C27

In an abandoned rattan courtyard in the deepest courtyard of the prince's mansion, there was not a single window in the dilapidated wooden house, nor was there a single ray of sunlight in the closed and gloomy room.

The red wooden pillars on the beams had already shed their color. The long period of damp and cold had caused the wood to fall apart from time to time. A few rats were darting back and forth beside the firewood.

Both of Luo Shang's hands were tied tightly with a rope, tied to a red pillar. She had stayed there for too long, so under her thin clothes, her body was already cold.

"Creak, creak, creak ~ ~ ~"

It was the sound of the door being locked.

Indeed, someone had come from outside. When the door slowly opened, Luo Shang raised her head.

Having been in the dark for so long, the sudden illumination from a large area of light made her feel very eye-catching. She could only slowly try to see the appearance of the person who came over.

The servant outside the door opened it and retreated, Leng Shaoyu walked in step by step with a gloomy face that carried a chill.

Every step he took would only make the atmosphere even colder.

Luo Shang finally saw the man's face clearly, but she never thought that he would return so quickly.

It was just that he cared so much about his family, why did he use the Luo family to threaten her time and time again?

"I really didn't expect a woman like you would have such guts." He chuckled and said, "This King has really relaxed my guard against you."

Luo Shang was completely confused, she didn't understand what the man's words meant at all. She only looked at him with an unusually dark and cold expression, and her pair of black eyes looked even more terrifying than when he was angry a few times. Those slightly creased eyebrows were clearly very charming, but they made people so afraid.

Seeing that she did not speak, Leng Shaoyu walked towards her with large strides, and grabbed her chin with great force, causing Luo Shang to feel as if her jaw's collarbone was about to be broken.

he said in a low voice. " What, you want to play dumb? This king will let you see with your own eyes how the hundreds of families in your Luo Family die one by one in front of your eyes. "Luo — Shang"

Every word he said was very heavy, and his tone was without any threat. He was telling her what he was about to do, and that he would definitely do it.

Luo Shang's lower jaw was in pain from his hand as she looked at the man. Leng Shaoyu! I did not harm your sister. Regardless of whether you believe me or not, I only wanted to save her. "

Luo Shang thought that the reason he came here so aggressively to denounce him must be because Ma Gu and the others said something to him that made him so angry.

She had said long ago that even if a stranger was lying there, as long as she could save him, she would not leave him alone. Even though she hated this man so much that she wanted him dead, she had never thought of harming her sister.

Why would he do such a despicable thing when he was in danger?

After hearing what she said, the man suddenly raised his head and sneered. The domineering aura on his forehead couldn't stop the flames in his eyes no matter what. It was like a volcano about to erupt, and once it erupted, it would destroy everything in its path.

"Save her? Since when did the Luo Family have such a good deed? "Hrm?"

The mocking tone, the contemptuous face. If Luo Shang's hand wasn't tied up at this moment, she would have definitely reached out and slapped this man hard.

"Leng Shaoyu, do you think that everyone is like you, despicable and cruel?" Luo Shang forcibly broke free from the restraints of his thick palms as she looked at her with a lifted face.

When he saw the woman's eyes, his originally angry heart became even more vicious. Leng Shaoyu hated her, especially her pair of proud and aloof eyes. This caused him to feel incomparable disgust.

After a long while, the man's lips curled up. His actions when he lightly lifted his lips were both as cold as ice.

"Luo Shang, I was too merciful to you."

Mercy? Luo Shang found it funny. From the first day she married him, she had forcefully torn apart her bright red wedding dress. She could still clearly remember that day until now when her torn and tattered dress slowly fell onto the ground.

He mercilessly robbed her time and time again, making it difficult for Ma Gu to beat her up without showing any mercy. When she was angry, he would slap her in the face. He was angry and threatened her family. He even allowed himself to stand naked in front of him and humbly pray.

Where was his kindness?

"Heh. Leng Shaoyu, what right do you have to say the word 'kindness'? To you, it can only be cruel. " Luo Shang said those words one word at a time. This was also what she was thinking, the grievances she had accumulated was no less than his.

"I'll let you see what exactly is — handicap — tolerance." That sinister face revealed a sinister and ruthless expression. Luo Shang would never imagine that this man's cruelty was something she could never imagine.

"Someone, come!"

Hearing his orders, the two servants guarding outside immediately ran in, waiting for his orders.

"Prepare the thorny rope. This King has to teach this woman a lesson and let her know what it means to be — better to live than to die."

The sun shone brightly and the sky, which should have been very beautiful, glowed with red light as blood energy rose up into the air.

In the center of the courtyard was a stone table. The man sitting on the side was patting the folded fan in his hands with interest, looking at the woman who was hanging on the wutong tree in front of him.

The woman's hands were tied tightly by the thorny rope. The thorns on the rope had already pricked her wrist, causing blood to flow out slowly from the exposed white arm. There was an iron trap around her neck, and inside the ring were rows of tiny, long nails. If she moved, the nails would pierce her neck.

Of course, it wouldn't kill her. How could Leng Shaoyu let her die so easily? Her brother had killed the woman he loved the most, and she … Killed his sister.

Luo Shang's throat was already at a loss for words, and sweat was unceasingly flowing from her forehead. Her lips were terrifyingly dry. After being hung on for so long, her breathing was slowly weakening. Every time she fainted, the man sitting in the courtyard would order his subordinates to wake her up.

The spikes had already sunk deep into her flesh, and the pain from her entire body suffocated her. In the midst of his drowsiness, he gently fanned himself with his hand and crossed his legs as he spoke to the servants. Get the nail plate. "

"Your Highness …" "This …" If such torture were inflicted on a weak body like that of an imperial concubine, even if she didn't die, she would end up crippled for life.

Seeing the prince frown, the servant hurriedly said, "Yes, this servant will do it right away."

When a few servants carried rows and rows of nail plates and placed them below Luo Shang, who was hanging from the sky, Luo Shang merely laughed softly and no longer explained anything. She knew that any explanation was unnecessary in front of this man.

He hated her, she knew.

He hated the Luo family, she knew.

He wanted her dead, and she knew it.

"Your Highness …" "Yes to..." The servant put down the board and asked respectfully.

Leng Shaoyu raised his head and looked at the woman who was hung high up in the air. She was clearly on the verge of death, yet she was still acting so high and mighty.

He didn't want to hear her explanation, but he wanted her to beg him over and over again. If this woman begged him, maybe, he would even commute her sentence and let her die a little more happily.

Since she wanted to be arrogant, fine, he would grant her wish.

Leng Shaoyu nodded.

The servant walked towards the servant under the tree and shouted: "Release!"

The coarse rope slid down quickly following a loud and clear sound. In that instant, Luo Shang did not think about anything, she closed her eyes, how good it would have been if she had not survived that severe illness back then.

As the rope was lowered, the man's frown got closer and closer, and the strength in his grip on the cup increased.

Just as the woman was about to land on the board covered with long and thin nails, a voice called out, "My prince, the princess is back to life. The princess is awake —"