Pampering the sea

"Remember, you have to act like her in every move. If the task is completed and the Chu thief is wiped out, I will reward you a lot."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The woman knelt in front of Zhu Yu and kowtowed.

The woman has a delicate and beautiful face, with crescent eyebrows, oval face, and a small tear mole beside her eye socket, which makes her look extraordinarily weak.

Zhu Yu walked out of the prison.

Counselor Su Xu followed quickly, and asked, "Your majesty, why don't you let Miss Xinyue deceive Chu Zhiling? With her love for the emperor, she might help the emperor deal with the Chu thieves."

Zhu Yu stopped for a moment, and said: "I thought so before, but now, she is pregnant with my child. Besides, I don't have the same affection for her now. I don't want to use her anymore, let alone Make it difficult for her."

"But even if the woman we found is very similar to Miss Xinyue, Chu Zhiling might not be fooled."

"Let's try it first, but a useless life, even if she dies, it's not such a pity."

"I'm worried that she will cooperate with Chu Zhiling and beat the emperor down."

"Impossible, don't forget, her parents and brothers are still with me, if she dares to deal with me, I want her whole family to die."

The emperor's anger exploded, and Su Xu didn't dare to say anything more.

It's just that he faintly felt that everything would not go so smoothly.

"What's your name?" The jailer who knew about this could not help but feel sympathy for the woman in the prison.

The woman with the mole on her face said: "I used to be called Shu Cheng, but now they say my name is Xin Yue."

"The emperor wants to whip you, can you bear it?"

Of course she couldn't bear it. Although she had practiced martial arts, the cold air in this prison and the fear of the future made her feel that her physical strength was being consumed without limit.

However, she has no choice, her adoptive father and mother, her relatives and friends are still in the hands of the emperor.

"Of course I can bear it."

In the eighth year of Daili in the Ming Dynasty, he was in prison.

"I told you, did I ask you to stop?"

Wearing a bright yellow robe, Zhu Yu pointed to the bloody girl on the ground, and said coldly:

"Wake up, give me another call."

The jailers moved their wrists, picked up a large bucket of water next to it, and poured it on the girl. After waking up from the pain, the girl suddenly opened her eyes wide and begged for mercy:

"Your Majesty, please... forgive me..."

The beating sound like raindrops and the crying sound like purgatory were entangled together, and in this quiet night, it was extremely shrill.

Zhu Yu leaned slightly on the big golden nanmu chair, tapped the armrest regularly with his slender fingers, half-closed his eyes, as if he was enjoying the singing and dancing in the inner courtyard of the palace.

But outside the prison door, the sound of fighting was louder than louder, and the clash of swords was endless.

Zhu Yu's face was calm, without any abnormality, and he murmured: "Five, four, three, two, one..."

As soon as the word "one" was finished, the huge prison door opened in response, the huge moon gave off a yellow halo, the cold wind blew through the corners of the prison, and the flickering candles walked along the long corridors between the prisons. The gate stretched over, surging layer by layer, like a stormy sea under the blue sky and white sun.

The man suddenly appeared at the gate, with a tall and stalwart figure in black night clothes, and a sharp edge flashed from the blood-stained long knife in his hand. Eyes, looking down at the bright yellow figure at the end of the corridor.

The side of Minghuang was stained with blood, and the long corridor blocked his view, so he could only see the blood-stained three-foot black hair of the girl.

The man in black walked down the steps step by step. At the same time, he tore off the black scarf that covered his face, revealing a handsome face that blended evil charm and unruly charm. His long and narrow eyes were slightly raised, and his shiny sharp knife was straight. Refers to the noble and supreme emperor of the Ming Dynasty, a voice as deep as the deep sea resounded in Tianjia Prison:

"Zhu Yu, if you are sensible, let me let her go quickly."

Hearing the familiar voice, the girl who was lying motionless on the ground moved her fingers, then raised her eyes weakly:

"Brother Ling, is it... are you here...?"

The voice was hoarse beyond recognition.After saying this, she fell to the ground, not knowing whether she was dead or fainted.

"Chu Zhiling, you are indeed here." The young emperor waved his hand lightly, and immediately a guard supported the fallen girl, and he opened his mouth and said, "The life of your sweetheart is in my hands, if you still dare to lead your The pirates are causing trouble, and I can kill her at any time."

"So you mean, you want me to be recruited by the imperial court, abandon the southeast sea area, and serve as an official?"

"I think you are a heroic talent. If you are demoted to the imperial court, I can grant you a half-job."

A sharp look appeared on Chu Zhiling's face: "What if I don't follow?"

"Then you have to be ready to die."

Chu Zhiling wasn't afraid, instead a wicked smile flashed across his face: "It's not certain who will die."

Soon, a large number of people in black night clothes rushed in, obviously belonging to Chu Zhiling.

Zhu Yu smiled: "So few people are trying to attack me?"

"There are still outside, and they have surrounded your prison several times." He smiled evilly, "I called all my brothers ashore."

"The emperor is not well!"

A guard hurried in from outside and knelt down facing Zhu Yu, "Your Majesty, His Highness Ninth Prince sent someone to attack!"

"What... what?" Zhu Yu asked in a panic.

"The emperor really shouldn't choose to attack me when I have internal troubles."

Chu Zhiling's narrow and long pupils were filled with erratic light, appearing to be smiling but not smiling.

After a long time, Zhu Yu swallowed the uncontrollable anger in his heart, his face was gloomy like a ghost, and he said to the guard holding the girl:

"Let her go."

Chu Zhiling took a step forward, picked up the girl's blood-stained body, frowned slightly, and then, surrounded by many men in black, strode out of the prison cell, really calm and arrogant.

The strong wind blows, and the clothes are lifted continuously.