"Ladies of the palace, it's late at night, don't linger on the streets"

The voice of the white-clothed national teacher became farther and farther away as the carriage ran.

All the martial artists are all guests invited by Zhao Feiyu with a lot of money, and all of them are not weak in martial arts, among which Yu Feng is the most powerful and the oldest, at the age of seventy-nine.

"Senior Yu, why is the national teacher of the Great Liang Dynasty so young?" The swordsman was puzzled, this was the first time he had seen the true face of the national teacher.

"Yes, this national teacher looks younger than me," the other warriors exclaimed.

The old man looked at the corner of the market, which was the direction in which the carriage had left.

"Hey, I don't know much about the old man, I only know that this national teacher has lived for hundreds of years."

"Hundreds of years?" Everyone gasped.

……………………

In a room in an inn in Beijing, Zhao Feiyu was tied to the bed by Wuhuada, his upper body was naked, and his lower body was only wearing a small white shorts.

Yakumo was on the other side of the room, not knowing what she was tinkering with.

"Girl, did you recognize the wrong person? But this king has no impression of you at all."

She didn't look back, and replied with a smile: "It's okay not to be impressed, just answer me honestly and answer a question."

"Please Say"

Zhao Feiyu seemed to be intimidated, put down his dignity as a prince, and his tone was much kinder.

Of course, it is also possible to be acting.

"A year ago, what happened in the Moon Cloud Palace?"

"A year ago, Moon Cloud Palace?" Zhao Feiyu's smile suddenly froze on his face, and he looked at Yakumo Zi with a frown.

"Who are you?"

"You don't have to know who I am, answer honestly, I will naturally let you go, but if you lie, the consequences will be very serious."

At this time, Yakumo Murasaki finally turned around, and she was playing with a strange short knife in her hand, the tip of which was curved.

Zhao Feiyu was shocked when he saw this, how could he not know what this thing was.

The special equipment of the clean room, the caster.

This woman wants to make this king the queen?

In ancient times, it was emphasized that filial piety was emphasized, and among the unfilial piety, no queen was great.

There is nothing cruel that makes a man cut off his children and grandchildren.

"What? Yu Wang Ye also knows this knife? Yakumo's tone was full of ridicule.

"You're threatening this king?" Zhao Feiyu stared at her coldly.

"Huh"

Yakumo sneered, threw away the cloth that wiped the knife, and came to the bed.

"You can not accept it, and I will not kill you, but it's a pity that there will be rumors in the capital tomorrow that the famous Yu Wang Ye has become a eunuch"

"You !!"

"How? Lord Yu, do you say it or not? Yakumo rubbed the gelding knife against his chest, and then slowly descended to his navel.

Zhao Feiyu's whole body trembled, he took a big breath of cold air, his face was like charcoal, and it was black.

As for whether what he said is true or not, I don't care, isn't there a system, as long as the task prompt appears, it's basically the truth.

"Lord Yu, it's okay if you don't speak" Seeing that Zhao Feiyu didn't say a word, the caster slid down again.

"Stop, this king said" Zhao Feiyu was a little panicked.

"That's right," the corners of his mouth under the curtain raised slightly.

The gelding stopped sliding, but didn't leave, and if he was playing any tricks, he would have gone down to that place.

A year ago, Zhu Yurong's personal palace maid pretended to be the palace maid of Yueyun Palace, and intercepted Zhao Feiyu, who had just left the early dynasty, on the way, saying that Liu Yun'er had something to discuss.

Zhao Feiyu has never been interested in him, the woman of the imperial brother, but he is also very curious about what Liu Yun'er is looking for him, so he followed him to Yueyun Palace.

He was taken to the dormitory, but found Liu Yun'er struggling on the bed, looking very painful.

Zhao Feiyu stepped forward to check, and was hugged by Liu Yun'er and rolled on the bed, dry firewood, lonely men and widows on the same bed, and something embarrassing happened.

"What? Did you have a fish and water at that time? Yakumo Zi exclaimed.

"This king is also a man, how can he endure that kind of scene painting?"

Yakumo Zi stared at the man on the bed tightly, trying to find a hint of lying, but the latter was not false at all, and glared back at her domineeringly.

Forget it, whether it's true or not, leave it to the system to confirm.

She raised the gelding.

"You've gone back on your word?" Zhao Feiyu's face turned pale in fright, and he roared angrily.

Yakumo Zi ignored him, and as soon as the gelding fell, it did not land in that place, but on his chest.

The caster cut blood marks on his chest, and carved a word on his chest alive.

"Silver"

"Lord Yu, don't move, be careful that the wound will be deeper if your hand slips"

Zhao Feiyu's face was hideous, as if he was evil, glaring at her.

If the eyes could kill, Yakumo Purple would be enough to die hundreds of times.

After a few minutes, Yakumo Murasaki put down the castration and looked at this masterpiece of hers, very satisfied.

"Okay, this word will be given to you for free, don't thank me"

"If you have the guts, kill this king, or you will regret it"

Yakumo Zi smiled and didn't answer, she was waiting for the system's prompt.

This has already been punished, and it depends on whether what this guy just said is true.

If the message is complete, this is true, if not, then it means that it is nonsense.

After more than ten minutes, the system still did not sound the prompt, it seems that Zhao Feiyu is indeed lying.

"Lord Yu" Yayun Zi raised the castration knife and inserted it directly between Zhao Feiyu's legs, looking at him with slightly squinted eyes.

"You...... It doesn't seem to be honest with you."

"This King's Sentence Is True"

Zhao Feiyu didn't have a trace of surprise on his face, so that Yakumo Zi couldn't catch the slightest suspicion.

"Is it true? Scold! Don't talk this nonsense with Zaixia, if the prince doesn't tell the truth again, then ............ Xia" As he spoke, Yakumo Zi's gaze shifted to the bottom and let out an eerie laugh.

Zhao Feiyu didn't understand it very much, and he couldn't figure it out, obviously his statement was completely reasonable, why did this woman insist that it was a lie?

"Lord Yu!!"

"Ben Wang...... This king ...... "Zhao Feiyu has repeated it several times, and he is still unwilling to tell the truth about a year ago.

Yakumo was furious, grabbed his white shorts, and slowly took them off.

"Bold!" Zhao Feiyu was shocked and then furious, raised his right foot and kicked her head.

Yakumo stretched out her left hand and grabbed his foot very easily.

"Lord Wang, why do you need to resist? Isn't it good to be honest and tell the truth? ”

With that, she tied the two feet together with another piece of rope.

"As a woman, you are simply shameless, let go of this king quickly"

"Lord Wang, the material of this rope is constantly being pulled by me, you better don't bother, ask one last time, do you tell the truth?"

"This King is Never Threatened by Anyone"

"Row"

Yakumo Zi didn't bother to speak, and directly pulled out the last fig pants.

"Huh~" Someone looked disgusted.

"Lord Wang, the capital is good"

(End of chapter)