Hu San responded respectfully, "Yes!"
Zhan Qingyue was originally victorious, but unfortunately she underestimated the ruthlessness of Princess Jing.
Han Yiyun's people and those left by King Cheng were no match for the killer, and the situation suddenly reversed.
Seeing the flames in the temple reaching the sky and the deafening sound of fighting, Zhan Qingyue looked unhappy.
The same goes for Han Yiyun. He held Zhan Qingyue's hand tightly and retreated while dealing with the killer.
But the purpose of those people was to take possession of Qingyue. How could they let them go so easily and pursue them closely.
Han Yiyun fought and retreated. Seeing that the situation was over, he had no choice but to take out a signal bomb.
"Kill him! He wants help!"
The leader shouted angrily, and shot a dart towards Han Yiyun's brow, but Zhan Qingyue blocked it with a strange object.
"Are you OK?"
Han Yiyun shook his head, "No problem."
"Phew!" The signal went up to the sky, and Han Yiyun breathed a sigh of relief.
He can die, but Yueyue definitely can't. They managed to escape to their current position with great difficulty.
Han Yiyun hopes Yueyue can live well.
Soon King Cheng arrived with his men. Under the attack from both sides, part of the killer was caught.
Han Yiyun looked ugly and went on to interrogate him overnight.
There was a smell of rotting flesh and dampness in the dark cell, which made people feel sick.
At this moment, in the center of the secret cell, a man covered in blood was tied up.
Hu San held a whip in his hand and kept whipping the man, "Are you going to tell me?"
"Bah bang bang!"
Several more whips were thrown at the man, but the man stared at Hu San with a vicious look as if he was ready to die.
"Haha, you either kill grandpa, or else even if you beat me to death, I won't tell you a word!"
Hu San's face was gloomy, he gritted his teeth and looked at the man, and the strength in his hands became a little stronger.
"Okay, you are a man of backbone. Today I am going to see whether it is your mouth that is stronger or the whip in Grandpa's hand that is stronger!"
Hu San had a cold face and continued to whip without mercy, but no matter how hard he tried, the man closed his eyes tightly and endured the pain without saying a word.
Seeing that the sky was about to get dark, Hu San looked bad and came directly to see Han Yiyun.
Han Yiyun sat on the chair, his apricot eyes red because he hadn't slept all night.
"How's it going?"
Hu San looked bad and knelt on one knee to salute.
"My uncle, they are all slaves and incompetent. Even if they were tortured, they could not get out any useful information."
Even if they guessed the person behind the scenes, without the certification materials, it would be impossible to confront Princess Jing.
Han Yiyun stood up immediately, his tea cup clanging with the vibration.
"lead the way!"
"yes!"
Hu San's expression darkened. He knew that Han Yiyun was going to do it himself, but before he could leave, Zhan Qingyue from the cubicle walked out, rubbing his eyes.
"Let's get together!"
Han Yiyun looked at her lovingly and rubbed her hair with a look of distress on his face.
"Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
Zhan Qingyue glanced at the sky outside, her eyes a bit colder.
"It will be dawn soon, and the emperor will go to court soon. It is just in time for us to find out useful information and enter the palace together."
Zhan Qingyue has always been a person with ideas, Han Yiyun nodded.
In the dark cell, a stench hit her face, which made Zhan Qingyue's expression change. She covered her mouth with a handkerchief to hold back from vomiting.
Han Yiyun kept holding her hand, in a dark place with poor lighting, for fear that she would fall.
In front of the wooden shelf, the man heard the movement, opened his eyelids, and looked at Zhan Qingyue opposite with a cold face. Although he did not kill the other party, when he saw her in person, he could not help but have murderous intent in his eyes.
"Well!"
Faced with the man's murderous intent, Han Yiyun, with a ghostly figure, pinched his chin with a stern look.
"If you dare to look at her like that again, I'll kill you!"
The man's eyelids twitched and his face turned pale. He had been adding blood to the tip of the knife all year round. It was obvious at a glance that Han Yiyun was not joking.
The man in front of him was dressed in dark robes and had an impeccable temperament. He was definitely a man of his word.
The man calmed down, even so he was not ready to speak.
Han Yiyun opened the man's jaw with a look of disgust, wiped his fingers with a handkerchief, and threw away the handkerchief.
"Tell me, who sent you here?"
The man shut his mouth tightly and did not speak when he saw Han Yiyun's cannibalistic eyes.
"Hu San, pull out his fingernails and toenails!"
"yes!"
Hu San admired him in his heart. My uncle was indeed a dragon and a phoenix among people, and he was ruthless in his approach.
The man's face was pale, the corners of his lips were trembling, and his fingers were connected to his heart. This meant that he could neither survive nor die.
"Kill me if you can!"
Han Yiyun sneered and looked back at the man. Just one glance made him tremble.
"Wouldn't killing you fulfill your wish?"
"I want you to die and live. If you tell me, I can give you a whole body. Otherwise, I still have many ways to torture people. Let's see how far you can persist!"
The man was dragged by Hu San to pull out his fingernails. His face was pale and fearful, "You are a devil!"
Han Yiyun held Zhan Qingyue's hand and looked at the man with cold eyes, "Devil? Haha..."
He watched the man scream and have his fingernails pulled out again and again, his body covered in blood, the red-hot dagger swinging in front of the wooden shelf.
"You said it would be very interesting if I cut you to pieces and sprinkled honey on you."
The man was so frightened by Han Yiyun's appearance that his face turned pale, the corners of his lips trembled violently, and the persistence in his eyes gradually disappeared.
"I said! Can't I say it?"
He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of meeting someone like Han Yiyun who will make you unable to die and torture you bit by bit.
He was completely afraid of this lunatic Han Yiyun from the bottom of his heart.
Han Yiyun threw away the dagger and curled his lips with a hint of mockery.
"If I hadn't said this earlier, it would have been over. It would have been a pity to have ruined my fingernails."
Hu San wanted to laugh but didn't dare, so he could only hold it in, feeling extremely impressed.
"Uncle, please prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone for him to write a confession."
"Um."
Han Yiyun came to Zhan Qingyue and felt extremely distressed when he saw the little girl's helpless expression.
She was frightened by being chased, and was assassinated again without taking a good rest. Han Yiyun wanted to kill her enemy with her own hands.
"Thanks."
Zhan Qingyue had someone to rely on and was too lazy to do anything on her own. Suddenly she felt that it was really good to have someone who loved her.
She was quite reassured about Han Yiyun's character. She held his hand and curled her lips.
The sky was gray, Han Yiyun and Zhan Qingyue entered the palace in a carriage.
In the Queen Mother's Palace, looking at the killer kneeling on the ground, as well as Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun with serious faces, she looked ugly.
In the final analysis, it's their royal family's fault, and I can't blame others.
"Sanxizi, go and send someone to find the Holy Shang. After all, they are from his harem!"
"yes!"
The little eunuch beside the Queen Mother shook off Fu Chen and left with a respectful expression.
