Queen of the Grass

Chapter 4

Walking out of Meilishu's bedroom, I headed towards my private dungeon.

Speaking of this dungeon, it also has a certain history. It was originally a prison room, which was specially used to imprison concubines who made mistakes and give them certain punishments.

But this year's queen, that is, our queen mother only married her father and queen, and she loved her so much. Even if her father made a mistake, the mother queen would not be willing to punish her father, so this cell was abandoned , which became my private dungeon after being discovered by me.

"See the princess!" The dungeon guard, the two women knelt on the ground and saluted me.

Ignoring them, I showed the token representing my identity - a delicate jade tablet engraved with the word Shang, while Mei Lishu's was engraved with the word 'shu' representing her. These two tokens are for It’s to distinguish my identity from Lishu’s, otherwise, it’s easy to be mistaken if we have the same appearance, but those who are close to us rarely make mistakes, because the difference between my temperament and Lishu’s temperament is too far .

Lishu's temperament is like wind, casual and elegant; like water, gentle and affectionate.

And my temperament is like fire, violent and arrogant; like earth, persistent and resolute.

I walked into the dungeon, followed by seven people in red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple. The dungeon was bright and not as gloomy as a real dungeon, but when we walked to the center of the dungeon, we saw the different lights on the four walls. When using torture tools, people will no longer suspect that this is not a real prison.

"Meet the princess!" Another two guards were standing there, seeing me kneeling down to pay homage.

"Where is the person?" I looked around and didn't see that person.

"If you go back to the princess, you are in the dark room, and the slave will bring you here." A guard nervously replied to me, for fear that I would not find someone to vent her anger on her. However, this is also normal, my slave There are few who have not been taught by me.

"Why don't you go quickly, are you waiting for a reward here?" With undisguised anger, the guard was startled by my voice, then got up in a panic and walked towards a black iron gate.

Opening the heavy lock, the guard brought out a woman whose whole body was chained.

It was the woman I tied back on the street in the morning, but at this moment, she was already in a panic, her clothes were messy, and there was still a gleam of fear in her eyes.

And this is the magical effect of the black room!

There is no light in the dark room, and it has the function of sound insulation. People can't feel any sound in it, and there will be a feeling of fear naturally.

"You, you let me go!" However, she obviously didn't stay long enough, because I seemed to hear the dog barking again.

"Which dog is barking? Why can't I hear it clearly?" I looked at her teasingly and laughed sarcastically.

"You dare to call me a dog. If you let me go, I won't let you go!" The insulted expression on her face made me want to laugh happily.

People are interesting only when they have expressions. Whether they are crying or laughing, happy or angry, people will have different feelings, and only in this way will people have the urge to continue playing. Otherwise, a person, no matter No matter how you treat him, he looks at you indifferently, isn't it a disappointment? !
"Does the prisoner dare to speak wild words? Don't let me go? Hmph, let me see if you dare to say such things to me after I have taught you a lesson!" I smiled sinisterly and stretched out my hand. Immediately presented a long silver whip.

This is one of my favorite toys, and it was also the birthday present my mother gave me when I was five years old. It is made of 'Deep Sea Magic Silver', it is three meters long, and it is as light as a feather. It is the cruelest instrument of torture, because the faint cold air it possesses can penetrate into the human lungs, and the pain that people feel goes deep into the soul!

I tried to wave it, frowning with some dissatisfaction, this whip is a bit too much for me, and what I am dissatisfied with is my current height, I am too petite at the age of eight!If it is ten years later, I think it will definitely bring me a different feeling.

The whip hit the ground and made a crackling sound. The woman stared at me with wide eyes, while "Huang" behind me took a step back undetectably.

I still remember that when I was six years old, Huang accidentally killed my favorite chrysanthemum, and the punishment I gave her was to be whipped five times with this whip in my hand. There is no blood color, and there are faint crystals on the ends of her hair. If it weren't for the imperial doctor waiting by the side, her life would not have survived until now!

And I'm going to see now, how many whips can this pariah hold back!

"Ah! With the scream, the woman's whole body began to tremble, and the blood was frozen on the skin before it flowed out!

I smile evilly.

"The game has just begun, you have to persevere." I shook the whip as I said something provocative to her, but there was no blood on the whip, which is one of the reasons why I love it.

(End of this chapter)