Chapter 39 (1/2)
Chapter 39: History's most powerful torture (Part 1)
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First thing in the morning, news have already spread throughout the palace about the a.s.sa.s.sin. Yan Ran not wanting to waste time having someone prepare him a meal grabbed something that was readily available and burning with impatience rushed over to the palace. Unexpectedly, right as he entered he was received by the cold expressionless Feng Tingye who seemed to be stuck in a world of injustice.
Looking at the desperate person suspended on the shelf, Yan Ran gave out a whistle of delight. He laughed and smiled insincerely, clicking his tongue: ”Your Majesty, this time your move is rather vicious. Seeing this a.s.sa.s.sin's delicate state, I'm afraid if he doesn't die then in the future he will definitely become handicapped.”
Feng Tingye looked at his infuriating expression, coldly smiling: ”Grand Tutor, at this time you can still have such a sympathetic heart? Not even stating the fact that Zhen had not even lifted a single finger, what if it was Zhen who had beaten him to this state? For him to become like this was a punishment well deserved.”
”Ah, you haven't even laid a single finger on him? Then how did he become this injured?” Yan Ran looked at the a.s.sa.s.sin who looked like he was beaten half to death, asked in surprise.
Feng Tingye didn't reply. It was Leng Ruofeng who was looking pensive that was the one who interjected. ”Earlier when I was entering the palace, I vaguely heard some maids bring up that when His Majesty encountered the a.s.sa.s.sin last night, he was together with Consort Qing.”
”Together with Consort Qing? If it wasn't His Majesty who took action, could it be Consort Qing? This a.s.sa.s.sin no matter how you look at him doesn't seem to be weak at all. Consort Qing with her tiny physique was capable of injuring him to this state. She really hid her strengths well. You really can't judge a book by its cover!” After speaking Yan Rans face changed slightly, then cautiously looked over to the not so distant Feng Tingye. No wonder that certain someone had such an unsightly face. It was probably because he just discovered that the little kitten on his pillow who he raised aas actually a life threatening female tiger. His mind must be struggling with some pent up frustrations.
Yan Ran's gaze was too obvious. Being friends for so many years, Feng Tingye had long ago already had a good grasp of his thoughts. Too lazy to care to explain the situation, he directly turned his back on him, ignoring his gooseb.u.mp raising sympathetic gaze.
Shao Zitang stared coldly at that certain someone who was currently indulging themselves in their fantasies, then walked forward a few steps. Pinching his eyebrows together while glancing over at the a.s.sa.s.sin a few times, he spoke in a profound manner. Yan Ran, are your two eyes grown on the top of your head? Look at the a.s.sa.s.sin's pale complexion and weak vitality. From head to toe, he is covered with sweat, not to mention he would have small twitches from time to time. It is clear that he has the signs of Qi deviation. Have all these years of practicing martial arts been all just in vain for you that you couldn't even tell?!”
”Qi deviation?” Yan Ran stared blankly for a moment. After resembling a person who had just thought of something, the smile on his face for some unknown reason stiffened. Then giving out a hollow laugh, he turned towards Feng Tingye's direction: ”Your Majesty, yesterday night when the a.s.sa.s.sin appeared, it couldn't be that Consort Qing was… in the midst of playing the zither for you to enjoy could it?”
When these words were spoken, the two people at the side face changed. They immediately turned towards Feng Tingye.
Bestowing him a look of disapproval, he gave him a knowing smile. ”Of course not.”
Just when the several people there were about to let out a breath of relief, he added: ”Merely, it was even more dreadful than that.”