The guard closed his mouth, lifted his chin with his hand and pushed it back.
The vomit that was thrown into his mouth was forced to be swallowed.
After making sure that all the swill had gone into his stomach, the guard let him go.
Wen Xinghe immediately fell to his knees and vomited non-stop, wishing he could vomit out all his internal organs.
That embarrassed look didn't look like a prince at all.
Wen Jinhe sat on the bench casually, as if watching a good show, "This is unbearable. I have been in the cold palace for sixteen years."
Wen Xinghe raised his head and stared at Wen Jinhe with yellow and white swill hanging from the corner of his mouth, "You deserve it. Concubine Song has such a low status and dares to conceive a dragon child. If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't give birth to a daughter, do you think you can still be alive!" She was strangled to death by the Queen just like your lowly mother."
"Bang." The tea bowl placed on the table was thrown to the ground by Wen Jinhe and broke into several pieces.
Wen Jinhe stood up and asked across the cell: "What do you mean, didn't my mother-in-law die in childbirth?" Is there any hidden secret about what happened back then?
"In the inner courtyard of the palace, it is nothing to kill a concubine who has no family to support her. I tell you, Concubine Song is of low status. She is not even worthy of carrying my shoes." Wen Xinghe felt that his stomach was dirtier than a cesspit. , his heart was filled with hatred for Wen Jinhe, and he wished she would go crazy in pain.
Wen Jinhe's eyes were darker than the abyss at this moment, and he breathed heavily in his chest. He gritted his back teeth and ordered the guard: "Tie him to the wooden shackles."
The guard stood nearby and listened to the whole process. They were not brothers and sisters, they were clearly enemies. He reminded timidly: "Princess Che, General Murong has an order. Wen Xinghe cannot die. This is also the meaning above."
When the gods fight, the kid suffers. He is just a soldier guarding the cell. If something happens, he can't afford it.
Wen Jinhe's eyes were filled with suppressed anger, his fingers were clenched tightly, and Wen Xinghe's every word stepped on his weak spot.
Although Wen Jinhe was not her, who had been abused and bullied since she was a child, and was even tortured to death before getting married, Wen Jinhe knew all the painful memories, as if she had experienced the painful life of a girl as a bystander.
"What are you afraid of? As long as a person survives, even if his hand is broken, that dog emperor of Linyue Kingdom will not dare to say a word." A person who only has himself from beginning to end, and does not even care about his own daughter, has no emotions at all, no It will hurt.
The guard looked at Wen Jinhe's angry expression as if he wanted to kill the man and feed him to the dogs, and timidly tied Wen Xinghe to the wooden shackles.
I have to say that Princess Che is so beautiful, even if her eyes are bulging out of anger, she still doesn't make people look ugly.
Wen Xinghe's west limb kept struggling: "Wen Jinhe, how dare you."
"Why don't I dare? Where do you think this place is? It's the palace of Linyue Kingdom. This is the prison cell of Beidi Kingdom. I am Princess Che, and you are just a prisoner who has been sent to prison."
Wen Jinhe squinted at Man Qiu and said, "Go and call Man Dong and He Shi. Within half an hour, I don't plan to go out anymore."
"Yes." Man Qiu hurriedly ran back to call for someone. When he came, he thought it was a prison cell after all, and bringing so many people to attract attention. Now it seems that the third prince of Linyue Kingdom, Wen Xinghe, will not shed his skin, and the princess's anger will not go away. .
The red-hot iron on the hot coals is so hot that it makes people shudder just looking at it.
Every time He Shi swung his whip, it left a bloodstain on Wen Xinghe's body.
After ten lashes were applied, a bucket of salt water was poured on him, and Wen Xinghe screamed in pain.
His western limbs were scratched by the iron chains.
Then the beatings continued, over and over again.
When Wen Xinghe first arrived, he was soaked to the skin, his hair was disheveled, and he was in so much pain that he had no strength to speak.
Wen Jinhe stood up from the bench, picked up the soldering iron and walked towards Wen Xinghe, "Let me ask you, how did my mother-in-law die? Did the queen kill her? Or was it the precious concubine who killed her?"
Now that he knew there was something wrong with what happened back then, Wen Jinhe certainly wanted to know the truth, so that when he wanted to take revenge, he would know who should be punished and how hard he should deal.
Wen Xinghe was so angry that he looked at the red-hot iron in front of him and gritted his teeth and said, "It's the queen. She didn't want Concubine Song to give birth to a prince, so she bribed the imperial doctor to tamper with you during the birth. She didn't expect that Concubine Song would try her best to kill you before she died. She was born, but God didn’t bless her and she turned out to be a princess. It was all in vain.”
Wen Xinghe's moans echoed in the cell. Fortunately, this was a temporary cell at the Royal Hunting Ground, and only he was locked up, otherwise the others would not be scared to death.
A bright red triangular brand appeared on Wen Xinghe's chest, and Wen Jinhe could feel the trembling of the skin under the branding iron. "Precious Concubine didn't interfere at all? How did you know?"
Wen Xinghe is the youngest of the three princes of Linyue Kingdom, only two years older than Wen Jinhe. He is nineteen this year, and he was only two years old when Wen Jinhe was born.
Wen Xinghe felt an unprecedented fear. From being caught to being imprisoned, even the guards in the cell treated him well.
After he knew that the emperor of Beidi Kingdom was not planning to kill him, he believed that he was still worthy of being used and could return to Linyue Kingdom alive and continue to be his third prince.
Unexpectedly, such a devil as Wen Jinhe appeared, "My mother-in-law didn't even bother to take action. The queen arranged the marriage at the beginning. You don't need to vent your anger on me. A woman like you who grew up in a cold palace is better than Xin Zhekuli is worse than the palace maid who made a mistake."
Wen Jinhe couldn't help but laugh, "Wen Xinghe, do you know the situation you are in now? You fell into my hands. You don't beg for mercy and you keep acting like a prince. It seems that I won't teach you a lesson." I know the sky is high and the sky is high.”
None of the royal men of Linyue Kingdom looked down upon women. In their view, those with low status had a low life and could be killed at will.
Wen Xinghe looked up at Wen Jinhe with difficulty and said harshly: "I am the prince of Linyue Kingdom. No matter how much you torture me, you can't change the fact that one day you will let me go."
At this time, Wen Jinhe didn't know whether to call him arrogant or stupid.
She put the soldering iron in her hand back into the charcoal basin, but what she said made Wen Xinghe completely stunned, "If you look down on women so much, how about I make you a woman?"
"What do you mean, what do you want to do?" Wen Xinghe's eyes widened.
Wen Jinhe hooked his hand towards He Shi, whispered something in his ear, then stood up and prepared to leave, "Don't let people die. If you can't bear it, call an imperial doctor to treat him. Didn't he keep saying that he is a prince?" Well, calling the imperial doctor is also considered as giving him face."
He Shi couldn't help but close his legs, feeling a chill coming over him. The princess was really ruthless. She behaved with the same character as the prince. Wasn't this considered a husband-wife act?
The guards in the cell felt chills all over when they saw He Shi holding a red-hot iron and pressing it down on Wen Xinghe's lower third.
Princess Che is a bit cruel, no one can mess with her in the future.
