Jing Yue, cursing in her heart, raised her head slowly to gaze at the voluptuous woman sitting up high on the imperial consort’s seat.
“Jing Yue, you must have heard the Emperor’s words clearly.” said Fu Ruoqing with her eyes fixing on Jing Yue, “So are you ready to confess now?”
“Your Highness, I know nothing else about the murder except for what I had just said.” Jing Yue answered in a slight voice and refused to take the bait
Hearing Jing Yue’s words, Fu Ruoqing changed her look and turned angry instantly.
“Your life is in my hands now. Do you think you can defeat me without the protection of Ninth Imperial Uncle?” Fu Ruoqing looked at Jing Yue contemptuously and said, “It is widely spread that Ninth Imperial Uncle treats you quite well. I am wondering who else can save you when Ninth Imperial Uncle has gone out of the Imperial City.”
“Your Highness, why are you so jealous of me. Is it because you still love Ninth Imperial Uncle?” Jing Yue stared at Fu Ruoqing and said with a slight smile hanging at the corner of her mouth. Jing Yue’s staring and saying made Fu Ruoqing feel quite seen through, which made her change her look suddenly.
“You are so good at sophistry.” Fu Ruoqing sneered and said to Jing Yue, “Then don’t blame me for my ruthlessness since you are unwilling to confess anything.”
“Go get the instrument of torture and give her a lesson!” An instrument of torture made of bamboo was taken out as the door of the mansion was slowly closed. Seeing the instrument, Jing Yue changed her look slightly. Though she hadn’t studied much about how the instrument of torture is used in ancient times, she had still heard something about it.
“Are you scared?” Fu Ruoqing stood up slowly and looked at Jing Yue with a smile hanging at the corner of her mouth, “Relax. It will leave no sign of injury on your body. Others will know nothing about your suffering here. As I have promised, you will be well treated on my turf.”
“…” Jing Yue was infuriated obviously, which made Fu Ruoqing smirk pleasantly. She waved, showing her maids to set the instrument of torture on Jing Yue’s body.
“Or are you willing to tell me how you seduced Ninth Imperial Uncle?!” Fu Ruoqing squinted at Jing Yue and said.
“Your Highness, how can you still love Ninth Imperial Uncle deep in your heart while you have married the Emperor?” Jing Yue sneered and said. Fu Ruoqing’s face changed and she shouted in a cold voice, “Punish her!”
“Are you angry because I have seen through your mind? I am wondering what you will be like when the Emperor get to know your secret one day...” Several maids came close and made Jing Yue’s body trapped by the instrument made of bamboo from the front to the back. Two other maids standing on each side suddenly tightened the rope of the instrument after hearing Fu Ruoqing’s order.
The sharp pain almost made Jing Yue shout out. Though she gritted her teeth and held the shout back, the pain that irritated the nerves of her skin still made her in a cold sweat.
“Let me see how long you can endure the torture.” Feeling pleased by Jing Yue’s pale face and suffering look, Fu Ruoqing smiled with her hands holding up a cup of tea elegantly and said, “Pull harder!”
“You are the one behind those hooligans,” said Jing Yue with her eyes glaring at Fu Ruoqing and her teeth tightly gritting, “Even though I let those hooligans go alive, you will kill them anyway, and then frame me for the crime, right?” Jing Yue said in a trembling voice.
“I don’t know what you are talking about.” Fu Ruoqing said with her hands that held the teacup pausing slightly.
“Fu Ruoqing, people here are all your own servants. Why don’t you just admit it directly?” Jing Yue sneered and continued, “Isn’t it your plan to kill me with a good reason when Xiao Chen is out of the Imperial City? Otherwise, why would you pay so much effort to contrive all these?”
Jing Yue, cursing in her heart, raised her head slowly to gaze at the voluptuous woman sitting up high on the imperial consort’s seat.
“Jing Yue, you must have heard the Emperor’s words clearly.” said Fu Ruoqing with her eyes fixing on Jing Yue, “So are you ready to confess now?”
“Your Highness, I know nothing else about the murder except for what I had just said.” Jing Yue answered in a slight voice and refused to take the bait
Hearing Jing Yue’s words, Fu Ruoqing changed her look and turned angry instantly.
“Your life is in my hands now. Do you think you can defeat me without the protection of Ninth Imperial Uncle?” Fu Ruoqing looked at Jing Yue contemptuously and said, “It is widely spread that Ninth Imperial Uncle treats you quite well. I am wondering who else can save you when Ninth Imperial Uncle has gone out of the Imperial City.”
“Your Highness, why are you so jealous of me. Is it because you still love Ninth Imperial Uncle?” Jing Yue stared at Fu Ruoqing and said with a slight smile hanging at the corner of her mouth. Jing Yue’s staring and saying made Fu Ruoqing feel quite seen through, which made her change her look suddenly.
“You are so good at sophistry.” Fu Ruoqing sneered and said to Jing Yue, “Then don’t blame me for my ruthlessness since you are unwilling to confess anything.”
“Go get the instrument of torture and give her a lesson!” An instrument of torture made of bamboo was taken out as the door of the mansion was slowly closed. Seeing the instrument, Jing Yue changed her look slightly. Though she hadn’t studied much about how the instrument of torture is used in ancient times, she had still heard something about it.
“Are you scared?” Fu Ruoqing stood up slowly and looked at Jing Yue with a smile hanging at the corner of her mouth, “Relax. It will leave no sign of injury on your body. Others will know nothing about your suffering here. As I have promised, you will be well treated on my turf.”
“…” Jing Yue was infuriated obviously, which made Fu Ruoqing smirk pleasantly. She waved, showing her maids to set the instrument of torture on Jing Yue’s body.
“Or are you willing to tell me how you seduced Ninth Imperial Uncle?!” Fu Ruoqing squinted at Jing Yue and said.
“Your Highness, how can you still love Ninth Imperial Uncle deep in your heart while you have married the Emperor?” Jing Yue sneered and said. Fu Ruoqing’s face changed and she shouted in a cold voice, “Punish her!”
“Are you angry because I have seen through your mind? I am wondering what you will be like when the Emperor get to know your secret one day...” Several maids came close and made Jing Yue’s body trapped by the instrument made of bamboo from the front to the back. Two other maids standing on each side suddenly tightened the rope of the instrument after hearing Fu Ruoqing’s order.
The sharp pain almost made Jing Yue shout out. Though she gritted her teeth and held the shout back, the pain that irritated the nerves of her skin still made her in a cold sweat.
“Let me see how long you can endure the torture.” Feeling pleased by Jing Yue’s pale face and suffering look, Fu Ruoqing smiled with her hands holding up a cup of tea elegantly and said, “Pull harder!”
“You are the one behind those hooligans,” said Jing Yue with her eyes glaring at Fu Ruoqing and her teeth tightly gritting, “Even though I let those hooligans go alive, you will kill them anyway, and then frame me for the crime, right?” Jing Yue said in a trembling voice.
“I don’t know what you are talking about.” Fu Ruoqing said with her hands that held the teacup pausing slightly.
“Fu Ruoqing, people here are all your own servants. Why don’t you just admit it directly?” Jing Yue sneered and continued, “Isn’t it your plan to kill me with a good reason when Xiao Chen is out of the Imperial City? Otherwise, why would you pay so much effort to contrive all these?”
