That night, Feng Jiuge was forcibly chained and stayed in the cold interrogation prison until dawn.

Early in the morning, the door to the interrogation cell was opened.

She slowly opened her bloodshot eyes and looked up at the person who walked in.

Song Shuqi was dressed in flamboyant green, bright and beautiful, lining her smugness at this time.

"I also said that you are always as clean as a fairy, and now this embarrassing appearance really surprises me!" Song Shuqi walked in front of Feng Jiuge, stretched out her hand to puff away her messy black hair, looked at her and smiled, and spread a piece of paper in front of her, "See clearly, you have to draw on this piece of paper today." ”

Feng Jiu Ge raised his head and turned his face away.

Song Shuqi snorted lightly, "I know, you don't want to draw a charge, but I was ordered by the Queen Mother, and she instructed me to let you draw a charge no matter what means." ”

Feng Jiuge's beautiful eyes were gloomy and deserted.

The Queen Mother is really good at picking people.

If anyone wants to put her to death the most now, it must be Song Shuqi.

"Someone." Song Shuqi raised her voice and called.

After that, two middle-aged old ladies walked in, one of them carrying a mahogany plate with a bag of things on the plate.

"Serve the queen well until the queen is willing to confess and draw a charge." After Song Shuqi finished speaking, she walked to the wooden chair on the side and sat down.

After a few moments, Feng Jiu Ge understood their intentions.

Acupuncture!

Starting from her fingers, toes, and the most painful places on her body, this method does not cause death, does not leave much traumatic wounds, but it makes people feel painful, and it makes people want to live and not die!

In the interrogation cell, Feng Jiuge was locked on a shelf, her hands were clamped in a splint, and the slender needle pierced into her fingers fiercely, the pain was heart-wrenching with the piercing needle, and her ten fingers were soaked in piercing blood, and her face was as white as a dead person.

She trembled and bit her lip tightly until she tasted the sweetness of blood on the tip of her tongue and felt her consciousness still there, continuing to feel the pain that intensified again and again......

"Feng Jiuge, you are really a cheap bone, you are tortured like this but you don't say a word, I want to see how long you can carry it, you give me a little harder, how does it hurt!" Song Shuqi looked at Feng Jiuge, who had been gritting her teeth and carrying it silently, slapped the table angrily, and said loudly: "Come on, bring him in." ”

Who to bring in?

Hearing this, Feng Jiu Ge endured the pain and slowly looked up.

A familiar little figure came into view......

"Concubine! Aifei ...... Let her go...... Let go of her......" Shen Liche saw Feng Jiuge, his eyes widened, he bumped into the officers and soldiers who were grabbing him, and flew towards Feng Jiuge, pushing the two grandmothers beside Feng Jiuge away one by one, "Aifei, Aifei...... Does it hurt? Does it hurt? He wanted to touch her hand, but he was too frightened by her blood-stained hand to touch her easily, for fear that it would hurt her, "I'm sorry...... Is Ache bad...... It was Ah Che who hurt you and hurt your uncle......"

"Ah Che......" Feng Jiu Ge took a deep breath, and gently stroked his handsome little face with trembling hands, "You are a boy, don't shed tears easily, I, I don't hurt ......"

Shen Liche closed his eyes, and after a while, he opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Song Shuqi, "If you want to kill me, you will kill me, I will admit any crime, but it has nothing to do with other people, you can kill me!" ”