Tyrant he always wants to hit me

Chapter 262 I will not let anyone dare to touch her
Wei Ying asked someone to bring a chair and sat down in front of her.

"If I were you, I would choose to hide here. After all, for you, the cell is the safest place now." Wei Ying said without haste.

"Why, when I go out, will you continue to harm me?" Qing'er stared at her, "Wei Zhaoyi, I'm just a little maid, how did I offend you? Why are you biting me to death? Do you want to let go?"

Wei Ying hooked the corners of her lips, and said calmly: "People don't offend me, I won't offend others, and if people offend me, I will never let them go. Whether it's a little maid like you, or someone hiding behind you Backer, I will let you all taste the price of violating me."

"Come here!" Wei Ying yelled, "Put on the instruments of torture."

Qing'er was startled: "You want to be tortured into a trick?!"

Two jailers stepped forward, lifted Qing'er up and tied her to the frame, and another jailer brought a pair of pens and inkstones.

"It's as easy as crushing an ant to death, but I won't let you die easily." Wei Ying picked up the pen and dipped it into the inkstone, but the sticky thing inside was not ink.

She came over with a wet brush and brought it close to her face.

"guess, what is this?"

Qing'er squinted and turned her glasses away.

Wei Ying smiled slightly, "This is green alum."

"Just dip a little bit of this thing on the wall, and a hole will be formed in the wall immediately. If you dip it in the skin, the flesh will also turn into mud and blood. Do you want to try it?"

"Wei Zhaoyi, how dare you abuse lynching?" Qing'er looked at her coldly, and just as she finished speaking, a bean-sized drop of green alum fell on her foot from the tip of her pen.Because the shoes were taken off when she was caught, she only wore white socks on her feet.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it dripped by itself." Wei Ying stuck out her tongue, and the moment the green vitriol dripped, a puff of white smoke rose from her feet, and it quickly burned into a black spot , Then, came Qing'er's screams like killing a pig.

This is a very high concentration of green vitriol, just a drop of it can cause her to feel such great pain through the clothes, which shows how it feels to directly touch the skin.

Wei Ying sat back, put the pen back on the inkstone, raised her head and asked, "Tell me, are you tricking me, or do you want me to copy the Three Character Classic on your body with a pen dipped in green alum?"

"I said, I have nothing to do with that matter! No matter how hard you try to force a confession, I won't recruit it!" Qing'er said angrily.

"I have many ways for you to recruit, for example, selling your sister who is having an affair with Shangshu Ribu to a brothel, or sending your mother back to your alcoholic gambler father... But, I chose I want to choose to torture you." Wei Ying continued to pick up the pen without haste, dipped it in green vitriol, walked to her side, and wrote the word "person" on her body seriously, "Because You made the sin, it has nothing to do with them. The process is not important, as long as you have given me pain, I will get it back from you twice."

At a visible speed, Qing'er's clothes quickly rotted, and white smoke rose from her skin, making a sizzling sound.

"Ah!" The ceiling of Dali Temple's cell was almost pierced by the woman's screams. Qing'er struggled and said bitterly, "Wei Zhaoyi! You must die!"

Wei Ying continued to write on her body calmly, as if she was not affected by her madness at all. When she wrote the word "good", she finally said: "Okay, I will recruit."

Wei Ying stopped writing, took a step back, and looked at her leisurely.

"Go ahead."

Qing'er's face was pale, and bursts of sweat broke out on her forehead: "I did all of this."

"Wait a minute." Wei Ying said, "Pass it to the Minister of Dali Temple."

The ball-like Ye Yuanxin rushed over, and Wei Ying asked him to take a pen to record the confession.

"Go ahead." Wei Ying said to Qing'er, "Just now, you said that all of this is you, then what?"

"Master Ye, Lord Ye's servant has been wronged!"

At this moment, Qing'er suddenly changed her tune.

It seems that this woman is very cunning.Wei Ying thought to herself.

"Miss Wei Zhaoyi, this..." Ye Yuanxin was in trouble.

Wei Ying picked up the writing brush on the table and dipped it in. Qing'er saw Wei Ying's intentions and said aggrievedly, "My lord! She has abused lynching and tried to torture her into a trick. My lord must make decisions for my slaves!"

"This..." Ye Yuanxin said in embarrassment, "Madam, it's not good to abuse lynching, it's not in line with the regulations of my Dali Temple! It's already broken the rules to let you in, if you continue to abuse lynching, I can't justify it here ah??"

"Then, Lord Ye, please hand over the tracking and trial results of this case to me."

Ye Yuanxin bit the bullet and asked someone to show it to her.

Wei Ying took a few glances, then immediately closed the file with a sullen face, raised it up,
"I personally handed over the criminal to Mr. Ye, but I couldn't find any results. Does Mr. Ye feel that I can get by here?"

"The point is that there is a lack of evidence in this case..." Ye Yuanxin explained.

"If I find all the evidence together, what is the use of you?" Wei Ying stared at him with big eyes, "You said that the evidence in this case is lacking, so I will ask you, why did you ever find the evidence? On the day of the incident, Where is the prisoner? What is he doing? Is there any alibi? These Master Ye have tried the criminals? The place where the crime happened is in the utility room of the Qianqing Palace, and the criminals are the maids who are familiar with the Qianqing Palace. Apart from the shoes, this case has another big thing in common? Last time the gang committed a crime, did you search the house where the criminal lived, looking for other clues or the connection between the criminal and other relevant personnel in this case?"

Ye Yuanxin was rendered speechless by Wei Ying, Wei Ying finally snorted coldly, "In my opinion, you are a big idiot!"

"you……"

"How's the trial going at Dali Temple?" Zhao Jun asked Murong Yun beside him leisurely.

"No progress." Murong Yun said, "Today Wei Zhaoyi rushed to Dali Temple to interrogate the criminal himself."

"Oh?" Zhaojun hooked the corners of his lips with great interest.

"Is the king not going to intervene in this matter? To be honest, I feel that Qing'er seems to be not simple, and the people in Dali Temple deliberately put the case on hold." Murong Yun said with a complicated expression.

"Let her go." Zhaojun smiled slightly and said lightly, "She doesn't want me to handle everything in an orderly manner. I believe that she can handle some things in her own way. Let her play first. If it really doesn’t work, this king will come forward again.”

Zhaojun's complexion gradually turned cold, and there was a frightening cold light in his dark and deep pupils: "My lord, I will never let anyone who hurt her go unpunished, and anyone who dares to touch her, this lord will be punished." Let them pay a terrible price..."

(End of this chapter)