I won't deny it if I did it, and I don't have to admit it if I didn't do it. I didn't kill your family, so you have found the wrong person!"
What? Qian Duoduo still doesn't believe it. If he didn't do it, who else would know her identity? Sima Xuanyuan? Impossible, he wouldn't do such a thing.
Sima Muyun turned around again and pressed forward step by step: "Qian Duoduo, let me ask you, what is your intention of pretending to be the princess of Shuoyue Kingdom to come to get married? Is your Shuoyue Kingdom also partnering with Sima Xuanyuan?
I want the treasure of King Lanling."
The damn prince really knew about the treasure map. Qian Duoduo shook his head and said: "I told Sima Xuanyuan the same thing. I'm not a trickster. It's just that the princess of Shuoyue Kingdom doesn't want to marry Sima Xuanyuan.
My money is just for me to marry, I am just for the money and have no other intentions!"
Qian Duoduo now understood that if he wanted to survive in the hands of the prince, it would be better to tell the truth as much as possible. However, Sima Muyun was sinister and jealous and did not believe her words at all. He decided that there must be something between the two.
Something he didn't know about.
Sima Muyun sneered, lowered his head and waved towards the door, and a shirtless man walked in, holding various torture instruments and whips in his hands.
"I knew you wouldn't say it obediently, but it doesn't matter! I have a way to make you speak!" After Sima Muyun finished speaking, he winked at the big man, turned around and walked outside: "Spit out the words
Just come and report it to me!"
"Yes!" The big man bowed his head in response, turned around and walked towards Qian Duoduo, touched the whip in his hand, and said with a smile: "Princess, if you say that, it will save me some energy!"
Qian Duoduo stared at the whip in the man's hand with her big eyes. Oh my God, it still has iron thorns on it. She struggled and shouted wildly: "Wait a minute, Sima Muyun, you are using the death penalty indiscriminately."
, get back here!"
Damn Sima Muyun didn't respond at all. Could it be that he really left? Qian Duoduo sobbed at the top of his lungs: "Woo, help, someone come and save me! I'm innocent! I'm better than Dou E
Still more injustice!"
The big man listened to where she was crying and howling, and his eardrums were about to burst. He stretched out his hand and wanted to go up and slap her. He shouted patiently: "Shut up, you are making a lot of noise. Hurry up and tell the truth! Otherwise!"
Don't blame me for not having eyes on my whip."
"Oh, no, no, no!" Qian Duoduo shouted anxiously and quickly stopped. She turned around and asked with a smile: "Brother, what is your surname?"
What’s your surname? There are still people in this world who ask others their surname when they are being tortured. The man curled his lips and reluctantly snorted: “Your surname is Huang!”
"Hehe!" Qian Duoduo grinned: "Brother Huang, look at your hesitant eyes, thin beard, and confused eyes, my God, you are the one in my mind.
Pork Prince.”
Pig, Prince of Pork? This man was depressed. He bulged his eyes and was speechless for a long time. Qian Duoduo pretended to be pitiful and continued: "Brother Huang, look at you like this
How can a handsome and graceful man like the prince work for a snob like the prince? Let me tell you, he is a ruthless person. There is no benefit in working for him. The money you give is so little.
You are paid a certain amount of money, you are given a break every day, and then you are asked to torture others to extract confessions. This kind of physical work is so tiring!"