Chapter 240

In this way, not only the crown prince, but also the cloud house can't retreat. I'm afraid Yan Qiqi will suffer more flesh and blood in Dali temple.

"Now the only solution is that you go to your majesty and agree to Yan Qiqi's marriage to the North!"

As soon as Yun Xian's voice fell, Yun Anzhi jumped up directly from his chair and looked at Yun Xian incredulously, thinking he had heard wrong, "childe, you... What did you say?"

"I don't think I need to repeat it a second time. Just do what I say to keep your cloud family safe. As for Yan Tianji, I'll say it."

Now that you have been dragged into this muddy water, just stir the water a little more.

Even though Yun Anzhi was shocked beyond measure, he had to do so. Fortunately, he had been involved in officialdom for many years and knew that Yun Xian's decision was the most correct. Only by standing on the side of Emperor Yan can we make a big deal smaller.

"Then I will go to see your majesty now."

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Yan Qiqi looked at the delicious food in front of him and felt a little incredible.

If she hadn't confirmed that she was still locked in this dark cell, she would really think she had arrived at the "hundred banquet Pavilion" again.

"Wensi tofu soup", "Emerald shrimp", "big boiled dried silk", these are the signature dishes of "Baiyan Pavilion"!

The aroma is pungent and makes people move their fingers.

"Would you like to eat? These are for you. " Sitting opposite him, he Donglai is still the Yin measurement!

As soon as I saw him, no matter how good my appetite was, I felt very disgusted.

Yan Qiqi sent out a cold hum from his nostrils: "if you have nothing to do, you can steal if you are not a traitor. Isn't Lord he so kind? Why, it's so rich. If I'm right, is it a decapitated meal? "

Even if she hasn't seen it with her own eyes, it always happens in TV dramas. The day before the prisoner is to be beheaded, anyway, the prison will always arrange a delicious meal to see him off, so as not to make the prisoner a hungry ghost on the huangquan road.

Before he Donglai spoke, she picked up the chopsticks in front of her and put a emerald shrimp into her mouth: "the shrimp is slippery but not tender. It looks like a dead shrimp, but the dish is steaming. It must have just come out of the pot. The dish is the dish of the Baiyan Pavilion, but the craft is not the craft of the Baiyan Pavilion."

She spit out the chewed shrimps and wiped her mouth. She was very sorry: "the cook in the small restaurant must have been fried with tears on his neck with a knife. This dish is too salty."

One dish made her pick out two or three mistakes, but he Donglai's indifferent face remained unchanged. "You've eaten so bad, princess. It's no good for you to talk with me so fast."

Yan Qi nodded, "I also advise Lord he that if you walk too much at night, you will always meet ghosts."

He Donglai looked at her with gloomy eyes. The smile on the corner of his mouth was ironic and vicious. "It seems that the princess doesn't know me very well. I have a nickname called he yanwang. The kids have to walk around when they see me. They're afraid they don't dare to come."

He waved his big hand, "it's time to tie me up!"

As soon as the voice fell, a few women with big arms, round waist and strong as cattle came out, just like carrying a chicken. Yan Qiqi took out a rope the thickness of his little thumb and tied her up.

It's still a knot. She can't move at all.

"Princess, it's just right. I'll do you a little favor and try the newly invented gadget."

Yan Qiqi had no chance to speak at all, because her mouth had been blocked at the moment.

"Toast without penalty. Then enjoy the gift I prepared for you! Don't be soft. "

With an order from He Dong, several women, carrying a plate, poured in.

"Princess, I gave you a banquet just now to make you suffer less and be honest, but if you don't go along the Yangguan Road, you have to cross the single wooden bridge. I can't blame you."

Yan Qiqi had a good nose. She smelled a smell of wine. Then the women put the plates in front of her.

It's a stack of thick rice paper!

"Since you refuse to admit your crime, don't blame me for being impolite. Do it!" He Donglai waved his big hand, and several women quickly put rice paper into the wine tank to soak it.

Such a large piece of wet paper was pasted on Yan Qiqi's face without gap.

The wet rice paper is very sticky, but sticking to people's face becomes torture. The mouth and nose are sealed. If you can't breathe, you will be suffocated alive.

The taste of the wine tank is fishy and spicy. Most people can't stand it at all. The rice paper soaked in the wine tank is pasted on the face, and the air will suffocate faster.

This is the way he Donglai has been torturing people, leaving people helpless. His heart gradually starts to panic and his fear deepens. Only when he has fear can the next thing be done.

Yan Qi had a feeling that he was dying.

The whole person was suffocated to the point that his soul was about to leave his body. His limbs were tied to the stool and couldn't move. The veins on his arms burst up, and the air became thinner and thinner. There was a long sound in his ears, and then he was dark and couldn't see anything.

"Lord he, she fainted." Only two pieces of rice paper were pasted, which could make people feel uncomfortable, but there was no situation that would kill people. They just didn't expect that the little girl was in good health. After struggling for so long, she stood up without saying a word!

"When I fainted, I stabbed my leg with a needle, then put it in the barrel for half an hour, and then shut up in prison!" Originally, he Donglai was not prepared to kill her. He just wanted to torture her.

She is not hard, it doesn't matter. He has more time and is slow to accompany her! Slow down! Play!

When Yan Qiqi woke up, she felt that there was a gust of breeze blowing on her face. The stuffy feeling in the wet cell suddenly disappeared, which made her very comfortable.

She slowly opened her eyes. After adapting to the light, she found that her eyes were staring at herself without blinking.

"Miss Zhou..." Yan Qiqi wanted to get up, but found that his limbs were weak and weak, and the Le mark on his hand was still there.

Zhou Lianyi slowly helped her up. Her voice was very concerned, "Miss Yan, don't move. Lie down and have a rest first."

"That man interrogates prisoners in a variety of ways. If you know anything, say it so that you won't suffer skin and flesh for nothing like me."