allonlinenovel Chapter 359: Asking for Interest, Really Skinning
Chapter 359: Asking for Interest, Really Skinning
Jun Xiaochen shook his head:
“This is not your fault.
Jun'er, you don't have to blame yourself.
If you really want to investigate, the biggest responsibility for what happened tonight lies with me."
Xu Junjun turned around and saw Jun Xiaochen's calm eyes in the night. She tried to see a hint of blame on his face, but she only saw concern and regret hidden in his eyes.
Xu Junjun didn't say anything else. She leaned against the dilapidated door of the cold palace, looked up and blinked away the tears in her eyes.
Wei Dong brought the food into the hall. Except for the old patriarch Shen who drank a pot of calming wine to ease his mind, Xu Junjun and Jun Xiaochen finished this meal which was both too late and too early in silence.
After the old Patriarch Shen finished eating the four squabs he ordered, he staggered to his feet. Xu Junjun and Jun Xiaochen put down their chopsticks, looked at each other, and asked their personal guards to help him go back to rest.
After a night of hard work, everyone was a little tired.
After Xu Junjun finished eating, she was unusually quiet. Jun Xiaochen knew she was worried, so he didn't say much. He glanced at the little emperor who was still sleeping on the big bed and whispered:
"I'll ask them to bring in a soft couch so you can lean on it and rest for a while.
I'm going to take care of some things and will be back later."
Xu Junjun nodded, and when Jun Xiaochen's tall and straight figure disappeared from her sight, she stood up and went to the little emperor's bedside to take his pulse.
After coming out of the cold palace, Jun Xiaochen did not go back to the bedroom to change clothes, but went straight to the dungeon where the empress dowager was imprisoned.
There were layers of guards outside the prison. As soon as Jun Xiaochen appeared, someone immediately came forward to greet him.
Jun Xiaochen stepped into the prison, and the damp and stuffy air hit him in the face. He walked in slowly without caring, passing through the narrow corridor with a calm expression on his face.
On the stone wall, the burning tung oil gave off a pungent smell.
A shadow was floating behind Jun Xiaochen, and the ground under his feet was like a cage that locked up the devil.
In the deepest part of the dungeon, a woman who had lost both arms and was covered in blood was hung high on the rack. She was disheveled and kept insulting Jun Xiaochen and Xu Junjun. The words she used were filthy and very harsh.
It is hard to imagine that this woman was the high and mighty Empress Dowager of Tianqi just a few hours ago, but now, she is even worse than a death row prisoner.
Jun Xiaochen appeared in front of the rack. The Queen Mother, whose limbs were tied, widened her pupils instantly and struggled hard, causing the iron chains tied to her body to rattle.
"Jun Xiaochen, you traitor who rebelled against your superiors!
You deserve to die!
You deserve to die!
You should have died with that bastard under my sword just now!
Now that that bastard is dead, the spit of those old pedants in the court can drown you. Just wait to go to hell with me!"
The Queen Mother twisted her body wildly, swearing shrilly, revealing half of her face stained with blood, like a devil crawling out of hell to collect debts.
Jun Xiaochen looked at her without saying a word, walked to the side, and chose from the tray he brought back from the cold palace.
Finally, an inch-long, curved blade as thin as a cicada's wing was chosen.
Seeing Jun Xiaochen pick up the sharp knife, the Queen Mother's crazy cursing stopped abruptly, and she said in disbelief:
“You cut off both my arms and you still want to torture me!
Jun Xiaochen, you lunatic!
Aren’t you afraid that the ministers of Tianqi will attack you collectively and fear that you will use ruthless means?
Do you still want to be the emperor? "
"emperor?"
Jun Xiaochen sneered:
“This king disdains the mere throne.
If you hadn't sought your own death this time, I would have planned to be the emperor's guardian for life, and you would have been able to survive.
Not to mention wealth and glory, but preserving one's life is not a problem.
But now, all of this has been ruined by you.
That sword of yours not only cost you your own life, but also the lives of more than a thousand people in your nine clans.
When you die, your soul will enter the underworld, and before you even step onto the Naihe Bridge, it will be devoured by your people."
“No! No way!
They can’t blame me!”
The Queen Mother shook her head frantically. The wound on her shoulder, stabbed by Xu Junjun, burst open, and blood dripped down. She screamed as if she had lost her mind:
"Everything I have done today is for the prosperity of my family. They should be grateful to me. Why should they blame me?
If it weren’t for me, would those parasites have been able to prosper so much in Apocalypse over the years!
Their glory was given by me, what right do they have to blame me!
Damn it, you all deserve to die!
In the entire palace, except for me, you are all a bunch of stupid fools."
The confused self-proclaimed name indicates the chaotic and turbulent heart of the woman in front of him.
Even at this point, the Empress Dowager still doesn't feel she has done anything wrong.
The ones who are wrong are those who stand in her way, the trash who suck her blood but dare not take responsibility.
She just wants to climb up and pursue supreme power, she is right!
The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Since ancient times, victory has always been written by the winner. Her only mistake is that she is not ruthless enough!
If she had poisoned the puppet emperor to death when he was still a child, she wouldn't have to deal with everything that happened afterwards.
In the final analysis, she was the one who harmed herself. If she had succeeded today.
At dawn, she will hold the emperor's edict and the evidence of Jun Xiaochen's rebellion, and she will be the ultimate winner!
By then, the one with his arms chopped off and hanging here will be Jun Xiaochen, not her!
This woman was selfish to the core, and Jun Xiaochen had no intention of waking her up.
Tonight, he came here not to waste his breath, but to collect a debt for the little emperor and Xu Junjun.
Jun Xiaochen did not respond to the crazy and brainless nonsense of the woman in front of him. He stood in front of the rack, raised his cold eyes, glanced at the half arm left of the woman, and directly raised the knife.
The blade sliced through her skin, leaving a hidden line of blood. Compared to the knife wounds on her body, it wasn't painful, but it frightened her so much that she struggled with her hands and feet, screaming in fear:
"What are you doing, Jun Xiaochen!
Get out of here!
Get out of here! "
Besides pain, the only thing that can destroy a person's psychology is the fear of facing the unknown abyss.
The Queen Mother foresaw what was about to happen and began to tremble all over.
Jun Xiaochen's expression did not change at all. The blade continued to move upwards, finally hovering over the wound that Xu Junjun had stabbed in the Queen Mother.
"Don't worry, Queen Mother. I'm not a tyrant who kills people indiscriminately. As long as I collect the interest you owe to the Emperor and Jun'er, I will stop."
The blade was still moving on the skin, and a straight line of blood continued to extend. As soon as Jun Xiaochen finished speaking, the Queen Mother was so scared that she vomited blood and cursed with her bloodshot teeth.
But Jun Xiaochen no longer cares.
The smell of blood in front of the rack became stronger and stronger, and the woman's high-pitched and hoarse roar gradually turned into a terrified moan for mercy.
But the man holding the knife didn't even raise his eyebrows and continued to focus on his work.
On both sides of the stone wall, as the flames flickered, the tung oil gradually decreased.
I don’t know how long it took, but the woman who was cursing and begging just now fell completely silent.
The light and shadow flickered, and Jun Xiaochen immersed his big palm into the copper basin. Some blood splashed on his handsome face, which he wiped away calmly.
After wiping his hands clean, Jun Xiaochen threw away the handkerchief and left as calmly as he had come.
After he left, the guards came in to clean up, leaving only a skinned, bloody man on the rack, wriggling slightly in pain.
The skin that was peeled off alive was thrown aside at random. It was bloody, gruesome and chilling.