The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Just when shangguanrui is in a dilemma, song Qingqing in the palace is interrogating sun Changtian in the dungeon. He kneels on the ground in confusion, and his face is full of fear.

Song Qingqing's cold eyes fell on his face and asked in a deep voice: "Sun Changtian, how are you in the dungeon these days?"

Sun Changtian trembled all over. What else can he do? Let's not talk about the food. Just say that he is a felon. The guards often beat him hard. He dare not resist, because the more he resists, the worse he beats.

Until now, he took a breath, his ribs hurt, and he was sweating.

"Empress, please forgive me a dog's life!" His sad plea.

Song Qing sneered: "if you had known today, why did you have to have known at the beginning? Sun Changtian, the evil you did at the beginning is the result you have to repay today. "

Sun Changtian quickly argued: "before, didn't the empress say that as long as I killed Song Ying, she would let me go? Now that I've killed her, why don't you let me go? "

Song Qing sneered at him: "Sun Changtian, are you really stupid or pretend to be stupid? I'm not teasing you. You're ready to die in this dungeon! "

"No!" Sun Changtian shook his head: "empress, please let me go!"

Song Qingqing looked at him with disgust and said, "my palace is looking for you today to ask you some questions. If you answer honestly, maybe it will make you feel better in this dungeon."

"What's the problem?" Sun Changtian looks at her suspiciously.

Song Qingqing said coldly, "is there a kind of magic you know that can control people's mind and make people act according to her wishes?"

After hearing this, sun Changtian suddenly changed color. He shook his head and said, "no, I don't know. Don't ask me. I won't say anything."

"You dare!" Song Qingqing suddenly took out the silver whip from his waist and pulled it on him.

Sun Changtian screamed bitterly, but he was still stubborn.

Song Qing's eyes flashed a cold, she would touch the silver whip in her hand, and she said lazily: "do you think as long as you don't say it, there's no way for us to take you? It's a joke. Don't forget that the best skill of our palace is extorting confessions by torture. " With that, she waved to Ling Fei and whispered in his ear.

Ling Fei responds and leaves quickly. When he comes back, two guards behind him move the bath bucket and follow him.

Sun Changtian looks at the bath bucket in a daze. He doesn't think song Qingqing will be kind enough to let him take a bath. Sure enough, when he sees the hot pepper water in it, his whole body aches subconsciously.

"No, no!" He screamed and struggled, only to earn the chain on his body clattering.

Song Qingqing said with a smile: "don't be afraid. You will enjoy it when you go into the bath bucket later."

Ling Fei went to his side and threw him into the bath bucket mercilessly.

But in an instant, sun Changtian's creepy scream almost broke the whole dungeon, and the prisoners in other prisons were all huddled in the corner, shivering all over.

Chili water slowly soaked sun Changtian's body, making him numb and itchy. The feeling was terrible, like tens of millions of ants drilling into his body, gnawing and itching at the same time, which made him nearly collapse.

"Please kill me, kill me!" Sun Changtian's red eyes are almost protruding. He pinches the wall of the barrel with both hands and bumps his head into it. He just wants to bump his head to death, so he won't suffer the extreme pain again.

"It's not so easy to die, sun Changtian. Don't you have a hard tongue? This palace will let you taste the chili water, OK? Is the wound enjoyable? " Song Qingqing looks at him with a smile, holding his shoulders and pacing around the bath bucket.

Sun Changtian's brain has been confused, pain and itching interwoven, he issued a fierce howl like a beast.

"What a noise Song Qing covered his ears in displeasure.

Ling Fei will, in the side took rags, directly into the mouth of sun Changtian, blocked his throat.

Sun Changtian struggling in the bath bucket, only hit the wall of the bucket Dong Dong straight ring.

Song Qingqing coldly coagulated him and said: "our Palace said that you can't survive or die. Now you should believe what our Palace said?"

Sun Changtian was speechless. His face had turned bloody red, which was shocking.

The longer Xu is soaked, the more powerful chili water will be. Sun Changtian's old and new wounds will all collapse. His body is twitching in pain, and he wants to be killed.

In the end, he couldn't stand it. Just as he wanted to bump into the wall of the barrel, Ling Fei grabbed his collar.

Ling Fei sneered: "want to die? It's not that easy. Live with it

Sun Changtian glared round his eyes, and his expression was extremely distorted and frightening.

Finally, he couldn't stand it any more, nodded his head hard, and then began to struggle fiercely.

Then Song said, "do you want to talk?"

Sun Changtian nods fiercely, but this is Ling Fei who has pulled out the rag in his mouth, so that he can make a sound.

"Cough!" He first coughed a few times, and finally gasped for a thick airway: "let me go, let me out, it's hard."

Song Qingqing said with a smile: "that's not good. You answer my question first and then let you out."

Sun Changtian has no choice but to be a butcher. Now that he has fallen into the hands of this cruel girl, he can't think of any good fruit to eat. It's important to protect his life first.

He clenched his teeth and said, "I know the magic that can control people's spirit. It's said that it's called Dementor. It can control people's spirit at close range and let that person do things according to his will."

"Dementor?" Song Qing twisted his eyebrows. Shouldn't this be a higher level of hypnosis?

Thinking about this, she asked, "how can this kind of Dementor be cracked?"

Sun Changtian said in a dumb voice: "this kind of soul taking technique can only be solved by the performer. If someone else intervenes, it will make the infected person more serious and even become a fool forever. He will never wake up again."

Song Qing took a cold breath. Fortunately, she didn't give song Qingshan a random diagnosis and treatment, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Sun Changtian tentatively said: "I can ask, who is this kind of Dementor?"

Song Qingqing glared at him: "you first think about how to protect your life!" With that, he turned and walked away quickly.

As soon as she got out of the dungeon, she met xuanyuansheng. He came over and asked anxiously: "Qingqing, what's the matter?"

Song Qingqing pressed his forehead wearily: "well, you need to tie the bell to untie the bell. You have to find the caster."

Xuanyuansheng reached out and rubbed the top of her hair and said, "you don't have to worry about this. I really don't trust you to deal with the Song family's affairs."