Ji Wuxuan sat at the table, eating the breakfast brought by his servant, very leisurely.
After taking a sip of wine, he watched the door open. Two guards came in. They threw Dong Chengbin on the bed, turned around, closed the door and left.
Ji Wuxuan glanced at Dong Chengbin, who was lying motionless on the bed, and couldn't help but feel guilty.
In the past two days, in order to save his life, he had to put all the blame on Dong Chengbin and Fang Quan. With Mo Zeshen's character, he must have hated Dong Chengbin so much that it was not unjust to beat him like this.
And Dong Chengbin also hated Mo Ze deeply. Even if he was beaten to such an extent, he would not tell him his thoughts, just to disgust him.
Moreover, Ji Wuxuan knew that Dong Chengbin would definitely die, and even if he were alive, life would be worse than death.
What he felt guilty was not that he had framed others, but that he was afraid that Dong Chengbin would expose the truth. Wouldn't he have missed the trap in this way?
No, Dong Chengbin cannot live, he must die!
It's just that Mo Zeshen didn't seem to have the intention to kill Dong Chengbin, but just tortured him in various ways.
He didn't understand why Mo Zeshen locked Dong Chengbin and himself in a room. Could it be that he wanted to use his hand to kill Dong Chengbin? He is not stupid and will not be fooled!
His Majesty had no explanation for killing Dong Chengbin and left him dangling in front of his eyes all day long. Ji Wuxuan couldn't feel at ease. He had to think of a way.
Ji Wuxuan glanced at the person on the bed. Dong Chengbin looked much weirder today than before. Why didn't he curse?
And those eyes seemed a little desperate, maybe they were beaten stupid, right?
He put the chopsticks on the table, stood up and walked forward, asking Dong Chengbin with concern: "Dong Prince Consort, are you okay?"
Dong Chengbin didn't even look at him, he just turned his face inward and said nothing.
Ji Wuxuan rolled his eyes, and then sighed, "Dong Prince Consort, seeing you suffering like this, I really can't bear to see you as a villain. Mo Zeshen is simply not a human being!"
"You are still the emperor's consort after all. Although the princess is dead, you are still a relative of the emperor. Now that things are like this, if it were me, I would no longer want to live!"
He sighed again, glancing at Dong Chengbin's expression with his slippery eyes.
He saw his eyes light up, as if his words had an effect on Dong Chengbin.
So he continued: "I'm not telling you, Prince Consort Dong, it's too frustrating for you to live like this. If Princess Qingle is alive in heaven, she will definitely feel sorry for you."
Dong Chengbin moved on the bed, and his chapped lips moved, "Princess..."
Ji Wuxuan heard it clearly and felt a sense of pride in his heart.
Sure enough, mentioning the princess had an effect.
Having heard about Dong Chengbin's dissolute history earlier, Ji Wuxuan never believed that he would be so obsessed with Princess Qingle, and thought he was just spreading rumors. Now it seems that this matter should be true.
The playboy turned into a love interest, this is really a big joke!
An imperceptible sneer rose from the corner of Ji Wuxuan's lips, and he reached out and patted Dong Chengbin's shoulder, "Dong Prince Consort, you can't see the princess. The princess has passed away. If you want to see her, you must get to that place."
Dong Chengbin was stunned for a moment, turned to look at him, and asked in a hoarse voice with difficulty: "Where?"
Ji Wuxuan pretended to be innocent, "Of course it's on the road to hell. All the dead are on the road to hell."
He smiled and said, "I heard that if a couple is in love, whoever leaves first will definitely be waiting for his partner on the road to hell. The prince-in-law is so affectionate to the princess, and I think the princess is also the same. She is now I will definitely be waiting for you on the Huangquan Road."
Dong Chengbin's eyes were shining, and he reached out to grab Ji Wuxuan's arm, "What you said is true."
Ji Wuxuan looked confident, "It's absolutely true, how dare this villain lie to you."
Dong Chengbin loosened his grip on his arm, and seemed to have lost his soul. He continued to curl up on the bed, not knowing what he was looking at.
Ji Wuxuan looked at his devastated look and felt that his chances of winning were a little better.
But we need to add some more oil and vinegar to make him die faster.
He sat back in his seat and said to Dong Chengbin who was on the bed: "Dong Prince Consort, please don't take the villain's words seriously. If you have any shortcomings, Mo Zeshen will be in serious trouble."
"You were sent by the court. If anything happens to you, it will be Mo Zeshen's responsibility. Although he is a prince, he is also a minister in front of His Majesty. Your Majesty will definitely doubt him. When the time comes, I'm afraid, Even if you don’t die, you have to peel off your skin.”
This is no exaggeration at all.
His confession turned Dong Chengbin into a key figure, but such an important witness died at this time. His Majesty will definitely be suspicious of Mo Zeshen. Coupled with the relationship between Lu Qingtang and Ji Wuhen, it is inevitable that Dong Chengbin will be silenced, which further aggravates Mo Zeshen's suspicion.
As long as Dong Chengbin dies, he can sit back and relax.
The person on the bed didn't respond to him and remained motionless.
Ji Wuxuan didn't speak anymore. He knew that the more he spoke, the more suspicious he would become. Some words just need to be pointed out, without too much nonsense.
After breakfast, he went to rest on the Arhat bed nearby.
After taking off his shoes, he turned sideways to sleep, closed his eyes and began to snore.
He really hoped that when he opened his eyes again, he would see Dong Chengbin's body.
It doesn't matter whether you hang yourself, hit the corner of the table, or cut your wrists to commit suicide, in short, just die as soon as possible. Although being in the house is a bit scary, it is still better than living in fear every day.
At this time, Dong Chengbin, who was lying on the canopy bed opposite, got out of bed and looked towards the Arhat bed.
Unexpectedly, Lu Qingtang was really a god, and this Ji Wuxuan really wanted to die.
Not only did he want to die, but he also wanted to die in a worthwhile way, and he even wanted to keep his relationship clean.
The old treacherous and cunning man is really abominable.
But so what, he fell into the trap of Lu Qingtang and Mo Zeshen and was fooled around.
There was just one thing he wasn't sure about.
Will the person you love really be waiting for you on the road to hell?
Dong Chengbin was in a daze for a while, but he still did not forget his final mission.
He tiptoed and picked up a stool and placed it directly under the beam. Then he took out the rope Lu Qingtang gave him from his arms and tied it to the beam according to the method she and Zeng Ke taught him.
Looking at the rope in front of him, Dong Chengbin began to hesitate.
Can this really strangle oneself to death?
It looks no different from an ordinary knot.
But thinking about it carefully, what he had done was too evil. Even if he really died, he would not be able to atone for the sins he had committed.
But recalling Lu Qingtang's personal instructions, it seemed as if this matter was not a lie.
Just believe them once!
