Chapter 315: The curtain (below)

"The core alchemist of the Privy Council?" Li was a little surprised. "Should

they not attend the enthronement ceremony?"

"It's a bit strange indeed." Xia Fan said in deep thought, "This historical

moment of walking from behind the scenes to the stage, the core members should

be all present."

The ideal situation is for the other party to walk around and not stay in

prison. The most unsatisfactory situation is that the second prince

temporarily strengthened the defense of the prison, so head-on will be

inevitable.

This prison is located in Dongcheng District and co-exists with the official

prison. Regardless of its structure or layout, it is much more formal than the

dungeon reconstructed from the basement of Jinxia City. If you want to enter

it, the first thing you must break through is the courtyard wall gate. There

are two watchtowers at the door, which can sound the alarm at the first time,

and inward are four stone-built bungalows. The southernmost one is a prison

dedicated to the Privy Council. Usually three to four alchemists are

stationed. However, considering that this is a drudgery, the rank of the

alchemist who is arranged here is basically not high, and it is not bad to

have the level of the fifth rank.

There is also a small barracks to the north of the prison for garrisoned

soldiers. According to the size, it is packed with about one or two hundred

people. In general, these manpower are definitely more than enough to deal

with escape or suppress prisoners, and the Privy Council does not need to

waste precious manpower here. After all, Shangyuan City is the capital of Qi

Kingdom, and few enemies can break through the heavy hinterland to threaten

here. This kind of "blind zone" in the imagination is also a place Xia Fan can

use.

But if there is an additional high-rank alchemist, it will undoubtedly add a

lot of variables to the action.

"The plan...is it going to be aborted?" Li hesitated and asked.

"It won't change for the time being." Xia Fan slowly shook his head, "The

enthronement ceremony is our best opportunity. If we don't act today, the risk

will only be greater in the future."

Da da.

Luo lightly knocked on the edge of the window, "There is a new situation."

"Call back later." Xia Fan ended the communication and refocused in the

direction of the prison. I saw another two-wheeled carriage approaching along

the street and slowly stopped by the front door of the prison.

The color scheme of this carriage is much more gorgeous, the top is golden,

the carriage is purple, and light blue clouds and swimming dragons are

embroidered around it. People who can use this kind of carriage are basically

related to the royal family.

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"What's the matter, even people in the palace come to visit the prison?" Xia

Fan frowned, "What wind is blowing today?"

After the horse stopped, the servant immediately brought a low stool and

placed it in front of the carriage.

The door of the carriage opened, and a man in a brocade robe and a Chinese

suit stepped out of the carriage.

"Who is this person?"

"I guess... maybe it's a certain royal heir?" Fang Yanni whispered, "This kind

of crimson auspicious cloud brocade robe can only be worn by those princes and

princes."

"Neither the prince, nor the second prince, but a man..." Xia Fan pondered,

"Could it be Ning Chunan, the fourth prince?"

As soon as he said the words, he felt a breath of air rolling towards him like

a wave.

Fang Yanni even shuddered and retracted her body-her insight into Qi is not as

sharp as Xia Fan, but she still noticed a hint of chill.

Although Luo's expression remained unchanged, the turbulent aura surrounding

her had already indicated her mood at the moment.

"What does he look like?"

"Thin, pale complexion, thin eyebrows and narrow eyes, with jade pendants

around the ears."

"It's probably him." Luo turned his head slightly, "Xia Fan..."

The latter gave an affirmative look, "If you are really the Fourth Prince, you

can do what you want."

...

The prison of the Privy Council was damp and cold, and the burning torches on

the wall could not dispel the coldness in the air. The flames swayed back and

forth in the darkness, drawing long shadows behind the chains and cage.

Compared to the hustle and bustle outside, this place seems to be another

world. The only things that can be heard occasionally are the crisp sound of

the whip falling on the body and the low screams.

Yu Linglong didn't like such a place.

Even if the shadow is always with her.

Passing through the iron gates, she came to the cell where Yan Qing was

detained.

"Open the door," Yu Linglong said to the jailer, "then go out."

"Big, my lord... This is probably a bit out of compliance..."

"Yes, it's not compliant at all," the shadow emerged from the ground, and said

in a deep voice through Yu Linglong's mouth, "but that's better than just

falling silently in the gutter one day."

The jailer swallowed and quickly took out the key.

"My lord, I'll be at the entrance of the passage. You can call me whenever you

want."

After the opponent retreated, Yu Linglong stepped into the cell.

Yan Qing raised her head when she heard the noise.

At this moment, she opened her hands and was hung and tied to a wooden frame.

The chains as weapons were removed and replaced by strong shackles.

Through the prison clothes, you can see the blood marks on her body. At the

same time, her fingers were swollen, and the joints showed a jet-black color;

the bare feet were missing most of the nails, and the blood dripped along the

fingers, and infiltrated into the cold slate.

Apparently she has been sentenced.

"It turned out to be you." Yan Qing glanced at Yu Linglong, then closed his

eyes, "You are not going to the ceremony, why are you here?"

"The enthronement ceremony does not require everyone to be present. It is the

result, not the process." Yu Linglong stepped forward, "It's you, why do you

want to conceal the second prince?"

Yan Qing was silent.

"I know you secretly sent news to Xia Fan and even helped him escape from

Shangyuan. This is nothing... at best it will only expel you from the core

circle. But why are you biting so hard and not letting go? Xia Fan and the

full account, it will not endanger their lives, and if you keep going like

this... Your Highness Ning will not give up easily."

"You speak carefully." The shadow drew closer, "Even though I know you are a

traitor, others don't. If your kind of persuasion is heard by those who are

interested, it will obviously leave hidden dangers."

"If someone heard it, wouldn't you just shoot him?"

"Simply put, this is a prison!" Shadow protested, "Furthermore, people are

inherently dead, why do you have to stick to yourself. Now the family has all

collapsed, and the heavenly servants are all in the hands of the Privy

Council. In the future, no matter the genius is angry If she is still a

partner in the fight together, I think there will be no shortage. I suggest

you treat it as if she doesn't exist anymore."

"Noisy, I don't listen."

"Hey, this is a good word, traitor!"

Yan Qing couldn't hear these conversations, and she smiled disapprovingly,

"I'm determined, you don't have to persuade you. This injury is nothing to

me."

"It's nothing right now, but what's next?" Yu Linglong clenched her fists.

"You know what the Privy Council does-such torture has no bottom line!"

Ning Qianshi was obviously also giving Yan Qing a chance to repent, but this

opportunity would not be given forever, and the methods of torture would

gradually increase, just as he did to Olena. When ordinary interrogation

methods are exhausted and magic techniques are added, the pain is definitely

not something ordinary people can bear.

Yu Linglong has no doubt about Yan Qing's will.

As a Qingjian with the old qualifications of the Privy Council, her heart is

undoubtedly strong, and she can imagine it even without letting it go in the

end. But that didn't change anything. The more she persisted, the more torture

she suffered. Even if these pains couldn't destroy her will, it was enough to

destroy her body.

She will eventually die in a cage.