Dead silence.
Deathly silence filled the entire cramped, dark room.
The short man stared hard into Ma Shaoxing's eyes, trying to read a hint of cowardice and fear in his eyes.
However, the ending disappointed him.
Although Ma Shaoxing's face was covered in blood, his eyes were shining.
Not only was there no fear inside, but there was only endless calmness and calmness.
At this moment, the short man was completely irritated.
"Snapped!"
A dull and dull sound suddenly sounded, and a thin and pale right hand rolled half a meter away with blood spurting out.
Ma Shaoxing only felt a heat in his right arm and saw his right hand leaving his body, but he didn't feel anything.
It was as if the soul had separated from the body and was hanging in mid-air, watching all this happening coldly.
Then, is it my right hand?
From now on, can I no longer write or read?
Ma Shaoxing's brain was in chaos, but the sudden pain swept through his body instantly, causing him to instantly lose all ability to think about problems!
The huge pain made him want to open his mouth and scream.
However, his nervous and dry throat could no longer make any sound.
He lost a lot of blood, and his face quickly turned pale, his head was dizzy, and his breathing was short of breath.
Even under this huge pain, his eyelids seemed to be out of control, almost closing together.
Seeing that Ma Shaoxing was about to faint after losing too much blood, Scarface was startled for a moment, and then opened his mouth to the short man unhappily: "Are you crazy?"
"The second prince has clearly told me to leave this man named Ma a way to survive!"
"I still have something important to ask him!"
"It would be better if you came up and cut off his hand!"
"How can this be tried?"
"What if this guy dies?"
While scarred and complaining, Scarface pulled off a strip from his robe and bandaged it around Ma Shaoxing's broken wrist.
"Why are you still standing there?"
"Go and call the doctor!"
The short man looked unkind and turned a deaf ear to Scarface's words. He just turned his head to the side with a dissatisfied look on his face.
Scarface didn't seem to dare to provoke the short man any more. After bandaging the wound, he opened the door and walked out.
"Mr. Langzhong!"
"Call me a doctor!"
Ma Shaoxing's vision gradually blurred, but he kept trying to keep his spirits up and remind himself.
Can't sleep, mustn't sleep...
When you fall asleep, there is really nothing left...
…
In the Imperial Garden.
"Cough cough... cough cough cough..."
Song Liang was sitting in the pavilion in the imperial garden drinking tea.
The cold wind blew, turning Song Liang's pale cheeks red.
Since getting the antidote to cure the sequelae of Baiyu Powder, Song Liang has been taking it every day to regulate his body.
Although he still looks like a sick man now, compared with the state of being neither human nor ghost when he was infected with Bai Yusan, it can be said that he has completely changed.
If it hadn't been for the antidote given by the fourth child, I would have been a pile of bones by now!
Thinking of this, Song Liang looked calm and looked into the distance.
He is his third brother, his biological brother!
He made an antidote for himself. This is only natural, right?
There is no need to feel any guilt...
A gust of west wind blew by, and Song Liang couldn't help shivering, and wrapped the long hair cloak around him tightly.
It is now the middle of winter, and most of the flowers, plants and trees in the Imperial Garden, except for the winter cypress and wintersweet, are withered.
In such a cold weather, even the concubines who like to gossip about everyday things are nestled in their respective palaces, never leaving the door.
Song Liang couldn't help but feel irritated when he thought about how long the cold wind would blow here.
I don't know how long he waited like this, until Song Liang's cheek was almost unconscious, he saw a small black spot in the distance gradually approaching and getting bigger.
"Hey, isn't this third brother!"
"Third brother, I'm having a great time today. I'm here to enjoy tea too!"
Seeing Song De finally appear, Song Liang was filled with resentment.
Just on the surface, I still have to pretend to be an unexpected encounter.
"Hey, isn't this the second brother!"
"I didn't expect you, second brother, to be so elegant!"
"In that case, let's drink tea and chat with my brother!"
The two sat opposite each other, and Song Liang immediately lowered his voice: "Second brother, tell me something quickly, you must not stay here any longer!"
Song De was speechless: "Third brother, are you too suspicious?"
"This palace is where we usually live!"
"You and I met by chance in the palace, so what if we chatted for a while and drank tea?"
"Is it necessary to take such strict precautions?"
Song Liang's expression was very serious: "Second brother, you underestimate the shadow guard too much!"
"If the fourth child really wants to take precautions and sends shadow guards to monitor you and me, even if we meet a few times or talk for a long time, the shadow guards will monitor us one by one and report to the fourth child!"
"The current situation is special. We must not let the fourth child take any precautions against us!"
"So the two of us can only make an appointment in advance to create a chance encounter!"
"After all, you have to be careful to sail a ship that lasts forever!"
Although Song De did not comment on Song Liang's words, he did not say anything more about the matter.
"The news from the south camp is that Ma Shaoxing has been taken for interrogation."
"But that guy insisted that he came to me because he was recommended by you."
"According to what he said, he has nothing to do with Song Huan."
"I don't even know him!"
"That's nonsense!" Song Liang, who had always been calm, suddenly became agitated, "It's such nonsense!"
"Second brother, this guy has clearly been ordered by the fourth brother to frame my younger brother here!"
"Instigating a relationship between you, second brother, and my younger brother!"
"It's so vicious, it's heart-breaking!"
Song De's eyes were a little strange, Song Liang couldn't tell what kind of eyes they were.
"But after being tortured to extract a confession, Ma Shaoxing still refused to let go."
"Third brother, how could he, a frail scholar who can't lift his hands or carry his shoulders, still refuse to let go under such a forced confession?"
Song Liang said fiercely: "That must be because the torture is not strong enough and he is not scared enough!"
"Second brother, under severe punishment, I don't believe that Ma Shaoxing is unwilling to tell the truth!"
Song De blinked: "Ma Shaoxing's right hand was chopped off."
Song Liang was stunned: "What?"
His right hand was cut off and he still refused to tell the truth?
This, this, this...
Just the thin-shouldered scholar Ma Shaoxing?
How can it be!
"Second brother, you have to believe me anyway!"
"The fourth child must have deliberately framed us and wanted us to kill each other!"
"At this critical juncture, we must unite with each other!"
"We must not let him take advantage of it!"
Song De did not take the initiative to take Song Liang's words, but said with a strange expression: "Then what do you think, I kill Ma Shaoxing?"
