Jing Rong is a stubborn person, even if he is dead, he will not admit it.
He also knew very well that even if he pushed Old General Li out, Jing Yi wouldn't believe him, because what Jing Yi wanted was his death.
The demon in Jing Yi's heart became more and more inflated, and the whip in his hand was mercilessly lashing Jing Rong's body.
until-
After more than 20 whippings, I gave up!
Bloodstains were drawn from Jing Rong's body, and the flesh exploded, which was very tragic. He bowed his head, blood was dripping from his mouth, and his bun fell down, covering his pale face.
See also this. He lifted his head with the hand of the whip, forcing his weakly drooping eyes to look at himself.
"Why do you have to suffer like this? If you are detained, you will be able to get out of the inner prison unharmed."
"… "
"Jingrong, don't blame me for disregarding brotherhood. If you want to kill your father and emperor, you should think that there will be a present, but if I were you, don't bite the bullet and refuse to admit it. Today, I won't kill you, you should think carefully about it. After that, answer me again, it's your choice whether to live or die."
Jing Rong gasped for breath, and the corners of his bloody lips cracked into a chilling smile.
He said in a voice: "What you did today, in the future, I will definitely return it to you thousands of times."
"Give it back to me? Let's see if you have this chance!" After speaking, Jing Yi threw the blood-stained whip to the ground and ordered the guards: "Put Prince Rong down. Tomorrow, this prince will come to interrogate him again."
"Yes!"
The guards untied Jing Rong, who was dying from the stake, and dragged him to the prison.
Jing Yi looked at the blood whip on the ground, thinking about what Jing Rong said just now...
Prince Rong's Mansion
A night has passed, Ji Yunshu has been anxious and restless, at this moment, Lang Bo hastily brought Mo Ruo over.
"I've only been drunk for a night, why did such a big thing happen?" Moruoren asked before he came in.
Ji Yunshu told Mo Ruo the whole story.
Mo Ruoyi patted the table: "That old fox is so ruthless that he wants to kill the king!" Then he said, "Since it was the old fox who did it, it can be reported to the emperor truthfully, how can Jingrong be charged with this crime?"
"It's not that I didn't think about it." Ji Yunshu was concerned: "The batch of lanterns in question have been destroyed, and Jing Rong did have access to those batches of lanterns, but there is no evidence, and there is Mr. Zhang from the department. To testify, let me ask, will the emperor believe that Jing Rong did it? Or do he believe that a veteran of the three dynasties who once held military power did it?"
Of course I believe that Jing Rong did it!
Before Mo Ruo was drunk, she squeezed her fist and slammed it on the table again.
At this time, a little girl suddenly came in from outside, her face was very anxious, she trotted in front of Ji Yunshu, took out a letter from her sleeve and handed it to her.
He also said, "Mr. Ji, this is what Princess Huiwen ordered her servants to send out of the palace to you. She said she wanted to hand it over to you."
Princess Huiwen
That is Kong Yu!
Ji Yunshu didn't ask, he hurriedly opened the letter, his hands trembled, almost shaking, Moruo took the letter from her hand, looked at it, and looked solemn and worried.
"King Yi went to the inner prison to try Jing Rong? What rights does he have?" Mo Ruo was angry.
Ji Yunshu: "The emperor has woken up, and he has also met King Yi. He must have received the emperor's order, otherwise he would not have such courage."
"You mean, the emperor really believes that this has something to do with Jing Rong?"
"I don't know." Ji Yunshu shook his head, then turned to Lang Bo and said, "Brother Lang, can you let me go to the prison?"
Lang Bo was shocked: "Mr. Ji, it's a prison in the inner court, not a prison in the Ministry of Punishment. No one can enter without the emperor's order."
"I can!" It was Mo Ruo who spoke out, and continued: "With the permission of the emperor, Mo's can enter the palace at any time. The inner prison is in the palace, which is also within the allowable range."
That being said, it really is!
…
On the same day, Moruo took Ji Yunshu to the palace.
Ji Yunshu deliberately put on a black cloak, lowered his hood, and covered his face.
When they arrived at the door of the Danai prison, the guards stopped the two of them.
Moruo took a serious look and glanced at the guard: "Are you blind? Can't you recognize me?"
The guard said, "Young Master Mo, of course he recognizes it."
"Don't let it go if you recognize it!"
"But this is a prison in the big inner city. You can't enter without the emperor's will." The guard's attitude was very firm.
If Mo Ruo was a cold nail, he took out the jade plaque on his body and placed it in front of the guard.
"Okay, this is the jade that the emperor gave me to the Mo family. As long as there is this piece of jade, people from the Mo family can go anywhere in the palace, and the same goes for the prison in the big inner city."
"This… "
"Those who dare to stop are disobeying the Holy Order. Can you afford it?"
I have to say that Mo Ruo's ability to intimidate people is quite good.
Mo Ruo smiled, put away the jade pendant, and brought Ji Yunshu to prepare to go in.
A moment later, the guard stopped Ji Yunshu: "Who is this?"
Moruo immediately pulled Ji Yunshu behind him and replied with a stern face, "A child from my Mo family."
With the title of the Mo family, the guards naturally did not dare to stop him.
After entering the Heavenly Prison, the stench and blood became stronger and stronger, and Ji Yunshu's heart trembled more and more painfully.
She never thought that a prince in Jingrong Tangtang would be imprisoned in such a place.
When he arrived outside the prison where Jing Rong was being held, Ji Yunshu was shocked, and his eyes instantly turned red.
In the cell, Jing Rong was still leaning against the cold wall, unable to lower her head, her body was covered with bloodstains one after another, and the bloodstains had dried up, but the smell of blood still spread to the tip of her nose.
Holding the stake in both hands, she squatted down slowly, took off the hood on her head, and called out with red eyes.
"Jingrong."
The fair and slender hands were holding the stake tightly, as if their nails were sunk deep into the stake.
After a long time, Jing Rong propped up her head, those bloodshot eyes, under the messy hair, gathered a soft light, and looked at Ji Yunshu.
After a while, Wen Wen smiled and said in a weak tone: "This king knows that you will definitely come, this grinning little goblin."
Ji Yunshu's tears suddenly fell, his speech was blocked and he was speechless.
Jing Rong struggled to support her body, her shaky body walked towards Ji Yunshu, she bent her feet, squatted down, stretched out her hand, and gently touched Ji Yunshu's face, still smiling softly.
"Yun Shu, don't worry, this king will be fine."
Ji Yunshu bit his lip tightly, his distress was intense, and he held Jing Rongmo's hand on his face.
"Does the injury on your body hurt?"