Shen Da was stunned.
I didn’t expect that at such a critical juncture, the second prince would still have time to do other things!
However, looking at Song De's clouded face, Shen Da did not dare to say anything more.
Under the leadership of Scarface, Song De came to a room in the corner not long after.
As soon as he opened the door, a foul smell of blood hit his face, making Song De almost turn over.
There was no light in the dark and cramped hut, and the smell was disgusting.
Although Song De had never been to such a place, he also knew that this was the terrifying torture chamber in the southern suburbs camp.
After his eyes finally adapted to the darkness in front of him, Song De discovered the dying Ma Shaoxing lying on the ground.
Seeing Ma Shaoxing's current miserable condition, Song De couldn't help but be a little surprised.
I saw him with disheveled hair, lying on his back on the ground, his face covered with blood and unspeakable filth.
The already thin cheeks were now even more sunken, with two particularly abrupt cheekbones protruding.
His right forearm was wrapped in a thick bandage, and the edges of the bandage were already stained black with blood.
And his right hand was lying not far from his right forearm. It had turned blue and white, like a white bone.
This is completely different from the elegant and graceful Ma Shaoxing in my impression!
However, looking at Ma Shaoxing's tragic situation in front of him, Song De felt a sense of pleasure in getting revenge.
He walked forward quickly, without saying a word, but raised his foot and stepped on Ma Shaoxing's broken arm.
"ah……"
Ma Shaoxing woke up from the heartbreaking pain. This heartbreaking pain almost made him faint!
He wanted to scream, but his voice seemed to be rusty, and he could only squeeze out a hoarse sound from his throat.
Song De raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he was appreciating and enjoying the extremely twisted scene in front of him.
"Ma Shaoxing, Ma Shaoxing."
"When you were deliberately trying to get close to this king, did you ever think about the day when you would end up like this again?"
"Aren't you a proud and arrogant scholar?"
"Now that your right hand is gone, how can you read and write with it?"
Having said this, Song De suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly.
"Oh, yes, I was negligent."
"After tonight, it's not certain whether you can save your life!"
"Whether you can read or write doesn't seem to be that important."
"right?"
Ma Shaoxing reluctantly raised one eyelid and saw that the person in front of him who was mocking him was Song De, and he roughly understood in his heart.
Although he didn't know whether it was day or night outside, it was probably time for Song De to take action.
Sure enough, he was still blocked by Prince Rong...
Seeing Ma Shaoxing reduced to such a miserable state and not forgetting to show that extremely sarcastic smile, Song De was completely angry.
He raised his foot high and stepped hard on Ma Shaoxing's broken arm again.
"Make you laugh! Make you laugh!"
"How dare you laugh!"
"This king is going to kill you... kill you!"
The severe pain in his body made Ma Shaoxing almost unconscious and passed out.
But Song De's furious look made Ma Shaoxing laugh loudly.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
"The second prince didn't let me read and write, but now he doesn't even let me laugh?"
Seeing Ma Shaoxing laughing wildly, Song De's eyes flashed with coldness.
"Okay, good!"
"Since you like to laugh, I will let you laugh as much as you want!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song De took out the dagger from his waist and stuffed the blade into Ma Shaoxing's mouth.
One stroke to the left, one stroke to the right.
A bloody smile appeared on Ma Shaoxing's face.
"Smile!"
"Keep laughing!"
"Why don't you laugh?"
"Don't you like to laugh very much?"
"I will make you laugh all at once!"
The heartbreaking pain on his cheek swallowed Ma Shaoxing instantly.
"Gulu gulu gulu..."
"Uh uh..."
The blood gushing out crazily choked him to the point of suffocation.
Seeing Ma Shaoxing's inhuman, ghostly appearance, a strong sense of satisfaction filled Song De's brain, making him almost reach his peak.
The smell of blood and the bright red color made his scalp tingle.
There is only one word in my mind——
Cool!
This feeling is really what it feels like to be alive.
Scarface and the short guard always stood behind Song De, taking a panoramic view of the scene that had just happened.
The two pride themselves on being decisive and tough in killing.
But seeing the somewhat terrifying appearance of the second prince, the two of them still resigned themselves to being inferior and felt ashamed!
"Your Highness... Your Highness!"
"The time has come!"
"It's time to go..."
The sound from outside the door pulled Song back to reality.
"What time is it?"
Song De frowned slightly, as if he still had some unfinished thoughts.
The voice outside the door continued: "Your Majesty, it has already passed three quarters of the Zi hour, and it will soon be the Chou hour."
"If you have to take another detour to Prince Rong's Mansion, I'm afraid you won't have enough time!"
...Well, it is indeed time to set off.
Song De turned to leave, but Scarface asked cautiously from behind: "Your Highness, are you going to kill this person?"
Song De turned his head and looked at Ma Shaoxing, who was only breathing. He said calmly: "No need, he is going to die soon anyway."
"Everyone is on alert and set out immediately!"
"yes!"
…
In the south camp, the lights were brightly lit, as bright as day.
A large group of people and horses galloped all the way north towards the palace of Bianjing City.
At this moment, a figure silently jumped down from the roof and jumped into the courtyard wall of South Camp.
This figure was extremely agile, easily avoiding the remaining patrolling soldiers, and groped its way to the door of the torture room.
"squeak……"
He gently pushed open the door of the torture room and was slightly startled when he saw Ma Shaoxing lying on the ground dying.
"Ma Shaoxing, Ma Shaoxing!"
"Don't sleep, wake up!"
"I'll take you back to His Highness!"
Ma Shaoxing's eyelids were so heavy that they seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, but he still used all his strength to open his eyes a crack.
Seeing who the person in front of him was, Ma Shaoxing smiled easily.
"Servant Huo...it's you!"
"I knew it……"
"Prince Rong will not abandon me and will definitely try his best to rescue me..."
Unexpectedly, Ma Shaoxing's current situation was so miserable. Even Huo Qi, who had always been cold-hearted, couldn't help but show his unbearable expression.
"His Highness has been looking for you, but fortunately he finally found you!"
"Hold on and don't fall asleep. I'll take you back right now..."
Huo Qigang wanted to carry Ma Shaoxing on his shoulders, but Ma Shaoxing waved him down.
Ma Shaoxing used all his strength to shake his head at Huo Qi.
"No!"
"Servant Huo..."
"you……"
"You have more important things to do first!"
