich and powerful court: billions of personal pets of the emperor

The bright red blood flowed down the walls onto the marble floor, congealed into brown and seeped into the ground.

The dark and damp musty smell diffused in the air, and there was also a faint sweet and greasy smell of blood.

Beitang Yaori's hands were tightly bound by the iron chains embedded in the wall on the left and right.

Beitang Yaori's body, which was almost stained red with blood, was covered with scars!

Beitang Yaori seems to have gotten too used to the sharp pains of the countless small and sharp blades on the whip's body as it sliced ​​through small pieces of flesh.

The torn clothes were torn into long and wide openings, and the dragon king tattoo of Dechaka in his body was looming.

A slight movement of the body, is the pain of the heart and all over the body!

Beitang Yaori ruthlessly suppressed the countless small but sharp pains deep in his throat.With a pale face, the blood oozing from his forehead wet his cheeks, still handsome and arrogant!

Lubricated by blood, those obsidian bloodthirsty eyes became more fierce and forbearing, like a beast exuding a very dangerous aura, enduring before the eruptive silence.

Being hung on the marble wall with heavy iron locks, Beitang Yaori just bowed his head in silence without saying a word, his eyes were covered by his blood-soaked hair.

What can be seen is only the beautiful and ruthless lips under the handsome nose that slightly evoked a graceful and cold arc.

The grand wedding of India's beautiful ruby ​​princess and the most outstanding air force major general?

"Humph……"

There was a soft, cold and sharp hum from the nostrils, and Beitang Yaori's fists were slowly clenched!

The plan can never keep up with the changes, and Beitang Yaori did not expect the current state.

In the past few days, he has repeatedly suppressed the urge to fight back with the power in his heart time and time again. Just for her, he can endure cruel torture that is several times more painful than now.

However, Vidya's actions made Beitang Yaori feel an inexplicable pain in his heart, the pain made him want to roar maniacally!

However, at this moment he was extremely quiet, so quiet that he could even hear his slow and deep breathing.

"Click-"

The sound of something falling clearly brought Beitang Yaori back to his thoughts.

He raised his head, facing the outside of his iron gate, it was the crazy face that he had missed for several years.

"Sha Rukh..."

Vidya was shocked by the scene in front of him, Beitang Yaori was almost covered in blood, and the scarlet welts on his body were extremely dazzling!

She never thought about what kind of torture Beitang Yaori endured in these few short days!

Trying to restrain the trembling in his body, Vidya took a deep breath and picked up the exquisite pastry box that fell on the floor.

"open the door."

"But, Princess Vidya, this—"

"I let you open it!"

No one has the right to resist the princess' order.

The beautiful and melodious sound is definitely a bright and beautiful scenery for this prison. For a while, the other prisoners who heard the sound all lay on the door of the small iron window, and all their eyes focused on Beitang Yaori's prison.

With a calm face, Vidya calmly watched as the private opened the iron gate.

"Take him to the interrogation room."

"Princess Vidya..."

"Can't you understand me!"

"Ah... yes!"

This is really not a place for conversation.

The two private soldiers untied Beitang Yaori from the iron chain and treated him rudely, which only made Beitang Yaori show a slightly painful expression and remained silent.