MTL - King’s Landing: The Proud Empress-Chapter 22 Mr. Duan's method

  Chapter 22 Eunuch Duan’s Means

  The inside of the prison is not bright, and there is a gloomy atmosphere along the way, with some prisoners shouting, crying, and crying for grievances on both sides.

Eunuch Duan looked at a hand that suddenly stretched out in front of him, and moved his eyes to the cell beside him, seeing the woman with stained face looking at him with surprised eyes, and said excitedly, "Eunuch Duan, who am I?" Certainly, the former head of the bodyguard of Cangqiong Palace, did His Majesty find out that I was wronged, so he asked you to come and let me out?"

  Sizing her up and down, Eunuch Duan raised his eyebrows, "So it's you!"

  He Biran nodded, "It's me, Eunuch Duan, can you let me out?"

  Eunuch Duan sneered, looked at her with contempt, and said mockingly, "Let you go?"

Seeing her excited expression, Eunuch Duan sarcastically said mercilessly, "Who do you think you are? How dare you bother His Majesty and our family to release you in person? Our family will tell you that as early as when you participated in the assassination of His Majesty, When it happens, you are doomed forever."

  He Biran couldn't believe it, "Eunuch Duan, what did you say? Didn't you come to let me out?"

   "You think you are something, but you still want to go out, hum, my family tells you, you just wait for the execution in a few days!" After finishing speaking, he walked towards the depths of the prison without looking back.

Seeing that Eunuch Duan really left, He Biran panicked, and quickly stretched out his hand to grab Eunuch Duan's sleeve, begging, "Eunuch Duan, I was really wronged, please tell Your Majesty, Eunuch Duan, and let His Majesty investigate clearly." what!"

  Eunuch Duan looked at the pulled sleeve with disgust, his face was gloomy, and his voice was cold and piercing, "Let go."

  He Biran gritted his teeth, knowing that if she let go, then what was waiting for her would be beheaded in a few days, so she couldn't let go, and she couldn't let go.

   "Hold on!"

  Eunuch Duan's eyes flashed fiercely, and he flicked the dust lightly in his hand.

"what!"

  All the other prisoners in the prison trembled, their faces turned pale from the screams, and they kept leaning towards the cell.

  Eunuch Duan looked at the person lying on the ground, and laughed cruelly, "This is what happens if you don't listen to our family." After speaking, he smiled coldly, stopped looking at He Biyi, and walked straight into the depths of the prison.

  He Biran's face was pale, his lips trembled, and his eyes looked at the thing that fell into the pool of blood in disbelief.

   After half a sound, he rushed to the pool of blood, stretched out a hand, picked up the thing tremblingly, looked at his empty right arm, He Bier couldn't bear it anymore, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

  Walking to the door of a cell, the jailer guarding the door had already heard the news. Now that he saw Eunuch Duan coming, he immediately opened the door like a dog's leg, stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation, and smiled obsequiously.

  Eunuch Duan didn’t even look at the jailer, he just turned his waist and walked inside.

  Facing a strong smell of blood, he frowned, pinched a corner of his sleeve to cover his nose, and looked at the environment here with some disgust,

  When he saw the man tied to a wooden stake in the center of the cell, Eunuch Duan squinted his eyes and then smiled with satisfaction.

  This cell is relatively large, and various instruments of torture are hung on the surrounding walls, and each instrument of torture is stained with dark red blood stains.

  Punishment has a lot, soldering iron, barbed silver whip, nail bed, splint, boning knife, dripping candle...

Mo Changfeng, who was tied in the middle, was wearing a thin undergarment. His clothes were torn and turned into strips of rags, which could hardly cover his thin body. Even the most important part of his body was only one strip. Long loose cloth strips hang on it, revealing a bit of spring indistinctly.

  Through his tattered underclothes, it can be seen that his body is full of knife wounds, whiplashes, scalds, and wounds charred by branding irons.

  There is almost no intact part of the whole body, and the wounds on the body also ooze bright red or black blood from time to time.

  The hair is disheveled, and due to no one taking care of it, it has become tangled together, and some places are even knotted, stained with blood, like a lunatic.

  His mouth was covered with a white cloth, and from time to time a faint blood flowed out of the white cloth around the corner of his mouth, dyeing the white cloth strips a little scarlet.

   Sensing someone coming in, Mo Changfeng opened his eyes with difficulty, but only saw a blurry figure in front of him, and he couldn't see the person's face clearly.

