His appearance was gentle but with a sense of oppression, which sent chills down one's spine like falling into a cold pool in winter. Wen Ruoqi's eyelids trembled, but they remained taut and did not open.
It's really ironic. When he was dominating the court, Yu Xiheng was just a small household minister. Only a short time later, he became his prisoner.
Wen Ruoqi laughed at himself in his heart, but kept his mouth shut tighter.
His look like a dead pig that was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water really made King Yi laugh out loud. His eyes were clearly ruthless, like a wild cheetah on the grassland.
"good."
King Yi took out an iron whip full of barbs from a large tank soaked in salt water. His cold and fierce face was filled with evil spirits, "Master Wen has the talent."
The next moment, he waved the iron whip with his powerful arm, and the fine iron clashed with a dull sound, making a hunting cry as it passed through the air, and finally landed heavily on Wen Ruoqi's body.
The prison uniform on his body was hooked on the iron whip along with his skin and flesh, and there were pieces of flesh attached to each barb. The pain when he pulled it out made Wen Ruoqi twitch all over.
As soon as the whip came down, he lay on the ground lingering like a half-dead wild dog, making a huffing sound from his mouth.
Yu Xiheng looked at him condescendingly, with a cold and cold expression that seemed a bit compassionate when paired with his face.
But in fact, there was no warmth in his eyes, and his eyes were cold.
He lowered his eyes and placed his fingers on the file, but suddenly a young girl's childish and worried voice came to his ears.
[Who was shouting just now? Daddy is not in danger! 】
Yu Xiheng's calm state suddenly disappeared at this moment.
He quickly stood up and wanted to tell King Yi to take care of the dirty things in the room, but faster than him was the little hand of Juan Juan pushing the door open.
"Creak-" The wooden door slowly opened, and two little guys popped up at the door.
Yu Xiheng and Yi Wang froze at the same time, both looking at the two little guys who seemed to have accidentally barged in with a somewhat stiff expression.
When he opened the door, the smell of blood in the room was so strong that it made Juan Juan feel breathless.
She only saw bright red blood on the ground, and various torture instruments with a cold light in the room, many of which had some dried blood drops on them.
Juanjuan subconsciously worried whether her father was in danger. Her starry eyes froze and she stumbled over, her milky voice mixed with deep worry.
"Daddy~ are you okay! Juanjuan is worried about you~"
The little guy bumped into Yu Xiheng's leg like a little rabbit, then hugged his thigh and looked up with tears in his eyes.
Wing King: The feeling of wanting to steal my daughter has reached its peak at this moment.
Yu Xiheng's heart tightened, and he hurriedly bent down and picked her up with his big hands. There was a bit of worry and panic in his eyes, "Why is Juan Juan here? Are you scared?"
Such a dirty scene shouldn't be seen by Juan Juan.
Juan Juan shook his head, his big eyes clear, "Juan Juan is not afraid."
[Daddy must be punishing the bad guys, Juan Juan won’t be afraid! 】
Yu Xiheng's heart finally relaxed. He lowered his eyes and touched Xiaojuan's soft and white face, with a gentle expression.
"So good."
King Yi looked on with jealousy, and his voice was sour, "Uncle has been standing here for a long time. Didn't Juanjuan see uncle?"
The lonely expression on his face made Juanjuan smile sheepishly.
Jiang Sui'an: "..." I've been standing here for a long time, no one cares about me?
King Yi finally found his lonely son and waved.
Jiang Sui'an pursed his lips implicitly and called, "Father."
The next moment, a loving slap from his father fell on his head. King Yi lowered his voice, "If you don't want to go anywhere, bring Juan Juan here, and I will deal with you when you go back!"
Jiang Sui'an covered his head and watched with tears in his eyes as his father turned around and walked to Juan Juan and tried his best to make her laugh.
Father's love will not disappear, it will only transfer.
It was obvious that his father's love had been transferred to Juanjuan.
But it doesn't matter, Juanjuan is so cute, she deserves it!
After all, the blood in the torture chamber was too strong. Yu Xiheng pinched Juanjuan's soft and white face and asked her warmly, "Can you let the brother outside take you two home to play?"
He didn't want Juanjuan to stay in a place like this for too long.
"Is daddy working?"
Juan Juan turned to look at the files on the desk. When he wanted to look at the person lying on the ground, Yu Xiheng gently pulled his head away.
His eyebrows were soft, "Yes, this is the job of adults. Children will have nightmares after watching it at night."
Wen Ruoqi, who was on the ground, was beaten half to death by a whip. He knelt on the ground in an awkward posture. Hearing the sound of talking and laughing above him, his red eyes looked through the messy hair stained with blood.
The man who was cold-blooded just now now looked as gentle as spring breeze.
Wen Ruoqi thought to himself, why could they still be happy when he was fished out of Wenxiang Nephrite and fell from heaven to hell overnight? Half of his life was lost just in the laughter of these two people. .
He stared at the little girl with his eyes, as if he wanted to carve her image into his bones.
Juanjuan didn't turn his head, but he could feel the malicious look behind him.
King Yi's face was slightly cold, he stepped over in two steps, kicked him on the shoulder, and said in a cruel voice, "Wen Ruoqi, you'd better stop worrying about him."
【Um? Wen Ruoqi. 】
Juanjuan's eyes widened slightly, feeling quite shocked.
[Isn’t Wen Ruoqi the imperial concubine’s brother? Why are you here? Are you beaten like this by Uncle Jiang? 】
She wondered wildly in her mind, [Could it be that his business official was found out? Or corruption? Or is it rebellion? 】
The gentle smile at the corner of Yu Xiheng's mouth froze for a moment, and where Juan Juan couldn't see, his eyes suddenly darkened.
The mismatched account was finally found.
He carried Juan Juan out and put a lot of food for the two little guys in the empty room next door.
He doesn't know what Jiang Sui'an is like, but he knows his daughter Mo Ruofu. With these things around, Juan Juan will definitely be at peace for a while.
Sure enough, as soon as he put down the roll, the little guy walked up to the pastry with bright eyes.
"There is water here. Eat slowly. Daddy will pick you up when he is done." Yu Xiheng poured a glass of water and held it until it was no longer hot before handing it to her.
Juan Juan nodded with a 'hmm', a little vaguely, "Daddy, go get busy~"
Yu Xiheng smiled with crooked eyes and closed the door when leaving.
Jiang Sui'an sat next to him and naturally took over Yu Xiheng's job, responsible for pouring water for Juan Juan.
He held his chin and murmured to himself, "What do you think my father and your father are busy with?"
"Break Yin!" Juan Juan puffed his cheeks and raised his head.
[The Wen family robs people of their money, the Wen family is evil!
Daddy beats Wen Ruoqi, hello daddy! 】
Jiang Sui'an resisted the thought of poking the moving cheek and forcibly averted his gaze.
