Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

"Wow!"

A basin of cold water splashed on his face, and Nan Yan suddenly woke up from the chaos.

But this awakening, the pain overwhelming her body, and the cold brought by the cold water, stimulated her to faint again.

However, someone had walked over, grabbed her by both hands, and dragged her out of the cell.

"You... what do you want...?"

She was still a little unconscious, speaking weakly.

"What are you doing?"

The jailer sneered, "You will know soon."

They dragged her out of the cell and brought her to the torture room, which was full of blood. The ground, the walls, and even the wooden frames and iron ropes used to tie people were stained with blood.

Nan Yan trembled just looking at it.

At this time, she also remembered.

Thinking of those tortures, the screams in the ears, and the pleadings of those palace ladies before they died, I couldn't help sweating all over.

Yesterday when she was put in prison, she arrived here, not just her, but also some other palace ladies. The jailers tied them to a wooden frame, whips them, beat them with wooden sticks, and even burned them with a soldering iron. The cry echoed continuously in the prison.

Nan Yan looked at her, and many court ladies had died in front of her.

That is simply a nightmare memory.

However, just when she thought she must die too-in fact, she did pass out in pain, but these people did not kill her.

Today, she was tied to a torture.

why?

Why not kill her?

Yesterday all those palace ladies died under torture, but she did not die, and today she will be tortured again.

Nan Yan watched those people took out their whips again, and dipped them in the cold water, and suddenly trembling all over.

She trembled: "I, I don't."

"..."

"I am innocent."

"..."

"you guys--"

Hearing what she said, the jailer carrying the whip came up with a sneer, leaned close to her ear, and said, "Do you think you are innocent. Does it matter?"

Nan Yan's heart sank and turned to look at him——

"What do you mean?"

The man grinned and said, "Do you think, why can you live to this day?"

"..."

"Concubine Kang has already confessed that she must'treat' you well.

"..."

"Those palace ladies can just die like this, one hundred. But you—you have to live until the last person dies before you can die."

"..."

"We have already thought about all the penalties, so we will try them on you one by one. If you think about it, you are enough. Hahahahaha."

Nan Yan only felt black for a while, an unprecedented despair strangling her throat.

Concubine Kang Wu Wan!

Knowing that Zhu Feng had sent these palace ladies to jail, she deliberately let these people torture herself, and she must suffer all the torture before she died.

She is so poisonous!

The man lifted Nan Yan's pale face with a whip, looked at her darkened eyes, and smiled: "Of course, there is another way, you don't have to suffer so much."

"..."

"Yes, confession."

"..."

"Anyway, you must have buried those disgusting things. You might as well accept it obediently, so that you can die a little easier. How?"

Nan Yan turned his head and stopped looking at him.

The man's face sank and said coldly: "Okay, your mouth is hard, I will make your mouth hard!"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly raised the whip in his hand and drew it towards her.