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The palace maid tightly held onto the torture device. The pain of her four limbs being gripped by the torture device had penetrated her heart. After torturing her until now, she no longer had the strength to cry out, only moaning and groaning.

From the beginning of the torture until now, Bai Ruochen had never revealed Mu Qingye's whereabouts, and Mu Qingchen could not help but feel a little anxious.

Standing at the side, Su Wan'er glared at Bai Ruo Lan and said, ”Your majesty, I have a method to make the Empress speak the truth!”

”What method?”

”Adding salt and chili concoction into the water, a pampered person like the empress definitely won't be able to withstand it!”

Bai Ruo Lan's entire body was covered in wounds. She was rubbing salt and pepper all over the wounds. Wasn't this meant to make her die from pain?

”Su Wan'er, you'll die a horrible death!” Bai Ruo Lan's eyes widened.

She cast her gaze towards Mu Qingchen, and swore in front of her. She did not believe that Mu Qing Chen would agree to such a perverted request from Su Wan'Er to torture her.

It was a pity that Bai Ruochen was wrong. Mu Qingchen didn't have the slightest hesitation as he coldly spat out two words that pierced the bone, ”It's done!”

Very quickly, two buckets of water with salt water and chili powder were brought in. The water was all over her wounds, and the pain from the splashing of the water on her upper body was so excruciating that it pierced her heart like ants. Bai Ruolan originally didn't have the strength to moan from the pain, but because of the inhumane torture, she started to let out a shrill scream.

Mu Qingchen's expression did not change, but his voice was light, ”Tell me where Mu Qingye is, and I'll let you go!”

”I... I don't know! Your majesty! I really don't know! ”

”Splash again!” The cold voice of the palace maid continued to splash water on Bai Ruo Lan's body, her screams reverberating in the great hall.

In the end, he could not hold on and fainted!

After being unconscious for an unknown amount of time, Bai Ruo Lan slowly woke up, her entire body covered in injuries. She had only moved slightly, but the pain made her break out in a cold sweat.

He looked around with his lifeless eyes, and then a candle flame came in from outside the window and he found himself in an abandoned palace.

Her skin was torn and her flesh was torn, making her look even heavier. She was cold, hungry and in pain. She was truly begging for death.

From the distance, a sharp voice of a sage could be heard. ”It's always been a pity that men always have the will of a beautiful woman …”