Chapter 239: Revenge
Dungeon.
Brightly lit, a bone-chilling cold hit him in the face, various torture instruments, some hanging on the wall, some placed on the desk.
Qi Wu was bound with his hands, his upper body bare and hanging upside down in the center.
Dense scars covered his chest.
His whole body ached until he fell into a coma.
“Wake him up.”
Wei Chang’s voice was like thick frost.
“Yes.”
Yu Yi walked to the corner, picked up a bucket of water, and poured it directly from head to toe.
The bone-chilling cold water immediately woke Qi Wu, and he shivered violently.
Opening his eyes, he saw Wei Chang’s expressionless face, and his heart couldn’t help but tremble in fear.
Wei Chang slowly walked toward him, and Qi Wu felt his heart contracting slowly, as if he couldn’t breathe.
His eyes involuntarily showed fear.
When he was just one step away, Wei Chang suddenly changed direction and walked to the other side.
After that oppressive feeling disappeared, Qi Wu breathed a sigh of relief.
But before he could fully catch his breath, Wei Chang held a tray in his slender hand, on which were two porcelain bowls, a brush, and beside them a cyan porcelain bottle about the size of two fingers together.
The left porcelain bowl contained a white liquid, and the right one a black viscous gel-like liquid.
Qi Wu didn’t know what these things were for, but he had an ominous premonition in his heart, and his speech stuttered, “You, what do you want to do?”
His body involuntarily shrank back, but since his hands and feet were fixed, no matter how he struggled, he couldn’t move an inch.
He could only watch Wei Chang approach him in fear.
Goosebumps rose all over his body from fear.
“Speak.” Wei Chang coldly uttered one word.
Qi Wu knew what he wanted him to say.
Because before Wei Chang arrived, the jailers had already tortured him for a long time, using every trick to make him confess the person behind the scenes.
Qi Wu unhesitatingly repeated his usual story, “I’ve said it, I’ve always liked Lin Qingqing, and she died because of the Crown Princess, I couldn’t swallow this anger, so I wanted to kill her to take revenge for the person I love.”
“Looks like your mouth is still pretty tough.”
Wei Chang raised his hand to signal Yu Yi to bring a table, Yu Yi brought a table in front of him, and Wei Chang set down the tray.
“Sew his mouth shut, he’s noisy.” Wei Chang said indifferently.
“Yes.”
Yu Yi turned and took a hook from the wall, with thread on it.
When he came in front of Qi Wu, Qi Wu realized that what he meant by sewing his mouth was not stuffing something in, but actually stitching it with thread.
His eyes widened round, full of fear.
“Wei, Wei Chang, what do you want to do, don’t mess around, I tell you, my father is the current Censor, if you harm me, he definitely won’t let you go.”
Disdain flashed in Wei Chang’s eyes, “Noisy.”
Yu Yi understood that his master had reached the extreme of impatience, signaled the people nearby to hold his mouth steady, and regardless of Qi Wu’s fear, poked toward his mouth.
Fear and pain made Qi Wu scream loudly, and yellow liquid leaked from his lower body.
Wei Chang disdainfully stepped back several paces.
Yu Yi quickly stitched Qi Wu’s mouth in a few moves, looked at the bloodstains all over his hands, and disdainfully took a white cloth from the side to wipe his hands.
Blood flowed from the corners of Qi Wu’s mouth, much of it dripping to the ground, and he could only wail in muffled cries.
“Since you don’t want to speak, then don’t. Yu Yi, make him a bit more comfortable.” Wei Chang instructed.
Yu Yi stepped forward and picked up the white porcelain bowl on the left.
“This is saltwater, with a bit of vinegar added, to clean you up nicely.” Yu Yi said while dipping the brush into the porcelain bowl.
After the brush was soaked, he brushed it over Qi Wu’s body as if writing, pressing hard.
Qi Wu already had many wounds on his body, and with this saltwater and vinegar brush on his skin, he felt a burning pain, but unable to speak, he could only wail muffledly.
Sweat poured from his forehead.
Yu Yi paid no attention to his reaction, moving the brush sometimes fast and sometimes slow over his body.
That pain, and when he caught a breath after it passed, a quick stroke followed, making him wish for death, plus the pain of his mouth being brutally sewn, Qi Wu soon passed out from the pain.
“Fainted so quickly, give him something special. Wake him up.”
Wei Chang’s gaze fell on the other bowl.
Yu Yi understood, and once again used the same method to smear the sticky substance all over his body.
He put the brush on the tray, picked up the cyan porcelain bottle nearby, opened the lid, and tilted a bit onto Qi Wu’s body.
Soon, a centipede the size of a thumb and countless white ants crawled out, moving over Qi Wu’s body.
The centipede headed straight for Qi Wu’s lower body.
“Woo!”
Qi Wu was awakened by a stinging pain, his hand instinctively reaching toward his lower body, but bound, he could only make muffled sounds.
Then came stinging pains all over his body, dense tingling.
Lowering his head, he saw countless ants gnawing at his body.
And the sweet sticky scent rushed to his head, Qi Wu realized they had smeared honey on him.
Pain from head to toe made his life worse than death, and he couldn’t move.
“I… I…”
He wanted to make a sound, but couldn’t utter a word.
He could only shake his head left, right, up, and down, with increasing force.
Wei Chang just watched quietly.
“Rip.”
Due to the excessive movement, the thread in his mouth tore open directly.
Qi Wu’s mouth was a bloody mess, but ignoring the pain, he hoarsely shouted, “Stop, stop, I’ll talk, I’ll tell everything.”
Wei Chang made no move.
“It was the Empress, the Empress sent people to make me deal with the Crown Princess…”
Finally able to speak, he never wanted to experience that state again where he wanted to faint but couldn’t, wanted to die but couldn’t.
He confessed everything.
It turned out that after Lin Qingqing died, before the Empress returned to the palace, she had sent someone to hint at him, at that time he hadn’t realized the severity of the problem, but after Lin Qingqing died, his father locked him in the residence, and by the time he knew everything, it was too late.
Thinking of this, for the past half year, he had been using the Qi Residence’s name to secretly visit Sun Manor to see Lin Tingting and the child, seeing them living well, he felt happy for them while feeling sad for himself.
He thought if Lin Qingqing had become his wife, their family of three could be happily together now.
Originally, he had come to terms with it in his heart, as long as he could watch Lin Qingqing and the child like this, he was satisfied, but unexpectedly everything was ruined by Jiang Ruanxi.
The person he loved most died, and their child, not long after being brought back to Qi Residence, for some reason started having persistent high fevers, and now was in critical condition.
He had been despondent for several days.
One day, someone from the Empress’s side disguised themselves and came to him, embellishing the story, saying all this was because of Jiang Ruanxi, and to take revenge, go find Jiang Ruanxi.
He was so angry that it led to the scene where he stabbed Jiang Ruanxi.
