amaotonovel Chapter 204 Lan Er
Chapter 204 Lan Er
The cracking sound of bones breaking reached Sima Lingyu's ears, and he gritted his teeth fiercely!
He struggled to his feet and rushed toward Wu Chengye, but what could he possibly do?
Wu Chengye simply kicked him to the ground again.
"I don't care what's in that box anymore. It's a done deal anyway."
"Today, one of you will die, and as for you, depending on my mood, I might as well let you live!" She looked at Lan'er.
"You must kill him!"
“It’s not that I wanted to kill him, it’s that you killed him. After such torture, he’ll be a cripple.”
"Our manor doesn't keep useless people, so it's better if they die!"
"Wu Chengye, I curse you to never find love and to never achieve anything in this life!"
Snapped!
It was another solid slap across the face.
Sima Lingyu also laughed heartily, and the entire mansion went mad.
Accompanied by Sima Lingyu's laughter and Lan'er's screams, the servants felt their hair stand on end and trembled with fear.
The steward couldn't bear to watch him, wondering why the second princess had become like this.
"Check if he's stopped breathing."
The burly woman next to her put her hand in front of Lan'er's nose to check her breath.
There was still a faint breath, coming in and out.
"I'm tired, so you guys can beat him up. Just beat him to death in front of him."
"Remember, never leave the bodies whole!"
"Hold him down and watch his confidant suffer the punishment of being torn to pieces. This is the consequence of betraying me!"
It seems she's channeling her anger towards everyone onto Lan'er alone.
Just one session of the finger splint torture had nearly killed him.
What's more, there was a whip constantly lashing his body from behind, and there wasn't a single patch of intact skin on his back.
He was on the verge of death, barely breathing!
Sima Lingyu's body was still tightly restrained, leaving only a pair of eyes with two lines of tears.
He stopped shouting and laughing, and just watched quietly. Suddenly, he felt that it would be good to die, that death would be clean!
Lan'er struggled to open her eyes a crack, but she could no longer make out Sima Lingyu's face.
All that could be seen were blurry double images; he tried to speak, but only spat out a mouthful of bloody bubbles.
It was gurgling and I couldn't make out what they were saying.
"Your Highness, he's already dying, should we still dismember him?"
"Of course, but don't dirty the yard. Drag Sima Lingyu and him into the prison!"
Sima Lingyu was pinned to a bench in the prison cell, and his hands and feet were chained together.
I wanted to close my eyes and not see this terrifying sight, not because it was terrifying, but because I couldn't bear to.
But there was someone standing behind him, who straightened his head and held his eyes open.
Instead, they were simply hung on the wooden stake and arranged in a star shape.
The person who carried out the dismemberment didn't seem very professional.
The knife was incredibly sharp; with a gentle slice, it revealed the flesh inside out.
With one stab, Lan'er only twitched once, seemingly too weak to cry out again.
"Beast!" That's the only vulgar word I could utter, given all the education I've received in my life.
A thousand curses are burning in my heart, but I don't know where to vent them right now.
He stabbed and stabbed until the person was unrecognizable and had long since died.
The once lively and clever child has now become a bloody skeleton with visible bones.
Sima Lingyu froze completely. She had actually dismembered the person alive, and he had actually witnessed the entire dismemberment torture.
A large pool of blood and flesh was left on the ground, and then, no one knew where they had brought out two wolfhounds.
Drooling, his eyes were bloodshot, and he bared his teeth.
In this dimly lit room, he was like a vicious dog crawling out of hell.
He originally thought Wu Chengye was just belligerent, but he never expected him to be ruthless and cold-blooded.
The person behind him saw that he was not moving and shook his head.
His eyes were empty and devoid of light; this was the feeling of a dead soul.
"Hey!"
"Was she scared to death?"
"That won't do!" She grabbed a bucket of water and splashed it directly on his face.
Although he holds the position of househusband, no one here cares about his status at all!
A bucket of water poured over your head in late autumn is truly refreshing.
But his heart was much colder than the water, so he let the water drip and drip everywhere.
"Is he scared out of his wits?!"
"His Highness didn't give any orders on what to do with him. Since he's already dead, get him out of here."
He was dragged out like that, while Wu Chengye was still sitting outside, watching him being dragged out in such a disheveled state.
She closed her eyes, not wanting to even glance at it, and asked, "I'll give you one more chance. What's in that box?"
"This is concrete evidence of your crimes with the Prime Minister. What's wrong? Are you scared? Don't worry, it'll be your turn soon!"
"What evidence could I possibly have? She's your own mother!"
"So what? At worst, we'll die together. That's better than you torturing me day and night!"
"Fine, you've told me everything, right? Lock him in the room and we'll talk about it after this is all over!"
In the end, they didn't do anything to him, even though he was seriously injured, but no one went to see him.
He was relatively rational when he got back; he took off his coat, tidied his hair, and even applied some medicine to himself.
Looking at his haggard reflection in the bronze mirror, he would watch, watch until the day Wu Chengye lay on the ground like a dog!
Wu Ziyan lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling with great boredom.
She even started counting how many tassels surrounded the bed.
Moreover, now that the numbness on that half of my body has subsided, the wound is throbbing, and I can't sleep or get up.
I couldn't even turn over to get a drink of water; I could only lie there flat. They really all left, and no one was left in the room.
After thinking for a moment, he sighed and decided to use his core explosive power to support himself, at least to get a sip of water.
But when I strain my lower abdomen, the wound hurts too, damn it!
"Someone come here! Can I have a drink of water?"
The sound seemed too soft; people outside couldn't hear it at all.
By the time someone opened the door again, her lips were already dry and crusty.
It turned out that Han Yuxiu had prepared the medicine. Every time it came to this part of drinking the medicine...
It would remind me of that embarrassing scene, of course, Han Yuxiu blushing.
He placed the large bowl of dark medicine on the table.
Looking at Wu Zi's dry lips, it seems she wants a drink of water, but no one is pouring her any.
"Do you have a mouth just for decoration? You don't even greet people!" she said, while pouring water for her in a teacup.
"feed me."
"Wu Ziyan, let me tell you, don't push your luck! There are people outside!"
"I'm serious, because I can't get up, what if I choke to death while drinking water like this?"
It turns out he misunderstood. Well, Han Yuxiu still wanted to help Wu Ziyan up.
But if a person is lying flat, it is difficult to lift her up without your own effort.