When the vicious villain tortured the future tyrant

Chapter 150 Half Tongue
Cold Palace
This is the darkest, most remote and desolate place in the entire imperial palace.

The rusty big red door was locked with a long chain that had been wrapped several times. Two guards leaned against the door and took a nap. It seemed that they were used to being lazy because no one came and went here on weekdays.

Ji Yan ordered Eunuch Gao to stay not far away, turned a corner and walked towards Lenggong alone.

A guard opened his eyes when he heard the footsteps, and when he saw someone coming, he became sober, and knelt down with a plop, waking up another person.

Ji Yan is not in the mood to deal with the negligent little guards, "Get out and get the punishment."

The guard consciously saved his life and retreated in a panic.

Ji Yan glanced at the locked door, and unhurriedly took out the key to unlock it, the chain was slowly pulled out from his palm, and fell to the ground with a clatter because there was no support.

Ji Yan pushed the door open and entered.

The cold palace is very dilapidated, but traces of being cleaned can still be seen, but the frequency is not high.

Ji Yan walked directly to the main hall, the door was left open, and he walked into the inner room without any pause.

A woman in rough white clothes with disheveled hair was sitting by the bed sewing something, she looked a little dull.

Iron chains were tied to her neck, wrists, and ankles. Calluses and indelible marks had already been worn on the joints, and the sound of the iron chains could be heard every time she moved.

Ji Yan approached, waved his hand to let the woman who was kneeling on the ground to go down, and then called softly, "Chen Guifei, long time no see, I'm alone to see you."

The woman on the bed mumbled "Ah", the voice was thin and short, revealing fear and panic, the thing in her hand fell straight away, and the whole person collapsed on the ground with a plop, burying her head and not daring to look at it. The one who speaks.

Ji Yan let out a slight smile from his nasal cavity.

He squatted down, and gently brushed Concubine Chen's loose hair behind her ears, revealing her pale face.

Ji Yan pinched her chin and forced her to raise her head, "What? You don't want to see Gu? Didn't your mother like calling Gu and Li Xuanshi to go to your Yucui Palace to give lectures?"

"Gu thought that if you don't see Gu for a day, you won't be happy?"

Concubine Chen couldn't help shaking, her whole body was pale but lifeless, she looked extremely numb.

Ji Yan pinched her chin again, leaving obvious red marks, "Speak!"

Concubine Chen opened her mouth with difficulty, and said "ah" quickly because of the pain.

"Ah, why did Gu forget?" Ji Yan suddenly smiled, viciously and weirdly, he pinched Concubine Chen's jaw and forced her to open her mouth wide, revealing half of her tongue, "Your tongue has been cut by Gu long ago Woolen cloth."

Concubine Chen seems to be accustomed to this humiliation, although she still can't control her fear, she seems to be resigned to it.

Ji Yan suddenly let go of his hands, stood up and sat on the bed, casually took out a silk handkerchief to wipe his hands, and then threw it on Concubine Chen's body, the silk handkerchief slipped down the top of Concubine Chen's head.

He casually pinched a corner and glanced at the thing that Imperial Concubine Chen was sewing just now, "Tsk, this kid's clothes are not made for Gu Na's unborn Nine Emperor Brothers, right?"

As if touched by something, imperial concubine Chen suddenly rushed over and snatched the little clothes that Ji Yan was pinching in her hands, and hugged her tightly in her arms, the iron chains rattled, accompanied by her painful "Ah" "ah" sound.

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【Remember, the little emperor is the son of Xuanshi, and Li Xuanshi is his mother】

(End of this chapter)