In the army camp that Hu Youshan was in, a man with the same appearance as Fu Huaiyu sat in the center. His eyes slightly narrowed as he sat at his desk, picked up a pen, and wrote on the paper: "The traitor Liang Yu has been apprehended, Ninth Prince is willing to decide."
He seemed to ponder over it for a long time. Finally, he stood up and rolled up the slip of paper. "Someone, bring the carrier pigeon."
With that, there was a knock on the door. "Your Royal Highness, the carrier pigeon is here."
"Come in!" Mo Zilian said softly. When the door was pushed open, the soldier carried a birdcage, inside which was a snow white pigeon.
Opening the cage, Mo Zilian took out the pigeon, then placed the recently rolled up paper slip into the small bamboo tube at the pigeon's feet, allowing the soldier to release the pigeon. Yet, he turned around and slowly walked towards the dungeon.
In the dark dungeon, a stench assaulted their nostrils. Most of them were disobedient captives, and there were even some who wanted to rebel. Mo Zilian leisurely walked to the front of Liang Yu's prison and had just returned to Hu Youshan a few days ago. Mo Zilian had first exposed Liang Yu's crime and then locked him in the dungeon. At this time, the blood stains on Liang Yu's body had already dried up, and his lips were slightly white.
Looking at Liang Yu who was already scarred by the attack, Mo Zilian sneered, "Heh, it's really day and night defense, a home thief is hard to guard against! Liang Yu, Liang Yu, what are you trying to do that makes you want to be a traitor, you better enjoy the last moments of your life! "Hahaha!" The sinister laughter was like a talisman of death, causing one's hair to stand on end.
Hearing these words, Liang Yu slowly raised his head, looked in the direction of the voice, and saw that there was wave after wave of fear on Mo Zilian's dark and cold face. At this time, Mo Zilian was still wearing the same kind of human skin mask as Fu Huaiyu, showing a cold and detached look like an evil ghost that had crawled out of hell, as he licked the last bit of hope in his heart.
Liang Yu knew Fu Huaiyu's methods, and Mo Zilian's were extremely ruthless, even more so than Fu Huaiyu's. Very few of the people executed in his hands were whole. Mo Zilian looked at Liang Yu who had revealed a terrified face and sneered, then glanced at the wet ground beneath Liang Yu with disgust. Mo Zilian looked down on him in his heart, as he did not have much courage in the first place, to actually want to learn to be a spy.
Early the next morning, Mo Zilian received a message from the Ninth Prince. There wasn't much pen and ink on it, only the word "kill", which was exceptionally clear in the middle of the white paper.
Mo Zilian sneered and said: "Men, pull Liang Yu out of the dungeon and force him onto the execution grounds."
"Yes, Your Highness." After these few days of interaction, he already knew that the person in front of him was definitely not a good person. A few days ago, one of the soldiers had sounded dissatisfied, but this prince had directly pulled him out to beat 50 boards.
Seeing that the time was approaching noon, Mo Zilian calmly walked towards the execution grounds. When he arrived, Liang Yu was already at the execution grounds.
Mo Zilian looked at Liang Yu whose breathing was no longer normal, yet there was a warm smile on his face and his heart was filled with fear. It was as if he saw a demon that killed without blinking waving at him.
Liang Yu really wanted to struggle, but he was already tortured by Mo Zilian to the point where he had no strength left in his body, and he just stood there motionlessly.
When the soldier saw him coming over, he stepped forward and reported, "Reporting to Your Highness, criminal Liang Yu has already been placed on the execution grounds, I request Your Highness to execute him."
Mo Zilian waved his hand, signaling the soldiers to retreat. He headed in the direction of Liang Yu.
"How is it? The weather today isn't bad, is it? But do you feel much warmer? " After these few questions, it was as gentle as usual. It was just that the current Liang Yu did not think this way.
He hadn't been in the water for an entire day, and now that he was basking in the sun, he only felt that the water on his body was evaporating bit by bit, and his lips were drying up even more. He opened his mouth, but felt a tearing pain from his throat. Other than a few hoarse voices, he could not utter a single word.
Mo Zilian had already expected this situation to happen, but he still extended his hand to bring over a cup of water, "Here, feed it to him."
The soldiers were puzzled, but since the King had spoken, they naturally had to obey. Liang Yu, who was extremely thirsty, did not resist and obediently drank the water.
"How is it? Do you feel much more comfortable?" Opening his fan, he looked at the person before him with a smile.
Liang Yu felt a bit of strength in his body, he nodded his head and looked at Mo Zilian with hope. If was willing to give him water, does that mean he still had a way out? The despair in his eyes seemed to have lessened a lot, but he did not expect that it was right in the middle of Mo Zilian's heart.
"Go prepare five horses. This King doesn't need to tell you what's left, right?" It was just that the hope in Liang Yu's heart did not manifest for long, before Mo Zilian's next words extinguished the light in his eyes.
Obviously, they were dismembering!
Liang Yu's body was tied to one of the five strong horses. Only then did Liang Yu finally realize that hope and despair were the biggest sources of pain. But until now, Liang Yu could only shout with all his might, "Don't!"
"This is only the beginning …" Mo Zilian's voice seemed to be the last command that came from hell. At the same time, the five horses ran like madmen in five different directions, forcibly splitting Liang Yu up.
On the other side, Xiao Shushen, who had received the news that Liang Yu had been dismembered, sat uneasily and furrowed her brows. Since Liang Yu was already dead, this meant that the matter had been exposed.
Her long nails dug into the pastries in her hands and instantly split them into pieces on the ground. "Gui mama, send orders for Hu Youshan's men to withdraw as soon as possible. "Also, don't let anyone find out about this. If anything goes wrong, you know the consequences …" His voice trembled, and he felt a chill down his spine.
In the end, Fu Huaiyu had still underestimated his methods.
"Yes." Gui mama wiped his cold sweat, his eyes were full of seriousness, Hu Youshan had already planted more than 10 spies. However, their defenses were very tight. It seemed like only a few people had put in so much effort to get in, and many people had died along the way. But now, they had no choice but to withdraw, how could they be willing!
Xiao Shushen sat paralyzed on the bed, her face was covered in perspiration. "Oh?" Qing Shui unconsciously looked into the mirror. The beauty of the past had been replaced by the beauty of the past. She only felt anger rushing up her spine as she took out a hairpin and threw it at the mirror. Crack! The sound of the mirror breaking echoed out. There were fragments left on the ground.
What a good Ninth Prince, as long as she wants it, she would never be able to get it in this world!