C19 Life and Death and Dignity

Night fell. The dark, damp prison cell of the Hall of Punishment reeked of mold. Mice crawled out of their holes and ran around Feng Jing Yi from time to time.

She hated mice, but she was badly beaten up, so she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand to chase it away. She could only let it show off its might in front of her.

This was already the third day she was locked up here. Under Fu Jinhuang's instructions, these people tortured her with no restraints in the world. Every day, they would whip her with brine, causing her to feel as painful as if she was on fire.

However, Qin Xue helped her take the rap and was locked up with her. She was never seen again.

She suddenly thought of the man in black, the man she had always hated and hated, and now she desperately wanted him to appear and take her out of this cold place.

Fu Jinhuang had sent her here with no intention of letting her leave this place alive. She gradually realized how worthless her pride and dignity were in the face of death.

The Grand Xia Emperor's Autumn Hunt was over. In three days, he would probably return to the palace. Most likely, that black-robed man would return with his Imperial Majesty at that time as well.

He had said that he would come back for her in a month. She believed that with his ability, he would be able to find her here, and all she had to do was live through these three difficult days until his return.

However, these three days were not as easy as she had imagined. At dawn, she was kicked out of the Hall of Punishment. Feng Jingyi looked at the muscular palace maid lazily and asked, "What are you up to today?"

"It's been three days and yet his bones are still so hard?" The palace maid used the whip to lift her lower jaw as she coldly snorted.

Feng Jing Yi's lips curved into a cold smile, but he didn't say anything else. It was easy for her to suppress the people here with her skills, but she couldn't arouse any suspicion in front of the emperor of Da Xia Empire, so she could only grit her teeth and endure.

"It doesn't matter if the whip is hard, but the biggest ability of the Hall of Punishment is to grind hard bones into soft bones. Since you think the whip is too soft, then let's change tactics today." The palace woman put the whip to her waist and picked up the shiny needle from the table. She smiled sinisterly. "So what if you insert the needle? If you stick this tiny embroidery needle into your fingernail, you will never forget the taste."

Before Feng Jing Yi said anything, the needle in the palace maid's hand had already pierced her index finger. The bone-piercing pain made her scream out loud in pain.

"I can't even take one of them. There are still nine left." The palace maid then shouted, "Hold her down!"

"Everyone stop!" A sudden shout made everyone stop.

When the arrogant Hall of Punishment disciple saw this person, his expression immediately changed. "Why did Miss Mo come to the Hall of Punishment?"

Mo Yan was the head of the Qingning Palace's empress, and her status was naturally not ordinary.

"On the orders of the empress, take this person out." As Mo Yan spoke, she looked at Feng Jing Yi, who was being tortured to the point that he didn't even look human anymore.

"This is the person that the imperial concubine ordered to come in. Miss Mo took him away, so even I can't explain." The woman said.

Mo Yan's face darkened as she shouted harshly, "The main empress of this palace is also the mistress of the Qing Ning Palace, not the Palace. Your tails are also shaking in the wrong place."