flstandardbreds Chapter 190 Torture
Chapter 190 Torture
The two yamen runners looked at each other, and a trace of pity arose in their hearts.
They are insignificant and have little influence, even Lord Li is helpless, let alone them.
As the drawstring continued to tighten, the pain that shook the flesh and bones spread from the finger bones, causing the whole body to tremble.
She clenched her teeth tightly, her whole face twisted due to excessive force, tears welled up in her eyes, and finally she could not hold on any longer and let out a shrill scream.
Blood seeped out from between her fingers, and Jiang Li seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking.
She had never felt a quarter of an hour pass so slowly, and even the pain seemed to be infinitely stretched, with no end in sight.
Li Chengyin clenched his fingers on the table and watched the woman being tortured in the hall.
She could no longer hold on.
The strands of hair on his forehead were wet with cold sweat, and strands of them stuck to his cheeks.
His already pale face became even more like white paper after the severe punishment, as if it would break if touched by a finger.
Li Chengyin couldn't bear to watch any longer and had to turn away.
“Stop it, my king!”
With a roar, a man in a dark green brocade robe rushed into the hall like a gust of wind and pushed away the two yamen runners who were carrying out the execution.
Jiang Li could no longer hold on, her body softened and she fell to the ground.
Her ten fingers were swollen, red and purple, and bleeding.
Even though the punishment had stopped, the thin body was still shaking.
"girl--"
Luo Zhi cried and helped her up, letting her lean on her arms.
"Jiang Li, can you still hold on?"
The tears in Jiang Li's eyes had not yet faded, and she could only see a vague figure of a man in her blurred vision.
But from the voice, she knew it was the third prince Xiao Wencong.
"...Third Prince, why are you here?"
Her vision gradually became clear, and she glanced at the Third Prince in surprise, then looked at Luo Zhi behind her.
Luo Zhi lowered her head with a guilty look on her face.
"You..." Jiang Li was so angry that she couldn't speak, "Who allowed you to act on your own?"
"But girl," Luo Zhi choked up, "look at what you have become..."
Jiang Li closed her eyes powerlessly.
The Third Prince came to save her at all costs. How would the Crown Prince and the Second Prince feel about this behavior?
This matter involves party disputes, and even the slightest disturbance is enough to make them alert.
Then, all the disguise of the romantic prince that Xiao Wencong had shown in front of the public for many years was completely wasted because of her!
As expected, Han Yunning stood outside the door, full of doubts.
Jiang Li and the Third Prince did not have much interaction, so why would Jiang Li's maid tip off the Third Prince?
And why would this idle prince come specially to help?
Han Yunning narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of deep meaning flashed in his eyes.
Jiang Li straightened up and trembled as she held up the complaint. "My daughter... has been punished. Please... Sir Li, present this complaint and evidence... to His Majesty..."
"No!" Han Yunning interrupted loudly, "Miss Jiang's punishment lasted less than a quarter of an hour, and was interrupted by the Third Prince. In this case, we should start over again."
Only then did Xiao Wencong realize that there was an acquaintance standing outside the door.
The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing his uninhibited smile, "I don't know why Concubine Ning came to Jingzhao Yin instead of playing with birds and embroidering flowers in the palace to please the emperor?"
"Oh, by the way, does Father know that you are here to watch the fun today?"
Han Yunning's expression changed slightly.
She lied today that her father was ill, and was only allowed by Emperor Hongyang to leave the palace to visit him.
If His Majesty found out that she was lying, he would probably have to go to great lengths to explain herself.
But how to explain it to His Majesty was her business. It was not the right of an unpopular prince to make open and indirect sarcasm here.
"I am really curious. The Third Prince and Miss Jiang seem to have no contact with each other. Why is he willing to help today?"
Han Yunning chuckled and said jokingly, "Could it be that the Third Prince and Miss Jiang have some unknown connection?"
The people of Jiangdu City have more or less heard about the rumors about Duke Jingguo's adopted sister.
However, previous rumors were mostly about her affair with the second son of Wenchang Marquis, as well as some obscure matters between her and her sworn brother.
I have never heard of any relationship between her and the third prince.
As soon as Han Yunning said this, the people suddenly realized what was going on and started whispering to each other.
"I heard that the Third Prince is also a romantic and suave man. Could it be that he is also interested in this girl from the Jiang family?"
"Don't talk nonsense. In my opinion, they are not a good match. I once saw Miss Jiang and the second son of the Luo family playing together in Xing'anfang. They were quite a good match."
"Well...Mr. Luo is now a royal consort, why are you still bringing this up!"
"Hush, don't speak so loudly..."
A man lowered his voice and said, "Didn't you see the real master coming? How dare you talk nonsense? Be careful or the prince consort will tear your mouths apart!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, and sure enough, the second young master of the Luo family pushed through the crowd with an anxious look on his face and stood at the front.
The hall was full of people, except for her, who was kneeling alone.
Her back was as thin as a piece of paper, as if a gust of wind could easily blow her down.
Although he tried his best to straighten his back, he could still feel that his slender shoulders were trembling slightly.
Luo Cheng clenched his fists tightly, his heart filled with regret.
After all, he was a step late.
Xiao Wencong did not answer Han Yunning's words, but glanced at her meaningfully and said,
"Ningpin, you are not deliberately making things difficult for Duke Jingguo's sister just because he doesn't like you and broke off the engagement with you, right?"
He pretended to be surprised, his tone full of sarcasm, "Could it be that you still..."
Han Yunning was furious, his chest heaving violently.
She never expected that Xiao Wencong would be so disregarding of her status and humiliating her in front of everyone.
He even dared to imply that she was fickle and unfaithful to her husband.
"Okay, very good!"
She gritted her teeth secretly, and her angry eyes swept over Xiao Wencong, and then glanced at Jiang Li, whose face was as pale as paper.
Her hands were obviously disabled. Since her goal had been achieved, there was no point in continuing to pester her.
Han Yunning suppressed the anger in her heart and forced a sneer at the corner of her mouth, "Good sister, we have a long time to go, and we will have a chance to meet again in the future."
Xiao Wencong helped Jiang Li up from the ground. Her body was shaky and her face was as pale as death.
"Empress Ning, God is watching what we do. Do you believe that there is retribution in this world?" Jiang Li asked.
"Of course I believe it. Isn't today your retribution?"
Han Yunning smiled lightly and glanced at Xiao Wencong.
"I still have to praise you. You are really good at it. I think all the important people in Jiangdu City like you, my sister."
"Ah……"
Jiang Li swallowed the blood in her throat and said, "Of course, she cannot be compared with the queen. The queen is now the favorite of His Majesty. Looking at the entire Jiangdu City, who can compare to His Majesty?"
Han Yunning already understood the sarcasm in her words.
It was just a momentary flattery, and she was too lazy to argue with him any more, so she left with a group of people in a huff.
Li Chengyin stepped forward and took the complaint from her.
Jiang Li said weakly: "Lord Li, please take a look at this article "On the Three Sins of the King"..."
"I have read this little poem."
Jiang Li shook her head slightly and said firmly, "No, you can see there is a signature at the bottom of this poem. The font of the name is obviously different from the font of the poem above. It is obvious that they are not written in the same style."