Chapter 311:

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The woman slid softly off the wall and fell on the ground without coughing. The empty cough sounded in the cell, and people heard annoyance.
After a while, she finished coughing, slowly crawled up, looked up at Jin Siyu, and finally said, "Who are you? Where is this?"
After all, he said something normal, Jin Siyu raised her eyebrows, 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, his expression was neither strong nor indifferent, and there was no such demeanor that blood bathed in the camp that night, with a bit of confusion, dazed and said: "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?"
"Are you the prince?" The woman looked at him sideways, and Qing Yan Meiyu's cunningness was a little more delicate, and Jin Siyu's eyes flashed.
"Where did I offend you? This is your royal dungeon?" The woman looked around and murmured, "I'm guilty of death?"
After thinking for a long time, she seemed tired again. She fell down again and said, "It looks like I am not guilty. You look at your eyes and you want to kill me. In this case, we don't have to waste time. You come and go. I Very tired, even if you don’t plan to feed me, I will sleep well before I die."
"You either sleep forever, or - answer me." Jin Siyu lifted her chin heavily, forcing her to turn around and seeing the gloomy torture tools.
The woman's eyes fell on the torture tools full of hook teeth. She smiled helplessly and thought for a while. "Yes, I have no memory loss. I just lied to you. My name is Wang Shaoyao, um... It's your enemy. I'm close to you in disguise as a man. I want to kill you and take revenge. You missed it and you are captured.
"What hatred are we?"
"You bully the city, oppress the good, force the women, and seize the people's fields." The woman said while thinking, a serious way, "You fancy my ancestral house is a good feng shui, you want to take it to be your ancestral grave, you Killed my dad and pushed him into the river... well, you forced my mother to death and made her hang on a rope..."
"Enough!" Jin Siyu was so angry and funny that she couldn't help but stop her nonsense.
The woman stopped, sighed, and held her head again.
"Wow."
A pile of fierce torture tools was thrown in front of her.
"I didn't sentence you, I gave you a chance. Since you don't know what to do, you blame the king for being ruthless." Jin Siyu smiled with a cool smile, said, "There are 18 kinds of torture tools, you Whichever one you wear can make you sleep in pain forever...choose it yourself."
The woman raised her head and glanced at the blood-stained torture one by one, and said for a long time: "Since a prince came to interrogate me in person, it means that I am a repeat offender, and the repeat offender should be treated as a repeat offender. ."
"Do you want to die?" Jin Siyu looked cold.
"I just don't want to be tortured to death." The woman smiled. "I can't answer your question. You asked me to answer again. If you can't answer, you need to be sentenced to death. Why bother with the same result?"
Jin Siyu was silent, and felt that such a soft and hard-to-eat woman was a bit troublesome.
Eyes passed over the scar on her forehead again, Jin Siyu was a little puzzled in her eyes. The doctor-in-law had shown her pulse before, saying that the blow on the forehead was indeed not light, and it was possible to break the brain, let alone the doctor. The mother-in-law also said that her body was poisonous and sick, and that she was entangled in the meridians, making it impossible to tell what was the problem.
He also checked her pulse, didn't understand her weird pulse, but found that the original power inside her seemed to be gone.
In other words, martial arts have been destroyed.
A woman with strong blood martial arts and high strength, when she wakes up and finds that her martial arts have been destroyed, it is difficult to control the anger and despair, and she seems to care nothing, as if she really does not remember that she had martial arts.
"His Royal Highness." Feeling his hesitation, his head of the guard flashed out of the darkness. "Under Miki's interrogation, there is nothing that can't be asked..."
Jin Siyu glanced across the torture tools, some of them can burn the skin of the person, some can separate the back of the spine, some can tear off the scalp a little bit, and some can remove the bones of the whole body a little bit... …
Those torture tools made him purse his lips. He didn't think there was anything before, but when he looked at it today, he felt terrible.
Her eyes crossed the torture tool and floated on the nearly thin body on the straw. She shrunk to look like a little boy with a thin spine and a protruding joint like a pair of thin-winged butterflies, but her eyes fell. It seems unbearable.
The fingers under the wide sleeves curled up slightly, loosened again, loosened, and curled up again.
After struggling for a few times, he finally pointed to the smallest, penetrating torture instrument and said, "This."
The guard picked the torture tool in the past, she looked at the row of long needles, smiled bitterly, and said: "I really hope I can account for my eight generations of ancestors."
"I also hope." Jin Siyu said indifferently, "Don't think you must be a death sentence, you are just a woman, maybe you are being forced to rebel, as long as the king is willing to keep you alive, I am afraid that you will not know Anyway, find yourself dead."
"I want to say that I was forced... You probably don't believe it." The woman smiled bitterly, held out her finger honestly, and stayed there.
The fingers resting on the straw, although there are thin cocoons at the knuckles, but they are slender and beautiful, the nails are crystal clear, and a piece of jade is exquisite. Going to such beautiful shapes, I feel a little unbearable.
The woman also looked sorry, put her fingers in front of her eyes, and murmured: "Sorry, treat you badly, and then we will say goodbye to perfection..."
Jin Siyu turned around.
The light of the lamp and candle cast the black shadow of the punishment on the mottled wall. The movements were delicate and smooth, with a slow and cold force, there was a faint atmosphere in the air, Jin Siyu sniffed carefully. ,Poker face.
There was no expression, but the heart was slightly raised, waiting for the voice behind him, and did not expect that the soft-looking and resolute woman would cry for mercy, but did not know what he was waiting for, but there was no voice, so quiet , With only a seemingly sigh.