Zhu Yijun was tied up with his hands and feet, and was thrown in the corner of a black-hole cabin like a livestock to be slaughtered, unconscious.

When he felt something twitching on his face, a long-lost feeling called "pain" stimulated him to slowly open his eyes.

While awakening, Zhu Yijun felt the back of his head still felt stuffy and painful, and he felt a little disgusted - he didn't know that this was the result of a concussion, and he didn't care about it - because his body and mind were deeply occupied by an emotion called "fear", and there was no room for other emotions to breed.

"Boy, you're awake." A calm voice came from his ears, and the voice was full of jokes, which made Zhu Yijun feel uncomfortable all over.

In his life, except for his mother and Zhang Juzheng who taught him back then, who dared to talk to him like this?

He has long been cured for his crime of deceiving the king.

However, at this moment, when he struggled hard, he found that he was still tied up tightly. The innate aura of domineeringness disappeared without a trace!

"Who are you?" Zhu Yijun tried his best to make his voice sound more courageous. "What are you going to do?"

Then he asked the third question, “Do you know who I am?”

"Haha, it's so funny." My face appeared in the darkness, and under the candlelight, "I just slept with Concubine Zheng, who is so bold than you, is there anyone else who is so bold?"

Zhu Yijun turned his head to look at the candlelight, and suddenly the air conditioning on his body was filled with air conditioning, "It's you!"

"Isn't it just a minister? Hahaha." I walked to him gently and sat down slowly on a small chair next to his lying body. "It seems that Your Majesty has a good look, and even such a fire can clearly see the appearance of a minister."

"Sun Qilan! What are you going to do? You are a death sentence! Death sentence! You want to kill nine clans! The nine clans are killed!" Zhu Yijun looked harsh and weak.

After hearing his words, I couldn't help but laugh, "Punish the Nine Clans? Xiao Zhu, tell me, where is my Nine Clans? Do you know?"

Zhu Yijun was suddenly stunned by my question and couldn't say a word.

I kicked him gently and said in a tone that seemed like a joke, "Originally, I had a father-in-law in Daming, but you got rid of it with your own hands. Tell me, should I thank you and give me the power to avoid being killed by the Nine Clans?"

The little emperor suddenly panicked, "It's not me! It's not me that I sent! I didn't send anyone to chase your father-in-law! I didn't send anyone to kill Li Zaixing, no! No!"

"No? How do you know it's a pursuit?" I asked with a smile on my face.

"I" Zhu Yijun had nothing to say, so he could only harden his teeth and harden it. "It was them who forced me to do this! It's not me, I didn't want to kill Li Zaixing!"

As he said that, he struggled hard, but the rope tanned by beef tendons was not so easy to break? Just because he was a guy who had emptied his body with wine and sex, it was simply a delusion to break the rope!

While struggling, Zhu Yijun shouted and let go of me, clearly trying to attract the attention of the outside world.

I didn't care about him and just watched him make a fuss. Sure enough, after only three minutes of making a fuss, this weak guy had no strength to make a fuss. He could only gasp, but he didn't dare to look at me.

"Continue! Why don't you continue? Humph." I smiled softly, stretched my feet on his shoulder, and kicked him up and lay on the ground with force.

"Look at this roof, does it feel strange? Can you guess where this is?" I asked leisurely, and the tone was like asking him "Do you want a cup of tea?" or "Are you hungry?"

Zhu Yijun pretended to be tough and gritted his teeth and didn't open his mouth. I waited for a while and kicked him in the face! But his tone was still calm.

"What will I ask you again? Did you not hear it clearly?" As I said that, I pulled out the light-swallowing sword and gently placed it on his cheek and ear. "If the ears are useless, donate it! Keep it for a waste."

"I heard clearly! I heard clearly! I heard clearly!" Zhu Yijun answered quickly, but his head was steadily moving and did not dare to move, for fear that if a little move, my sword blade would cut his delicate skin.

"If you hear it clearly, then answer." I chuckled softly, "Don't say I don't know. Once the answer is wrong, I will chop off one of your fingers. After chopping your fingers, chopping your toes, and then where you chop it, it depends on my mood."

"You dare! I am the emperor! Oh my god!" Before Zhu Yijun finished speaking, he was screaming sharply by a violent pain on his left hand.

The sound was like killing a pig, but it was not so loud, sharp, like a tortured cardamom girl. It only made me feel funny, but there was no slight pity.

"Does it hurt? It's just a ring finger, right? Of course, if it hurts really, just scream hard. It feels better when it hurts. I will be prepared when it hurts later." I gently turned my head and tried to parallel to Zhu Yijun.

"Haha, are you still wearing makeup? Why are there two pink marks on your face when you cry?" I couldn't help but smile again.

"Don't hurt me! I can give you anything!" Zhu Yijun suddenly found a breakthrough. "I'll give you an official position! The highest official position! The chief assistant! You can do it! OK? If you manage this country, you must be stronger than your second uncle! OK?"

