The woman slid down from the wall limply, lying on the ground and coughing unceasingly, the hollow cough echoed in the cell, making people feel irritated.
After a while, she finished coughing, got up slowly, looked up at Jin Siyu, finally asked, "Who are you? Where is this?"
After saying something normal, Jin Siyu frowned, looked at her coldly, and said in a deep voice, "It's not your turn to ask me, who are you?"
The woman squinted at him, her expression was neither strong nor indifferent, she did not have the demeanor of the bloody camp that night, she was a little confused, and said blankly: "Ah? Who am I?"
Jin Siyu glanced at the scar on her forehead, and sneered, "Is it pretending to have amnesia? In front of this king?"
"You are the prince?" The woman turned her head to look at him, her clear eyebrows were a little more delicate and cunning because of this movement, and Jin Siyu's eyes flashed.
"Where did I offend you? Is this your palace dungeon?" The woman raised her eyes and murmured, "I committed a capital crime?"
After thinking about it for a long time, she seemed to feel tired again. She lay down again and said, "It seems that I have committed a lot of crimes. Looking at your eyes, you really want to kill me. If this is the case, we don't need to waste time. You come and go, I will I'm very tired, even if you don't plan to feed me, at least let me sleep well before I die."
"You can either sleep forever, or - answer me." Jin Siyu raised her chin heavily, forcing her to turn around and see those eerie instruments of torture clearly.
The woman's eyes fell on those torture instruments full of hooks and sharp teeth, she smiled helplessly, turned her head and thought for a while and said: "Yes, I have no amnesia, I lied to you just now, my name is Wang Shaoyao, um... yes Your enemy, I disguised myself as a man and approached you, trying to kill you for revenge, but I was caught by you by mistake, that's all."
"What enmity do we have?"
"You bully the market, bully the good, rob the women of the people, and grab the land of the people." The woman said while thinking, and said solemnly, "You like my ancestral house's good geomantic omen, and you want to take it away to make it your ancestral grave. You killed my father and pushed him into the river... Well, you also forced my mother to death and made her hang herself with a rope... "
"Enough!" Jin Siyu was angry and funny, and couldn't help but stop her nonsense.
The woman stopped, sighed, and held her head again and did not move.
"Wow."
A bunch of hideous instruments of torture were thrown in front of her.
"I didn't put you to death, but I gave you a chance. Since you don't know what to say and talk nonsense, don't blame me for being ruthless." Jin Siyu said with a cool smile, "There are eighteen kinds of instruments of torture here. Whichever one you wear can make you sleep in eternal pain... choose yourself."
The woman raised her head, glanced at those blood-stained instruments of torture one by one, and said for a long while: "Since a prince came to interrogate me in person, it means that I am a felon, and a felon should be treated like a felon, such as white silk, poisonous wine, crane top red, etc. .”
"You want to die?" Jin Siyu's eyes turned cold.
"I just don't want to be tortured to death." The woman smiled. "I can't answer your question, and you want me to answer it. If I can't answer it, I will be punished. If I answer wrong, I will still be punished. I knew it would be wrong." The same result, why bother?"
Jin Siyu was silent, feeling that such a soft and stubborn woman was really troublesome.
Looking at the scar on her forehead again, Jin Siyu's eyes were a bit puzzled. The doctor had checked her pulse earlier, and said that the blow on the forehead was indeed not light, and it was possible to damage her brain, let alone the doctor. The mother-in-law also said that there is poison in her body, and there are diseases, which are entangled in the meridians in such a mess, that it is impossible to discern what the problem is.
He also checked her pulse, but didn't understand her weird pulse, but found that the original strength in her body seemed to be gone.
In other words, martial arts has been destroyed.
A strong and bloody woman with high martial arts, wakes up and finds that her martial arts have been ruined. It is difficult to control her anger and despair, but she doesn't seem to care, as if she really doesn't remember that she has martial arts.
"Your Highness." Sensing his hesitation, the leader of his guard flashed out from the darkness, "Under Miki's torture, there is no question that cannot be asked..."
Jin Siyu's eyes flicked over the instruments of torture, some of which could scald a person's skin, some of which could separate the back, some of which could tear off the scalp bit by bit, and some of which could remove the joints of the whole body bit by bit. …
He pursed his lips when he saw those instruments of torture. He didn't think there was anything before, but looking at them today, he felt that they were extremely hideous.
Looking over the instruments of torture, she floated on the almost thin body on the straw. Her shrunken appearance looked like a little boy, with a thin back, and protruding joints like a pair of thin-winged butterflies. People feel that it seems unbearable.
The fingers under the wide sleeve curled up slightly, then loosened, loosened, and curled up again.
After several struggles with the bottom of his sleeves, he finally pointed to the smallest torture device, which pierced his fingers, and said, "This one."
The guard picked up the torture tools and went over. She looked at the row of long needles, smiled wryly, and said, "I really hope that I can explain the ins and outs of my eight generations of ancestors at this moment."
"I hope too." Jin Siyu said indifferently, "Don't think that you must be a capital offender. You are just a woman. Maybe you were forced to rebel. As long as the king is willing, it is no problem to save your life. I'm afraid you don't know Either way, you're going to kill yourself."
"I want to say that I was forced... You probably don't believe it." The woman smiled wryly, stretched out her finger honestly, and lay there motionless.
The fingers resting on the straw, although the knuckles have thin calluses, are slender and graceful, and the nails are crystal clear, as delicate as a piece of jade. I feel a little unbearable to lose such a beautiful shape.
The woman also showed regret, she put her fingers in front of her eyes and looked over and over again, and murmured: "I'm sorry, I treated you badly, from now on we bid farewell to perfection..."
Jin Siyu turned around.
The light of the candles cast the black shadow of the torture on the mottled wall. Those movements were delicate and sharp, with slow and cold strength. There was a vague smell of blood in the air. Jin Siyu sniffed carefully. ,Poker face.
His face was expressionless, but his heart was raised slightly, waiting for the voice behind him. He didn't expect that the woman who looked soft but strong would cry and beg for mercy, but he didn't know what he was waiting for, but there was no sound, it was so quiet , only a faint sigh.