Cleverness Can Be Misled by Cleverness
Deep into the night, the Imperial Palace was shrouded in dark clouds, making it hard for people to breathe.
It was accompanied by the sound of thunder and a light drizzle. It was extremely strange.
At this time, in the Imperial Prison.
Jing Rong was locked up in the innermost cell. The surrounding area was filled with a pungent stench.
After Marquis Chao, this was the second prince to be sent to prison.
Fortunately, his hands and feet were not shackled.
This could be considered giving him face as a prince.
Jing Rong leaned against the cold stone floor with one hand on his knee. His expression was calm and indifferent, without the slightest hint of fear. His torch-like eyes stared outside the cell, as if waiting for someone.
Not long after, two guards hurried over and opened the cell door.
"Prince Rong, Prince Yi wants to see you. Go with him!"
Jing Rong's lips curled into a smile. He cooperated and stood up, leaving the cell.
How did that tall and proud figure look like someone who was sent to prison? It was obvious that he was here to patrol.
His two guards were still following behind him!
When they arrived at the dark room, Jing Yi was sitting there waiting for them. He even brewed a pot of good tea. The fragrance of the tea filled the room, filling the air with a bit of 'taste'.
Jing Yi was probably the only one who liked this hobby the most.
As he poured the tea, he raised his eyes to look at Jing Rong. The corners of his mouth curled into a sinister smile. "Suspect Jing Rong, you maliciously plotted to murder the Emperor. Your crimes are heinous. Tie him up and interrogate him."
After saying that, the guards carried out their task. They brought Jing Rong to a wooden stake in the dark room and locked him up with iron chains.
Their actions were clean and neat. Jing Rong did not struggle and obediently cooperated.
His cold and stubborn eyes stared at Jing Yi.
After a while, Jing Yi fanned the hot tea in his cup and stood up to bring it to Jing Rong. He placed the teacup on the tip of Jing Rong's nose and swirled it. "Does it smell good?"
'Stinky!
As stinky as you! '
"What do you want to do?" Jing Rong asked.
"I should be the one asking you. Why did you plot to murder Imperial Father?" He went straight to the point.
"I didn't do it."
"But you did go to the Dispatch Bureau and exchange those lanterns. Why would you exchange them for no reason?"
"Would you believe me if I told you?" Jing Rong sneered.
Jing Yi didn't see any fear in his eyes and was extremely annoyed. He tightened his grip on the teacup and threw it to the ground.
Bang!
It broke into pieces on the ground.
The fragrance of the tea assaulted the nostrils, covering up the stench a little.
The guards in the dark room only dared to watch, not daring to make a sound.
The moment the teacup fell to the ground, Jing Yi grabbed Jing Rong's clothes and revealed a fierce expression. "Jing Rong, you know the severity of this matter better than I do. Imperial Father has already woken up and ordered me to investigate this matter. Since you did it, why don't you admit it? You won't have to suffer any physical pain. "
His tone was threatening and filled with bloodlust.
Jing Yi must have waited a long time for this day.
If it had been someone else, they might have begged for mercy, but Jing Rong didn't fall for it. He raised his chin and met Jing Yi's gaze.
"Do you want to torture me?" he asked indifferently. Or do you want me to commit suicide? "
"You …"
"Jing Yi, from the day I left the capital, you secretly sent people to follow me. You killed five of the guards I sent back to the capital. You even colluded with Yan Weiyi to assassinate me. But in the end, I still returned to the capital safely. Do you want to know why?"
Jing Rong asked. His tone sounded calm, but it was as sharp as a sword.
Jing Yi's eyes reddened. He clenched his teeth and let go of Jing Yi. "Fine, tell me. I also want to know why."
Jing Yi didn't give him the answer immediately. The two stared at each other for a long time.
Jing Rong replied, "Because you're too smart for your own good."
Ah!
Jing Yi snorted. His eyes dimmed and he slowly took a step back.
Jing Rong continued, "You've always thought that getting rid of me is equivalent to getting rid of your greatest threat. You view me as your greatest rival in the struggle for the position of Crown Prince. But I've told you many times that I never wanted to fight for it. For many years, I've always avoided the sharp edge. In Imperial Father's eyes, as long as Jing Hua is deposed, the only person who can ascend to the position of Crown Prince is you. I originally only wanted to investigate the Lin Capital case, but because of your obstruction, I was able to show off my abilities in front of Imperial Father. This also allowed Teacher Ji to be by my side. Don't tell me that I've made a fool out of myself?"
Yes!
Indeed!
At that time, it was precisely because Jing Yi and Concubine Xiao let Ji Yunshu investigate the missing girls case that she made a deal with the Emperor. She opened the Lin Mountain tomb and became famous.
Also, because Jing Yi intercepted Gan Chuliang, Jing Rong didn't have to show off in front of the Emperor.
Every single item was Jing Yi's own handiwork!
After digesting Jing Rong's words, the bloodthirst in Jing Yi's eyes became more and more intense.
"Jing Rong, I don't have time to waste with you. I'll just listen to what you said." Jing Yi sternly said, "Give it to me!"
The imperial guard next to him handed him a piece of paper filled with black characters.
Jing Yi took it and placed it in front of Jing Rong. "The most important thing now is for you to admit that you were the mastermind behind this incident. That way, you won't have to suffer any physical pain, and I will be able to answer to Imperial Father. After all, you are a prince. Imperial Father won't take your life. Don't you want to be a free and unfettered prince? Just in time, Imperial Father will demote you to a commoner or leave the capital. In this life, you will truly be free and unfettered. "
'I thank your family!'
Obviously, Jing Rong wouldn't sign it. At least, he was glad that he wasn't Gao Bingze. Otherwise, Jing Yi wouldn't have said so much to him. He reckoned that he would have already died in the darkroom.
He said, "I won't sign it unless you kill me."
Jing Yi already knew that Jing Rong would say this, so he calmly tucked the paper into his sleeve. Then, he walked to the rack of torture instruments and picked up a whip. He weighed it in his palm for a moment before walking to Jing Rong.
"Fine. Since you won't admit it, don't blame me for being heartless. After all, this is Imperial Father's decree. I can only obey."
After he finished speaking, he ruthlessly lashed the whip in his hand on the floor.
Pa!
The ear-piercing sound reverberated in the darkroom, deafening to the ears.
From beginning to end, Jing Rong's expression remained cold and unafraid.
This further agitated Jing Yi. He tightened his grip on the whip and lashed it at Jing Rong's body.
Immediately, Jing Yi's clothes split open and a streak of blood appeared.
"I'll give you one last chance. Did you do this or not?" Jing Yi roared.
Jing Rong's sharp eyebrows were slightly knitted together. He felt a burning pain in his chest, but he snorted and laughed.
He didn't care at all. He raised his eyes and looked at Jing Yi. "If I were you, I wouldn't allow myself to make the same mistake again."
"You better beg for mercy when you can't hold on, or … die."
Finished speaking, he lashed out with the whip again.
Pa!
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