Chapter 125 The dying ant
No matter what mystery was hidden in that sentence, Shen Ning decided to find out the truth personally. Before that, she should go back to Nanzhao to settle the accounts one by one.
Returning to the Regent's Mansion in the evening, Shen Ning went to the dungeon in person. After two months, she saw Han Xun again, whom she hated so much.
The dungeon of the Prince Regent's Mansion is not big and may not be inhabited often. There is a dusty musty smell in the prison and the air is not very good. However, Shen Ning is not a delicate little girl. For her, this harsh environment can be ignored. , let alone just come in for a stroll, even if she is allowed to stay for a few days, she can bear it.
Only Han Xun was imprisoned in the dungeon.
So even though it took her a long time to recognize some outlines from the blood-stained face in front of her, she did not doubt the identity of this person.
There was a tall torture rack outside the cell. The chains on the rack were rattling. Various whips were hung all over the wall, long and short, thick and thin, light and heavy, and whips with barbs. .
Of course, there are definitely more than just whips. Even if there are enough types of whips, in a place like a dungeon, they are only the mildest and not scary. Other torture tools can frighten the courage of some timid people just by looking at them.
Shen Ning stood in the cell for about half a moment. It was certain that Han Xun was living a good life these days. He served at least "four dishes and one soup" every day, because with just a cursory glance, he could see that there were at least a dozen kinds of diseases all over his body. The wounds left behind by execution.
Fortunately, in addition to torture, the Regent's Mansion also had a lot of good medicines that could be used every day to keep him alive and keep him alive to endure all kinds of torture.
Shen Ning gently closed her eyes and then opened them again. She found that the anger that had been suppressed in her chest had disappeared. Now she could calmly face this beast who was once regarded as her sworn enemy.
"Han Xun!" Seeing that he remained motionless, the jailer in the cell shouted coldly because he was worried that Shen Ning would become angry after standing there for too long.
Han Xun, who was huddled in the corner, heard the jailer's voice and his body trembled subconsciously, like an inertial physiological reaction. He was obviously extremely frightened.
Shen Ning watched expressionlessly, knowing that he was probably frightened by the torture, so when he heard the jailer's voice, he trembled all over, like a frightened bird.
A trace of ridicule flashed across the corner of her mouth: "Han Xun, you have only been in the Regent's Palace for a few days, and now you can't stand it anymore? Princess Zhaohua has been tortured by you for two full years. She was as timid and cowardly as you at the beginning. ?"
Perhaps he didn't expect there to be a woman's voice in the cell, or perhaps he hadn't heard Shen Ning's voice for a long time. Han Xun stiffened subconsciously. It took a while before his trembling body slowly calmed down.
He raised his head and at the same time raised his hand to push away a few messy strands of hair from his forehead. He looked at Shen Ning standing outside with a dull and frightened look. His pupils shrank slightly, and then he suddenly became excited, and his whole body couldn't help but move forward. Come.
However, he was too seriously injured and his hands and feet were shackled. It was not easy to move freely.
As soon as he made this move, he fell to the ground in a state of disgrace. A suppressed and painful voice escaped from his throat. He was shivering in pain and couldn't get up for a long time.
"There's no need to be too excited, and there's no need to be so prosperous." Shen Ning's tone was indifferent, "I came here today just to tell you that the soldiers and horses sent by the Yong Kingdom have broken through the Nanzhao border, and only the cavalry of Nanzhao have arrived from the subjugation of the country. The journey to the Imperial City should not take more than two months. "
Han Xun was shocked, his face covered by hair lost all color, his lips trembled, and he dug his hands on the ground.
Nan Zhao was subjugated?
So what's the point of everything he worked so hard to get?
His power, his title, his family.
He has just enjoyed the glory and wealth for less than three years. Is it going to end so soon?
No, he is not willing to do so.
Why did God treat him so unfairly?
"You will have five days to recuperate." Shen Ning raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and said as if giving a favor, "You don't have to be tortured in these five days, and the food will be improved. When you regain your energy, we will take you to the hospital." Go back to Nanzhao and let you see with your own eyes what Nanzhao is like after the country is broken."
Shen Ning suddenly remembered something, "By the way, there is also your like-minded master, who may be crawling at your feet like a bereaved dog and begging for mercy. It must be a pleasant scene."
"You..." The hoarse and broken voice was finally squeezed out of the throat. It sounded ugly as if it had just been burned by fire, but it could not hide the bone-gnawing and powerless hatred. "Who are you?! We have no injustice. Wuqiu, why are you doing this to me?"
No injustice or hatred?
Shen Ning stared at him expressionlessly for a long time: "Han Xun, you are so slow. You still don't know who I am."
Should we say that he deceived himself and was unwilling to face reality, or that he was really so slow that he didn't realize her identity yet?
Shen Ning gave him one last cold look and turned to leave.
Han Xun was lying on the ground with chills all over his body. He had been tortured to the point of dying several times during the two months he had been locked up in the palace dungeon. He was in a state of pain, fatigue, hunger and sleepiness every day, but there was always a feeling. He was so angry that he looked forward to the day when he could return to Nanzhao.
Shen Ning's arrival tonight made him completely despair.
Nan Zhao fell into ruin.
He will have nothing from now on, and he will even...even become a slave like the former Princess Zhaohua, and will be humiliated and trampled from now on...
The most terrifying thing was that at that moment, he seemed to actually see Princess Zhaohua standing outside the cell, looking at him with a condescending and pitiful look, as if looking at a dying ant.
Dying ants.
Ants……