Chapter 81: His Legs Were Broken

Ling Fengyang gritted his teeth and endured for a long time before he spoke in a hoarse voice: "Loyal and Brave Marquis... I have an average relationship with him, but I have heard a lot about him in the past three years."

Ji Yucang's voice was indifferent: "Nan Zhao had a princess of the God of War. I heard that she was the wife of the Loyal and Brave Marquis. Is this princess still leading the army now?"

"No, she is no longer alive..." Ling Fengyang shook his head hesitantly, and suddenly his expression was startled. He couldn't help but think of Princess Pingyao, and a look of pain appeared in his eyes, "Princess Pingyao and I are engaged, she can't marry anyone else, I want to see her, I want to see her..."

"Princess Nan Zhao is no longer alive?"

"...Yes." Ling Fengyang's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, and every word revealed extreme pain, "I want to see Princess Pingyao..."

Ji Yucang asked: "What is the cause of death?"

"To the public... to the public, announce that she died of illness." Ling Fengyang took a deep breath, trembling his hands, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "But... but people in the know said that the wedding wine that the princess drank on the night of her wedding... was poisonous. Since that night, Nanzhao... Nanzhao has lost the God of War Princess."

"Really?" Ji Yucang's voice was wrapped in cold air, "If we count by time, it was after you went to Nanzhao that the God of War Princess married the Loyal and Brave Marquis, and then there was no news. The next news I heard was her death... Ling Fengyang, do you dare to say that you don't know about this?"

Ling Fengyang was shocked. He didn't understand how Ji Yucang could be so well-informed, and he didn't understand why he asked him since he knew that the God of War Princess was dead?

Ling Fengyang was already confused by the severe pain at this time. Otherwise, according to his usual sensitivity, he would definitely hear some unusual information from Ji Yucang's unusual words.

But at this time, his dizzy brain could only think of some superficial doubts - Ji Yucang was well-informed enough to know the princesses of other countries? Ling Fengyang was eager to see the emperor. Everything had to wait until he saw the emperor to be revealed, so he couldn't die yet, let alone become a cripple. He could only cooperate as much as possible, answering Ji Yucang's question in a trembling voice: "The death of Princess Nanzhao is a good thing for Yongguo..." Ji Yucang's eyebrows were cold: "Really?" Ling Fengyang didn't notice the change in his expression, gritted his teeth, took a breath, and nodded stiffly: "The princess has many elite soldiers and generals under her command. They... They have strong combat capabilities. Once the princess died, there was no leader... Those elites were split up and killed by the loyal and brave marquis..." "Ling Fengyang, this is not what I want to hear." Ji Yucang lowered his eyes, hiding the bloodthirsty luster in his eyes, "The death of the princess , did you contribute?" Ling Fengyang subconsciously wanted to nod, but his senses finally worked. He raised his head stiffly and looked at Ji Yucang with a pair of eyes blurred by cold sweat, his pupils shrank: "Regent...what does this mean?" "You entered Nanzhao as a military general, and the eldest princess got married and died later." Ji Yucang's voice was indifferent, "This should not be a coincidence." Ling Fengyang bit his tongue, and a terrible idea finally emerged in his mind: "You...do you know that eldest princess?" Ji Yucang did not answer this question, but just stared at him. stared at him, his eyes sinister and murderous: "Ling Fengyang, what agreement did you sign with the Emperor of Nanzhao? You help him get rid of the princess, and he protects you in Nanzhao?"

Fear arose in Ling Fengyang's heart: "Regent... Regent, who are you? How do you know the princess?"

"Or, the Emperor of Nanzhao wants to get rid of the princess, but is worried about the stability of the border, so he asked you to lead the army to fight for him?" Ji Yucang's voice became colder and colder, as if immersed in a cold pond and ice cellar, "For no reason, why does the Emperor of Nanzhao trust you so much? Just because of the edict of the previous emperor?"

Ling Fengyang was lost He screamed: "Who are you? What's your relationship with Nanzhao? How can the regent of Yong know so much about Nanzhao? You are not the regent of Yong at all. You are a fake identity, right? You are a spy from Nanzhao who sneaked into Yong, right? Ji Yucang, you... you have no right to interrogate me, I want to see the emperor! I want to see the emperor!"

Ji Yucang stood up and looked at him with an indifferent look, as if he was looking at an ant. He turned around and left in a moment, leaving only a cold and ruthless order: "Break his legs."

As soon as the voice fell, the jailer picked up the stick and hit his legs.

"Ah!" The shrill scream echoed in the prison, making people shudder.

Ji Yucang walked out of the cell with his hands behind his back, his figure was slender and his steps were steady.

Even if he stayed in a dirty and filthy place, he still exuded a noble and outstanding demeanor, making it impossible for people to associate him with the cold temper of crippling people's legs with a single sentence.

After coming out of the prison of the Ministry of Justice, Ji Yucang ordered Ling Feng to report to Princess Pingyao: "Tell Princess Pingyao that I just tortured Ling Fengyang. If she cares about what Ling Fengyang said, she can tell her the truth."

"Yes, I'll go now."

Ji Yucang entered Chonghua Palace and stepped into the emperor's bedroom as if he were in an empty space.

Ji Jin was still sitting in front of the couch reading a book as usual. He had been imprisoned for only two days, and he looked normal. He didn't look depressed or desperate, nor did he give up on himself.

But Ji Yucang's arrival was obviously beyond his expectations.

Ji Jin's fingers holding the book tightened imperceptibly, his eyes slightly raised, and his pair of black eyes stared at his noble eyebrows, and his first sentence was: "Did the emperor's uncle take the antidote?"

Ji Yucang walked to the seat next to him and said, "Your Majesty is so concerned about the antidote. Is there something wrong with it?"

Ji Jin looked calm: "Whether there is a problem or not, the emperor's uncle should know it in his heart."

Ji Yucang said calmly: "Today, Pingyao's wedding is here, and an uninvited guest came to the Princess's Mansion."

Uninvited guest?

Ji Jin's eyes were sharp: "Who is the emperor's uncle talking about?"

"Your Majesty can guess it yourself."

Ji Jin frowned, his heart suddenly jumped, and he knew who he was talking about in an instant.

"Where is he?"

"The prison of the Ministry of Justice." Ji Yucang did not hide it, "The king just ordered his legs to be broken."

Ji Jin's expression turned cold, and he stood up suddenly: "Uncle!"