The concubine will not accompany you: General, Madam ran away again

Chapter 410 Punishment
"Want to die happily? There is such a cheap thing in the world, tell me everything I want to know, maybe this princess will let you die happily, otherwise, this princess thinks you must really like to know how life is better than death. "

The man raised his head and laughed, his laughter was sharp and piercing, "Is life better than death? Then I would like to try it. I don't know how ruthless a delicate and weak girl can be. Could it be that she is ruthless in serving men? "

He is not afraid of death, anyway, it is a cheap life. At this time, he also understands that this seemingly harmless Princess Qingwan actually has terrifying methods.

"Bold, you dare to speak rudely when you are about to die." Hua Rui picked up an iron rod from the side and threw it at the man.

The man closed his eyes, but he didn't wait for death to come. He opened his eyes involuntarily, and saw Mu Shuyao holding Hua Rui's hand, looking at him with a sarcasm, "I want to anger this princess, so I can die happily, This kind of flattery is too old-fashioned."

Without Mu Shuyao's signal, Fang Hua stepped forward, grabbed the man by the hair, and dragged him onto the torture bed.

The ancient torture bed was similar to a couch of thorns, covered with thorns, let alone lying on it, even if it was touched, the flesh would be torn apart.

"Ah! Ah! It hurts..." The man was slender, and he couldn't withstand a torture tool like a thorn couch.

Fang Hua lifted his foot, stepped on his back fiercely, and fixed him tightly. The bright red blood seeped from under the thorn couch, "Since you know it hurts, tell me everything you know , Speak up earlier, you will suffer less, and it will not do you any good to bear it!"

The man was panting heavily. After the initial severe pain passed, he recovered, and when he went down, his body became numb and he lost consciousness, but the pain was not so great. "Just this little trick, you are worthy of showing off , after all, she is a useless woman, that's all she has to do, are you tickling me?"

Fang Hua stepped hard again, and the sound of the wood piercing through the skin and flesh could be clearly heard in the storm room.

If the person being punished now is not the man who assassinated him, but a hero with generosity and integrity, Mu Shuyao might let him go.

But she had never had that much sympathy for her enemies.

Mu Shuyao waved her hand to get Fang Hua out of the way, and smiled softly at him, "You want to try my tricks? Don't regret it, even if you can't be a human now, you might be able to be a ghost after death, but later, you I'm afraid I can't even make a ghost, and I will only end up with a ghost!"

"Bah, I didn't get scared too much, if you fall into your hands, you'll be dead no matter what, but don't try to learn anything from me," the man spat out a mouthful of blood.

Fang Hua let go of his feet earlier and stopped stepping on him.

But the man already had wounds on his body, even if he stopped pressing him hard, the blood under his body still flowed non-stop. In just a moment, the bed was already soaked in blood.

"Hua Rui, go and get the latest thing I developed. It happens that no one is trying it out, so it's just right for him to use it," Mu Shuyao ordered in a cold voice.

"Yes, servant girl is going now!" Huarui's figure flashed, and she left the cell.

Fang Hua walked over, picked up the man, and threw him to a corner of the violence room.

The pistils go fast and come fast.

When he came back from outside, he held a bundle in his arms.

When the man saw the stamen coming back with a big bag, after opening it, it turned out to be just bottles and cans, "Princess Qingwan is still young, and she only uses these children's playthings to extract confessions from prisoners. If you don’t know how to do it, be humble and ask me a few tricks, seeing your flowery face, I will definitely teach you a few tricks, haha!”

His laughter was sharp and weird, echoing in the storm room, like a beast howling at night.

Mu Shuyao ignored his ridicule, and her expression was extremely calm, "Hang him up, tie his hands and legs tightly, and the scene of his flesh and blood, this princess doesn't like it, let's play something elegant, as for whether it is a play or not , you will know later."

Fang Hua hoisted Butler Qiu up very quickly and tied it into a big font.

Both hands were hung on the pillars next to the two of them, and the feet were tied separately without touching the ground, but they were not pulled too tightly, and there was a little range of motion.

Huarui took out a small bottle from the bag with no expression on her face, walked up to the man, opened the bottle, and poured the powder into his mouth.

"Ahem, what is this? What did you give me? Poison?"

Hua Rui threw away the bottle without saying a word, and walked back to Mu Shuyao.

Mu Shuyao smiled very kindly, "How could it be poison? Poison is too expensive, and you don't deserve it. Besides, don't you want to play house? If you are poisoned, what else is there to play with? These are just Antipasti, wait, you'll find out what that is after a while."

These dead soldiers have received strict training since they were young, and they have even been trained in these tortures. As for the people who have suffered such punishments in their hands, there are countless people.

He is very familiar with places like the violence room, and he is even more familiar with the torture equipment in the violence room.

But now Mu Shuyao asked someone to get these things, but he couldn't figure it out. They were just ropes and poison. Could it be for some other purpose?He also thought about committing suicide, but for some reason, since he was arrested, he couldn't even bite his tongue, but he could speak clearly. This weird phenomenon made his heart shudder.

Just as he was thinking wildly, he suddenly felt an itchy feeling, slowly climbing up from the bottom of his feet.

At first, I didn't think it was a big deal, but gradually, this itching feeling from under the skin to the muscles and bones became more and more intense.

People's nerve perception comes from instinct.

His body was itchy, so he naturally wanted to scratch it, but his hands were tied and he couldn't scratch it.

Mu Shuyao's light voice sounded, "Itchy? It's a pity you can't catch it. This is just the beginning. It's not the most itchy yet. Don't worry!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the man felt as if his body was being bitten by thousands of ants. The itchy feeling made him extremely painful.

"It's so itchy! What did you eat for me? It's so itchy..."

He twisted his body in pain, but his limbs were all bound, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

After struggling like this, not only did the itching on his body not get relieved, but it became more and more itchy.

It made him wish he could stretch out his hands to grab it now, even if the skin and flesh would be torn apart, and the flesh and blood would fly everywhere.

Moreover, the more he struggled and twisted, the ropes tied to his limbs were slowly shrinking. The ropes were loose at first, but after he struggled violently, the ropes tightened by themselves, pulling his limbs. Almost torn apart, "Ah! My hands and feet, this...what the hell is this..."

(End of this chapter)