Chapter 993

Zhao Xu is standing at the door of the cell. She is accompanied by a Taoist who is wearing Taoist clothes and holding the dust.

Zhao Xu hears Zhou Guiren's mouth nagging. He doesn't know who he is talking to.

Zhao Xu looked around the cell, only to see Zhou Guiren alone, but now Zhou Guiren is obviously talking to someone.

Zhao Xu's eyes fixed on Zhou Guiren.

This woman really has a secret. Zhao Xu's heart beat faster, and she was a little nervous and expectant.

"Zhou Guiren." Zhao Xu shouts, Zhou Guiren slowly turns around, sees Zhao Xu, rushes towards Zhao Xu immediately, but is stopped by the iron bar.

"Emperor, please believe in concubines. Concubines really didn't poison you, not to mention assassins. Emperor, how can you believe in concubines?"

Zhou Guiren is very frightened. The system says that she will be abandoned. Now she is charged with regicide. If Zhao Xu doesn't believe her, she will die!

How long has she been in ancient times? What is the emperor's ultimate love, unconditional love, gorgeous love of the Imperial Palace, what is the life of a couple.

Zhou Guiren has forgotten that she just wants to live and live. She just wants to be her original self and Zhou Ningning.

The development of things is not the same as she imagined, but also different from the system plan.

"Tell me all your secrets, and I'll believe you. Tell me." Zhao Xu looks at Zhou Guiren through the iron bars.

"Secret, what secret?" Zhou Guiren's eyes twinkled.

Zhao Xu sneered, "not honest at all?"

"Taoist priest, look at this woman?" Zhao xuchao's Taoist priest asked, "see what kind of monster she is."

The Taoist priest with a long beard looked at the noble Zhou and asked, "what about the eight characters of the noble's birthday?"

Zhao xuchao's father-in-law raised his chin. He took out a piece of paper and handed it to the Taoist.

The Taoist pinched the eight characters of the birthday on the note and bowed to Zhao Xu. "Emperor, the real dignitary Zhou is dead. This dignitary Zhou is just returning his soul from the dead, and his body is occupied by ghosts."

When hearing this, Zhou Guiren sat on the ground with a soft body and straight eyes. Then he cried out in panic: "emperor, concubines are not ghosts alone. Concubines are Zhou Ningning. Concubines are really Zhou Ningning."

"Tell me, what's your secret?" Zhao Xu asked lightly, "I asked the palace maid of Lenggong to tell her about Zhou Ningning's appearance, and let the painter draw it. Zhou Ningning is not like you at all."

"It looks like, but it's not the same person." Zhao Xu stared at Zhou Guiren. "How did you become like this?"

"My concubines have always been like this." Zhou Guiren shook his head in panic. "Concubines haven't changed at all."

Zhao Xu breathed a sigh, tut a, "toast do not eat fine wine, drag out the punishment."

"Emperor..." Zhou Guiren was dragged out by the bodyguard and tied to the cross.

Zhou Guiren struggled hard, and his face became more frightened.

"Say it, and suffer less." Zhao Xu's eyes scanned the torture tools in the room, stretched out his hand and held the iron in the charcoal basin, and dialed the red charcoal fire.

The iron triangle at one end of the soldering iron has burned red.

Zhou Guiren was sweating all over, and Gulu was tired of spitting. He stared at the expressionless Zhao Xu.

This man is really cruel. He held her before, and now he will be cruel to her.

Still in the ear to her say the lingering love words, let people blush and heartbeat, but now the day is not bright, this man turned his face merciless.

Zhao Xugui is the son of heaven. He has an incomparable identity. He looks more like a sword eyebrow, a star, a dragon and a Phoenix.

This man is full of charm. Sometimes Zhou Guiren indulges in it. She is powerful and handsome. She is proud to have such a man as her husband.

But now she's going to be punished.

"Emperor..." Zhou Guiren looked at Zhao Xu in tears, his eyes full of hurt and sadness, and his deep love for Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu's expression was light. "The wound on your back has been healed, and there is no scar left. I want to try to be burned by a soldering iron. Can you recover as before?"

Zhao Xu takes the soldering iron and walks towards Zhou Guiren. Zhou Guiren's face is gray. His pupils tremble and look at the red soldering iron. As Zhao Xu enters, the heat of the soldering iron reaches her.

Zhao Xu raised the iron. "I want to try it on my face. I believe that your face will be restored to its original state with Zhou's ability."

"No, don't..." Zhou Guiren turned his head and felt the hot temperature of a piece of iron. Before it was attached to her skin, he felt a burning sensation.

"No, I say everything, I say..." Zhou Guiren hurriedly said that she could not imagine what kind of pain her skin would suffer if the iron piece was pressed on her face.

Zhou Guiren is from the modern society, where have you ever seen such cruel punishment? When you see it on TV, you feel indifferent. Now it's your turn to be tied up on the shelf, which is painful and painful."Say, if one word is false, you may end up a bit miserable." Zhao Xu's expression is calm. It seems that it's not a big deal at all.

Looking at Zhao Xu like this, Zhou Guiren was extremely unable to accept it. He said sadly: "emperor, don't you read a little bit about the couple's love, one night, the couple's hundred day grace, emperor, you are so desperate?"

"You're not Zhou Ningning at all, but a lone soul." Zhao Xu said faintly that he didn't care about Zhou Guiren's hurt and sad words.

Zhou Guiren couldn't help but smile bitterly. "Zhou Ningning is dead. He died in the cold palace. But it's me who accompanies the emperor day and night. I'm not a lone soul. I just came here by accident."

"I don't want to hear that. Tell me, how is the wound behind you? Is there really a fairy pill?" Zhao Xu's tone was a little anxious. "Who were you talking to before?"

"Emperor..." Zhou Guiren looks at Zhao Xu sadly.

Zhao Xu was very impatient. He opened a dye shop and waved directly to the bodyguard. The bodyguard held a whip in his hand and gave a whip to Zhou noble.

"Ah..." Zhou Guiren screamed at once, and the whip hurt his body, especially when he hit him. The pain made Zhou Guiren's spirit trance.

"Help me, help me..."

"Let's say that it's not easy to whip people with chili water." Zhao Xu is indifferent. "Don't challenge my patience."