  Seeing him waking up, Eunuch Duan said angrily, "Yo, you woke up as soon as our family came. It seems that you treat our family differently!"

  Mo Changfeng's heart tightened, it was Eunuch Duan!

   Struggling slightly, the iron chain tied to his body rattled, but he couldn't shake it for a moment. Instead, the wound on his body opened, and blood flowed out like desperately.

  The intense pain made him subconsciously exhale, but he only made a few "woo-woo" sounds before he realized that his mouth had been blocked.

  Eunuch Duan looked at him struggling like watching a drama, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "How is it? Is this punishment good?"

He was only answered by a sound of "woo woo". Eunuch Duan chuckled and didn't expect him to answer, and continued, "Actually, our family admired you at the beginning. Feng, originally our family planned to promote you in the future and let you be a concubine in this harem, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant."

Seeing his silence, Eunuch Duan stepped forward suddenly, pinched his chin, and said in a vicious voice, "You are really bold enough to assassinate His Majesty with an assassin, but before you do this, I wonder if you have considered your young age?" younger brother."

Mo Changfeng's body trembled violently. In fact, he had already regretted it after the failure. At the beginning, he was obsessed with ghosts and just wanted to let the tyrant die, but he ignored the consequences of doing so. Regardless of whether the tyrant died or not, he and Everyone who was present at the time was doomed to die, and their families would also pay the price for this matter for them to go together.

It doesn't matter if his parents are dead, Fangzheng's mother never regarded him and his younger brother as her sons, but just regarded them as losers, and his so-called father was just his own father who died. It's just a stepmother married by the stepmother, who has always been harsh to him and his younger brother, even worse than a servant in the mansion.

   But his younger brother, the younger brother who is closest to him in the world, the younger brother that his father left him to depend on each other, is innocent. How can he be made to pay with his life for the things he did wrong! He is still young, he still has a good time to live, he has not married a wife who loves him, and has not given birth to a lovely child, so how can he die with him!

  So he chose to commit suicide, hoping that with his death, this matter would be settled, at least his younger brother would not be involved.

  Seeing the pain in his eyes, Eunuch Duan flashed a gleam of joy in his eyes, took the white cloth strip from his mouth, and looked down at him contemptuously.

After feeling that the stuff in his mouth was being removed, Mo Changfeng squirmed his lips lightly, but traces of bright red blood flowed out from his mouth. After a while, he raised his head and looked at Eunuch Duan pleadingly. The voice was almost begging.

   "Please, please, let me go...my brother, brother, he...is still young, and shouldn't, for me, accept, bear this... price, price." After speaking, another trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

  Eunuch Duan stared at him blankly, his eyes were blurred, his thoughts drifted away, and he didn't know what he thought of through him.

   There was an eerie silence in the cell, both of them were thoughtful and did not speak.

   After a while, Eunuch Duan seemed to come back to his senses, and found that tears had dripped from the corners of his eyes. He raised his sleeves and wiped them away without a trace.

   Looking at Mo Changfeng again, the tenderness in his eyes has disappeared, replaced by a fierce face.

   "Our family can bypass your brother and your family, but as for you, you have to pay the price for assassinating His Majesty."

  Hearing that Eunuch Duan was willing to let go, Mo Changfeng breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that although Eunuch Duan was a ruthless person, he would never go back on what he promised, or even violate it.

  Hearing Eunuch Duan's last words, he hurriedly replied, regardless of the fact that his mouth was still hurting, "As long as I can let my brother go, I will pay whatever price."

  Eunuch Duan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Are you sure you can do anything?"

  Mo Changfeng's heart sank, he had a bad feeling, but he still answered firmly, "Yes, no matter what the price is."

"Okay, if this is the case, then our family will not be polite." Eunuch Duan snorted coldly and clapped his hands. After a while, a few rough-faced women in prison clothes came in outside the door. The women took a look When it came to Mo Changfeng, his eyes were all shining, staring naked at Mo Changfeng's naked body.

  Seeing a few prisoners coming in, Mo Changfeng's heart sank completely. He seemed to have understood what Eunuch Duan was thinking, and his whole body trembled slightly.

Eunuch Duan looked at the five women in front of him with satisfaction, and snorted softly, "He is yours, remember not to play to death." Although Mo Changfeng reminded him of that person and made him feel compassion, But who made him want to murder His Majesty, so even if he really felt compassionate, he would not let him go!

  Close the door of the cell, leaving him with the last bit of dignity, and it can be regarded as a good deed for him.

  (end of this chapter)