Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 620 The most painful torture

Yu Wenheng groaned, but gritted his teeth to endure the severe pain in his back, and suddenly he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, his blood-red teeth were like machetes that cut off people's heads, and he opened them wide: "Miserable? Yes, that woman died It was indeed a miserable time. Three or four eunuchs rode on her, ripped off her gorgeous palace skirt, exposed her in front of everyone, then opened her mouth, and poured the bowl of foul-smelling poison into it. Yes, she began to convulse all over her body, foaming at the mouth, and finally, she bled to death from her seven orifices. Do you know? After everyone left, I stood there for a whole night looking at her dead body. That creamy skin, Long black hair like satin, plump and bright red lips, you can really be called a stunner in the world. I have to say, that old faint gentleman still has some vision, if I was born decades earlier, I would definitely..."

He didn't have time to finish what he said later, because Yu Wenzheng turned him over and punched him firmly in the face.

"Beast!" Yu Wenzheng gritted his teeth and cursed with a gloomy expression on his face.

This punch caused Yu Wenheng's teeth to shatter, and his face was bloody and messed up.But he was still laughing, smiling freely and joyfully: "Beast? Yes, I am a beast! But your concubine who thought she was noble, after her death, was seen by me, a beast! Are you angry? Do you hate? Then you keep hitting, keep hitting!" He shouted, and with the last of his strength, he moved his face closer.

Yu Wenzheng's fist had already been raised, but suddenly a hand grabbed his arm.

Without looking back, Yu Wenzheng gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Yinmei, let go!"

Yin Mei acted as if she had never heard of it, and calmly persuaded: "My lord, he knows that he will die now, and he is deliberately provoking you. Don't be fooled by him. Killing him now, wouldn't it be cheaper for him?"

Yinmei's words were like a clear spring, which woke up Yu Wenzheng.

He slowly put down his hands, the scarlet from the anger in his eyes gradually faded, he pushed Yu Wenheng back to the ground, his face regained his composure, but there was a slight cyan color under the pale skin.

"You want me to kill you?" Yu Wenzheng smiled at Yu Wenheng's complacent Sen, raised his eyebrows coldly, and said mercilessly: "It's not that easy! I want someone to cut your face and break you I will cut off your tongue, put you in the most ragged clothes, and throw you on the street to beg. I will let you suffer all the insults in this world, and let no one collect your body after you die. I want you to rot and stink in a corner where no one cares, until only bones are left, to be eaten up by wild dogs on the street!"

Yu Wenheng showed a terrified look for the first time, lost his voice in an instant, and hurriedly hid in the darkness, but because of the violent trembling of his hands and feet, he struggled for a long time without climbing half a step away.

Yu Wenzheng smiled sinisterly, as cold as the god of death, raised his hand slightly, his hidden figure was like lightning, flashed behind Yu Wenheng, and grabbed his collar.

"Use the best medicine and heal the wound on his chest. Then do as I just said, remember, use the blunt knife."

Yinmei leaned slightly, and replied: "Yes!" Holding Yu Wenheng, she jumped up and disappeared into the night.

The hall was empty again.

Except for the faint smell of blood wafting in the air, there was hardly any abnormality.

Yu Wenzheng turned around, stared at the dragon chair in silence for a while, and then moved closer.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Hands touch the cold faucet.The coolness spread from the palm of the hand into the blood, and when I raised my eyes to look around, all the scenery seemed to be floating in the air, illusory like a dream.

Is everything in front of me real?
When Jian Yunling came out of Yunshang Palace, she happened to meet Yang Yong who had rushed over.

I asked about the situation at Chengtian Temple, and after knowing that the situation was under their control, I got on my horse and wanted to find Yu Wenzheng.

How do you know that the reins have not been lifted, but Yang Yong told Yu Wenzheng that he had brought a thousand soldiers and left the palace to go to Jian's mansion.

Rush to Jane's mansion?Why no one notified her?
Yang Yong saw her doubts, wiped the blood on a long knife, put it back on his waist, and said: "The prince may be afraid that the princess will not look good, so he wants to keep you in the palace to deal with the aftermath."

Jian Yunling snorted coldly with disdain: "Not good? What's wrong? I've been waiting for this day, of course I have to see clearly with my own eyes." Thinking of this, Jian Yunling clamped the horse's belly, like He rushed away like the wind, and before leaving, he did not forget to turn his head and shout: "Yang Yong, I leave this place to you."

Yang Yong wanted to stop it, but in the blink of an eye he could only see a figure in the shape of black dots, so he gave up.

It's just... this is the harem, a woman's world, what are you going to do if you keep him here...

This time Yang Yong was very troubled by Jian Yunling's last words, but that time Jian Yunling had already rushed out of the Changque Gate.

Familiarly bypassing two inconspicuous alleys, he finally stopped Yu Wenzheng on the main road.

He didn't look abnormal on the surface, his smile was faint, and his deep eyes seemed to be filled with water.There were no wounds on the face or body, not even a drop of blood on the armor.

But why, she always felt that there was some inexplicable depression in his lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes.

"You're here." Seeing her rushing out of a dark alley, Yu Wenzheng wasn't surprised at all.

Because of the rush of the horse, Jian Yunling was out of breath, her face was slightly flushed, and her speech was a little unsteady: "You...why...why didn't you call me?" , licked his dry lips, and patted his chest to comfort himself.

Yu Wenzheng stretched out his hand with a smile, Jian Yunling held it for no reason, but felt a force lift her up in the air, and then she lightened and landed in front of Yu Wenzheng.

"What are you doing!" Jian Yunling put her hands on his chest, her eyes widened instantly.

Yu Wenzheng looked down at her, those eyes seemed to cover the whole universe, and she was fascinated by it after just one look.

"You are chasing in such a hurry, you are not afraid of getting angry. Now, just take a rest honestly." His gentle and deep tone was full of demagogic power.

Jian Yunling was stunned, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Fu Dongyun's complex expression behind, and suddenly realized that they stopped in the middle of the road like this, blatantly letting a thousand people watch them flirting.

No matter how thick-skinned Jian Yunling was, she couldn't hold it anymore at this moment. She lowered her head, hid the blush on her cheeks, and said softly, "Got it, let's go."

The gloom in Yu Wenzheng's heart dissipated immediately, he sipped his smile, gave a soft drink, and the horse walked slowly forward at a leisurely pace.

The night was gradually fading, and the eastern sky was lit up with a hint of white, but the high and low roofs at the corners and alleys still stood in the darkness.

The road stretches towards an unknown direction, it is long and long, as if it will never come to an end.

Jian Yunling leaned against Yu Wenzheng's warm chest, thinking whether this would be the last dark night they spent together, silently fell into depression.

(End of this chapter)