Chapter 21: The king is in a bad mood to guess ten
The day passed quickly.
The white snow is flying with no intention of stopping.
It was so cold that people turned purple, and there were not many pedestrians on the streets.
After Sikong Ling sent Lan Qin to the Nusha National Villa, he went directly to Tianlao.
It seemed that after crossing the street, Feng Ruohen went there.
Last night, a group of assassins who entered the palace to assassinate the emperor were captured. Eighteen of them died, and two were left - half-dead.
The regent's method is... not to let these two people die too quickly.
If you fall into his hands, you can only seek death.
It's a pity that when Sikong Ling went there, he was using a large weapon on those two people~
The method was extremely cruel, and the punishment was horrifying to everyone who saw it.
The man I had met not long ago had a gloomy face at the moment, like a black stone sculpture without emotion.
It makes people wonder how to move him.
Even a woman like Lan Qin can make Sikong Ling, who is traveling around the world, sigh for her.
But in the eyes of their princes, just by giving him away casually, he was pushed to the prince of Nucha Kingdom.
Half a day passed, and one of the assassins finally died of unbearable torture.
The remaining one, who still has a lot of backbone, said nothing.
Sikong Ling used his brain instead of comparing himself to military generals, so naturally he couldn't stand those bloody scenes.
Being able to stay in the sky prison for half a day is already his limit.
As soon as he walked out of the cell and smelled the cold smell of white snow, he retched twice in discomfort, and then he was laughed at by Chu Jia beside him.
He hunched his back, held his knees with his hands and vomited for a long time without saying anything, when he heard footsteps behind him.
The mighty Chu Jia stood beside him, with his thick arms folded around him, and curiously asked without a general's demeanor, "I heard that the prince brought back a beautiful woman from the Flower House last night. Did you see it?"
His face was like that of an ordinary unruly citizen in the city.
Looking at him coldly, Sikong Ling sighed when talking about Lan Qin, "Beauty is beautiful, but it's a pity..."
He straightened up and waved his hands repeatedly. Now he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
Speaking of which, it seems that their regent is more ruthless, more hard-hearted, and even more cruel than Prince Nusha, and even more——