Handsome Prince, Come to my Embrace

The dungeons were the places where felons were imprisoned. Every cell here was made of steel and was incomparably hard. There were copper and iron walls, not a single window, not even a single ray of sunlight.

Because they were underground, the place was especially empty, so the sounds of the whips were loud, and they fell into the other cages one after another. The criminals who heard them were all on tenterhooks.

"I advise you to admit it, lest you suffer these physical pains." Yun Xiu snorted, swinging the whip as she stared at the woman on the ground, wanting to use this chance to force her to submit.

Her white robe was imprinted with streaks of blood, and every part of her body was scarred. Her long hair was not as beautiful, but rather dusty as the wounds on her body.

Blood trickled down the corner of Luo Shang's mouth. She breathed in the cold air of pain, but was unable to get up no matter what, and barely lifted her head with an expression as hard as ever. The corner of her mouth carried a smile, and she spoke with difficulty. You — delusional. "

Yun Xiu's eyes widened, she gritted her teeth and rolled up her sleeves. She snapped the whip in her hand, increased her strength, and lashed at Luo Shang.

The whip was rough and heavy, it could tear a person's skin but it would not harm their internal organs. This was how they wanted to torture Luo Shang to death, and let her feel the pain from every whip.

Slap... Slap her body back and forth a few times, Yun Xiu was so tired that she wiped the sweat off her forehead. She was still tenacious, and refused to surrender even after so long.

The pain of the whip tearing through Luo Shang's skin was unbearable. It was not the first time she had been beaten up like this, but this time, it lasted for a long time. As time passed, Luo Shang's senses gradually became numb, as if she could no longer feel any pain.

"Are you admitting it or not?" Yun Xiu roared in anger, and did not stop for a single moment.

The woman on the ground fainted under the whip.

"Splash her awake!"

"Crash ~ ~ ~"

A basin of clear water mixed with salt splashed onto Luo Shang's entire body. She painfully opened her eyes and bit off a layer of skin on her lips.

"Still refuse to admit it?" Yun Xiu laughed complacently. She thought that she would give in just like that, but he heard her extremely soft voice. "Wishful thinking …"

"Fine, I will let you have a taste of what it means to be unable to live or to die! Someone, put the needle on the needle! " Yun Xiu spat out saliva, and threw the whip in her hand onto the ground, letting out a loud sound.

The servants trembled as they carried over the execution platform. There was not a single speck of dust on it. Every single torture device emitted a cold light, and the ten fingers were linked together. If the slender needle were to pierce into someone's finger like that, then it would be extremely painful.

When the servants on both sides thought of this, they felt a lingering fear. Their entire body shivered, and they hurriedly shed tears, but they could do nothing about it.

Yun Xiu slowly picked up a thin and long silver needle and walked towards Luo Shang. She crouched down and grabbed onto her hair with one hand, making her look at her.

"Don't you like to use this thing to treat patients? Have you ever thought that one day, you will also be treated well by this thing. " Yun Xiu laughed sinisterly, her eyes squinting as she signaled the servants on both sides to come over and hold Luo Shang down.

He forcefully pulled her fingers apart and was about to stab her in the direction she was pointing at.

"Stop."

Hearing the woman behind him speak, Yun Xiu stopped in her tracks, dropped the needles on the ground and retreated in disgust.

The woman sitting at the side yawned. She impatiently wiped the corner of her eyes with the handkerchief, trying to get rid of her fatigue. She half lay on the ground with a leisurely look on her face.

Situ Jingyu looked at Luo Shang who was lying on the ground and sneered: "How can you use this kind of method to deal with someone as unusual as my consort?"

All of the servants thought that she wanted to let Luo Shang go, so they opened their eyes wide with hope. However, the next moment, they heard the woman say, "This consort thoroughly hates those people who are well-loved by all sorts of people.

Luo Shang's hair fell to the ground as she panted weakly, looking at that sinister face through the crack.

Situ Jingyu wanted to pick out the tendons in her legs?

Yun Xiu smiled, she understood and nodded, then ordered the servants on both sides of him. The maids did not move, but did not dare to disobey, and could only go over and hold Luo Shang up.

After taking off her shoes and socks, Luo Shang shook her head as the ice-cold torture device touched the bottom of her foot. No... "Don't …"

"Luo Shang, you have still fallen into my, Yun Xiu's, hands in the end. This time, no one will be able to save you." Yun Xiu faced the sky and laughed out loud, and then used all of her strength.

"Ah …" Luo Shang screamed in extreme pain, causing her to feel pain even when she heard it. Her voice filled the entire dungeon with her pain.

Her tears did not stop. She bit down on her lips, and the tips of her fingers dug into the flesh of her hands, causing bright red blood to flow out.

Leng Shaoyu, why, why did you hand over the power to her, why …

In the midst of her exhausted voice, Luo Shang had never known that this world would have such a deep pain, so she closed her eyes in despair.

In a daze, he heard crying. However, she didn't want to open her eyes. She didn't want to face this world again. She didn't want to see this miserable reality.

"Miss, please wake up. Please open your eyes, don't scare us." Zhuo Jin called out to her again and again, pulling her out from her despair.

When she opened her eyes, tears were flowing down her face. Her pale face was lifeless as she leaned her head against the cold wall behind her.

His feet were covered in blood, and he couldn't even move them. He couldn't even move his feet a little.

Ah Yu bandaged her wound while Zhuo Jin cried on the side. "Miss, your feet, your feet can no longer dance …"

Tears streamed down her cheeks, and Luo Shang tilted her head and closed her eyes. Her lips trembled, as she spoke in a haggard and bitter smile.

No more dancing, no more …

The hand that grabbed the clothes off his body pounded the ground.

"Miss, let's go home." Ah Yu wiped away the tears on Luo Shang's face and endured her laughter as she helped her up.

Her legs were without tendons, she couldn't walk, and she couldn't stand either. What was the current Luo Shang supposed to take back home, she was just a cripple, a cripple who couldn't do anything.

Looking at her dejection, Zhuo Jin hugged her with a pained heart. Young miss, young miss, please do not be like this, you must live well, if not what should I do, what should Zhuo Jin do. "

Leng Shaoyu, why aren't you back yet? Is this what you want to see? Leng Shaoyu...

At the same time, the battlefield a thousand miles away from the Northern Region was in complete chaos. The man with armor on his back suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart. He frowned and urged his horse to kill the enemy again.

A few kind-hearted servants carried Luo Shang back to the Purple Gold Pavilion and followed beside Luo Shang for a long time.

The tendons in her legs had been broken, but luckily her important nerves had not been completely sawed off and she could still barely walk. However, in the future, other than walking slowly, she could not make any other movements, especially, she could not dance.

The woman on the bed looked at Ah Yu, watched her slowly apply the medicine and bandaged herself up. Luo Shang said: "I want to go home."

Ah Yu stopped and tears quietly flowed down her face. She nodded and smiled to Luo Shang: "Alright. Madam will definitely miss Miss, let's go home and never come here again. "