"Wow-"
A basin of cold water was splashed on her face, and Nan Yan suddenly woke up from the chaos.
And after waking up with a start, the pain in her body surged again, coupled with the cold brought by the cold water, the stimulation made her almost pass out again.
However, someone had already come over, grabbed her two hands, and dragged her out of the cell.
"You... what do you want...?"
She was still a little unconscious and said weakly.
"What are you doing?"
The jailer sneered: "You will know soon."
They dragged her out of the prison cell and brought her to the execution room. The place was full of blood. The floor, the wall, and even the wooden chains used to bind people were stained with blood.
Nan Yan trembled just by looking at it.
At this time, she also remembered.
Thinking of those tortures, of the shrill screams in my ears, and of those maids' begging before they died, I couldn't help sweating all over my body.
As soon as she was imprisoned yesterday, she came here, not only her, but also some other court ladies. Those jailers tied them to a wooden frame, whipped them, beat them with sticks, and even burned them with a branding iron. The cry echoed continuously in the prison.
Nan Yan watched, many court ladies had already died in front of her.
That was a nightmare memory.
However, just when she thought that she would definitely die—in fact, she was indeed passed out from the pain, but these people did not kill her.
And today, she was tied to the rack again.
Why
Why not kill her
All those court ladies died under the torture yesterday, but she didn't die, and she has to endure that torture again today.
Seeing those people taking out their leather whips again and dipping them in the icy cold water, Nan Yan trembled with fright.
She trembled: "I, I didn't."
"..."
"I am innocent."
"..."
"you-"
Hearing her words, the jailer with a whip came up with a sneer, leaned close to her ear, and said, "Do you think you are innocent, does it matter?"
Nan Yan's heart sank, and she turned to look at him—
"What do you mean?"
The man grinned grimly and said, "Why do you think you can live to this day?"
"..."
"Empress Concubine Kang has already told me to 'entertain' you well."
"..."
"Those maids can just die like this, and it's over. But you—you have to live until the last person dies before you can die."
"..."
"We've already thought about all the punishments, so we'll try them on you one by one. Think about it, you're worth it. Hahahahaha."
Nan Yan felt her eyes go black for a while, and an unprecedented despair strangled her throat.
Concubine Wu Wan!
Knowing that Zhu Feng sent these maids to prison to be tortured, she deliberately let these people torture herself, and she must let herself be tortured before she died.
She is so poisonous!
The man raised Nan Yan's pale face again with a whip, looked at her darkened eyes, and said with a smile: "Of course, there is another way, you don't have to suffer so much."
"..."
"Yes, plead guilty."
"..."
"Anyway, you must have buried those disgusting things. You might as well admit it obediently. This way, you can die more happily. How about it?"
Nan Yan tilted her head and stopped looking at him.
The man's face darkened, and he said coldly: "Okay, if you are stubborn, I will make you stubborn!"
After finishing speaking, he suddenly raised the whip in his hand and lashed at her body vigorously.