After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 53 Am I Dead?

Yan Yunxiao just drank some health porridge to fill his stomach after waking up, because there are still toxins in his body, he has no other appetite.

Although the imperial doctor said that he was in good health and in much better condition than the average person, Zhao Shun was still a little worried about his health, but he could only pay attention to it and didn't say it out loud.

Yan Yunxiao's lips were indeed slightly pale, which made his whole expression look more monotonous and depressing.

He got out of the sedan chair and rubbed the wrist of the injured hand. The numbness gradually faded away, replaced by a slight soreness.

A group of people entered the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and went straight to a dark room of a torture room.

The dark room was extremely dark, with only four small braziers hanging in the four corners, which could barely illuminate the entire mottled wall, which was neatly hung with grotesque instruments of torture.

Every instrument of torture was rendered a strange dark red by the aged blood.

There is also an iron iron placed in a brazier in the corner. This criminal law is to burn the iron in the fire until it becomes red and hot, and then directly imprint it on the flesh of the person.When it was first put on it, it was scalding at high temperature, and you could even hear the sound of human body fat sizzling as the flesh was scalded.

In the center of the dark room was a cross wooden pillar, on which Qi Mingzheng was bound. Obviously, he had been whipped, and his prison uniform was torn and covered in blood.

When Yan Yunxiao came in, his gaze didn't fall on Qi Mingzheng, but on the instruments of torture on that wall.

He seemed to be thinking about which torture tool to choose for punishment.

It is Qi Mingzheng's honor to have him personally choose the instruments of torture.

Zi Ling said, "My lord, all the 170 or so members of the Qi Mansion have been detained."

"Ah."

He casually responded with a word, and paced slowly in front of the torture wall.The little official who had just executed the sentence came forward to salute Yan Yunxiao, and said helplessly, "Your Majesty, this man's teeth are tight, and he still hasn't uttered a word after a long interrogation!"

Only then did Yan Yunxiao glance back at the disheveled Qi Mingzheng, waved his hands slightly, and the little official stepped aside.

He reached out and grabbed Qi Mingzheng's disheveled hair, raised his head fiercely for a look, then narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "Since he refuses to speak, then cut off his tongue."

The little official was surprised, so he cut it off?But nothing has been asked yet?Is this too bad?

But he didn't dare to refute.

Although Yan Yunxiao's voice was soft, his majesty was irresistible.

He stepped forward in response, took out a dagger, and asked a few companions to hold Qi Mingzheng down, and then heard the sound of a sharp knife, and a wet object fell to the ground.

Qi Mingzheng screamed in an instant, his mouth was full of blood, it was extremely frightening.

Yan Yunxiao suddenly laughed when he heard the scream.

He smiled easily and calmly, which made others feel horrified, and couldn't help but get nervous.

He raised the corners of his lips and said to Qi Mingzheng, "Being a dog can be regarded as loyal if you do what you do, but it's a pity that people want you as a dog."

Hearing the words, Qi Mingzheng raised his head weakly and looked at Yan Yunxiao with difficulty. After hearing what he said, although he didn't confide a word, he seemed to already know who was behind the scenes?

His surprise was not because of Yan Yunxiao's suspicion of the person behind the scenes, but his sense of certainty about who the person behind the scenes was.

Then Yan Yunxiao stopped looking at him, but lazily raised his head and gestured with his chin for a small, thin blade on the torture wall.

The little official was very discerning and immediately went to remove the instrument of torture.

In the dark room, Yan Yunxiao's voice resounded faintly, "It is said that this blade can goug out a hundred and eight pieces of flesh from a person without harming his life?"

The little official smiled and said, "Your Majesty is right, but this requires extremely high skill for the executioner. If the skill is not good enough, I'm afraid that if I cut a wrong place, I will die."

"There are also some highly skilled ones who cut off more than the one hundred and eight pieces of meat, and still survive without harming their lives!"

Yan Yunxiao's sword eyebrows couldn't help but raised, and there seemed to be a bit of interest on his gloomy face, which made people feel frightened.

He asked back, "How about your craftsmanship?"

The little official patted his chest, "I don't want to brag. If Your Majesty entrusts him to me to serve him, I dare not say anything else. Just these one hundred and eight pieces of meat will definitely not be missing!"

"If Your Majesty doesn't believe it, can I show you two pieces now?"

Yan Yunxiao squinted his eyes and looked at Qi Mingzheng's terrified face again, and said quietly, "That's very good."

Qi Mingzheng didn't even have the strength to struggle, he could only let out a few indistinct whimpers from his throat, and the blood in his mouth fell to the ground in big drops, like tears of regret weeping from his eyes.

The little official held the thin blade and asked Yan Yunxiao, "Where does Your Majesty want to start?

Zhao Shun witnessed all this from the side, it can be said that he wanted to wipe the sweat from his forehead but was afraid that his hands would shake if he was seen.This is also the first time he has seen why there are rumors that His Majesty is ruthless. It turns out that His Majesty is really ruthless.
He swallowed, not daring to think anymore.

When we returned to Yinhua Hall, it was already dark.

Yan Yunxiao got out of the sedan chair, felt dizzy for a moment, and couldn't help closing his eyes and letting out a heavy breath.

Qingzhi was still guarding outside Yinhua Hall, and when he saw Yan Yunxiao, he saluted Yan Yunxiao.

His muffled voice came from overhead.

"Aren't you awake yet?"

Qingzhi shook his head.

When she got up, Yan Yunxiao had already strode into the hall, leaving only a blurred view of her back.

Yan Yunxiao opened the curtain and saw that her eyelashes were trembling, as if she was about to wake up.Then he reached out to touch Su Jiu'er's forehead and put down his hand when he felt that the temperature was normal.

Zhao Shun stood outside the hall and said, "Your Majesty, do you want to serve a meal? You haven't eaten much today, how can your bones hold on like this!"

Zhaoshun kept his voice as low as possible, but perhaps seeing Su Jiuer's brow moved, Yan Yunxiao suddenly became nervous, frowned and turned to look outside the hall.

Suddenly, Su Jiu'er's eyelashes slowly lifted, and she stretched out her two hands to hold Yan Yunxiao's big palm in a daze, and took his hand off her forehead.

Then he muttered confusedly, "Am I dead?"

(End of this chapter)