"Haha." I smiled and didn't say anything.

Zhu Yijun thought that his temptation had been effective, so he immediately beat the snake and took the stick with him, "Money! Beauty! Status! Power! Can I give you everything you want! OK?"

I lowered my head and looked at his eyes coldly. The fire shone inexplicably on one side of my cheek. "Can you give me whatever I want?"

"Yes! I can give it to you! You are a famous wise minister in the world, and I will not treat you very much!" Zhu Yijun continued to throw the bait.

"Okay, I want the dead father-in-law to resurrect. I have only this requirement. Don't let the person I love cry sadly, even if I give you money. Can you do it?" My voice was as cold as it came from Jiuyou, which made Zhu Yijun, who was in severe pain, shivered!

"Qi Lan! Listen to me, this is really a misunderstanding! Li Zaixing, Lord Li is really not sent by me!" Zhu Yijun shouted again, crying and tears flowing.

This time I cut a thumb.

"Is it interesting to say this? Xiao Zhu, you know you will die today, so why bother with these words?" I looked at him with a pity, "Emperor? Haha, this is also a night that has been famous in history."

"No! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'm sorry to you! Qi Lan, I'm sorry to you! I'll compensate you! I'll compensate you ten times, a hundred times! Compensation!" Zhu Yijun knew that there was no room for turning around, and cried so hard that he kept starting to sell miserable things.

"My child is only four or five years old. I still have a huge country to protect. You can't kill me! If you kill me, the world will be in turmoil and the people will live in poverty! Is this what you want to see? Is it what your second uncle Zhang Juzheng and Zhang Taiyue want to see?"

"Ah! Yes! Can you still use the principle of being a big shot? I really have an idea." I couldn't help but give Zhu Yijun a thumbs up. "I'm sure I grew up in intrigue since I was a child, and I still haven't forgotten to use power."

Zhu Yijun wanted to speak to defend himself, but I stopped him by "shhhh".

"You are useless to say these things now, Xiao Zhu. Some things can be regretted, and some things cannot be regretted." I said to Zhu Yijun lightly, "When you sent the Jinyiwei to kill my father-in-law and wife, did you ever think that there would be today?"

Zhu Yijun was speechless. He didn't know how to answer my question. When I saw him like this, I suddenly felt angry and waved his hand. Zhu Yijun's right hand had two fingers cut off with the knife!

"Ah!" He screamed shrillly and rolled on the ground in pain. I looked at him expressionlessly, and when his voice was a little lighter, he said softly, "If I had known today, why would I have to be the beginning? This is just paying off my debt."

As I said that, I mentioned the Light Sword again, "Just come here, I'm not in the mood to go with you anymore. Let's go all the way! When I get there, remember to kowtow to my second uncle and my old father-in-law and confess my guilt!"

"No! Sun Qilan! You can't kill me! You are the crime of regicide, and you will be punished by God!" Zhu Yijun shouted at the top of his lungs, his head full of a mixture of sweat and tears.

"I am willing to avenge my father and be punished by God!" I said with gritted teeth, and the light-swallowing sword in my hand was about to fall to his neck!

"No! Don't kill me! Don't!" Zhu Yijun closed his eyes and made his last effort.

Zhu Yijun, the thirteenth emperor of the Ming Dynasty, the son of Emperor Muzong of Ming Dynasty, and the longest-reigning emperor in history, is about to die under my sword!

I don’t know if I’m creating history or ending it, I don’t care!

However, just as the tip of my sword was about to reach my body, I suddenly remembered something and immediately stopped the sword force. The sword edge stopped two millimeters above his carotid artery. The sharp sword wind had cut through the skin on the neck and oozed out a trace of blood!

Zhu Yijun lay on the ground in tears, panting and looking at me, as if wondering why I suddenly stopped taking action.

I looked coldly at Zhu Yijun, who was lying on the ground and gasping for breath, and was pale, and felt thoughtful.

If you just kill him like this, would you be too kind to him? Only by making him live worse than death is the greatest punishment for him!

Thinking of this, I raised my sword body and chuckled and said, "I won't kill you!"

Zhu Yijun was so scared that he was incontinent, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

When he was on the ground, he trembled and said in a trembling voice, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Please, you want to kill me!"

I nodded, "Don't worry, I said I wouldn't kill you if I don't kill you!"

In Zhu Yijun's eager eyes, I said coldly, "Because killing you is so cheap! I want you to spend the rest of your life to repent! To atone for all you have done!"

As he said that, while Zhu Yijun was stunned, I swung my sword between his legs with a "swish"!

"Click!"

"ah!!!"

Accompanied by the sound of cracking silk, Zhu Yijun screamed at the top of his lungs and fainted in pain, without any more noise.

"Hmph." I looked at Zhu Yijun's bloody legs and sneered continuously. "From now on, you can only be a useless person! I want you to live in this pain for the rest of your life! People are not like humans, and ghosts are not like ghosts! Repent!"
Chapter completed!