Outside the railing, the slightly shorter jailer, unaware of the situation, said, "Miss, if your husband doesn't want you, I do. I just lost my wife last month. If you're willing..."
Hearing this, Lord Mu flew into a rage. Impatiently, he flung Wei Dongling away. She hit the wall hard and then fell to the ground.
The jailer behind was so scared that he quickly shut his mouth.
Wei Dongling was dazed from the fall. It took her a long time to slowly get up by leaning against the wall. Pale - faced, she looked at Lord Mu.
How could she tell the truth and implicate the General's Mansion? She had to pretend that the Wei Jiang she knew was not the same person. Unfortunately, this Lord Mu in front of her was smart and cunning. He clearly didn't believe a single word she said.
Lord Mu took two steps forward, glaring down at Wei Dongling and asking, "Then who taught you this light - body technique?"
Wei Dongling lowered her head and replied, "I worked as a long - term laborer in General Qi's mansion. I trained with the guards there and received some guidance from the seniors in the mansion. But I'm stupid and not very good at it. It's not something to be proud of."
Wei Dongling looked out of the window. The thunderstorm was gradually subsiding. It was almost dark, right? When Miss and the others found that she hadn't returned for a long time, would they report it to the authorities and look for her?
Lord Mu stared at her for a while. A mocking look appeared on his face. He waved at the two jailers and then turned away.
The two tall jailers stepped forward menacingly. Wei Dongling trembled with fear and cried out in shock and horror, "What are you doing?"
They didn't answer but approached with sinister smiles. One on each side, they grabbed Wei Dongling's arms and dragged her outside.
"Let go of me!" Despite her strong resistance, she was helpless. The two men dragged her mercilessly to a secluded hut around the corner.
There was a dim candle burning in the hut. Several equally tall jailers were sitting against the wall. Lord Mu was nowhere to be seen.
What frightened Wei Dongling even more was that they tied her hands to a wooden pillar with iron chains without hesitation. There was a long row of blood - stained torture instruments beside it.
A burly man stood up, picked up a whip with a sinister smile and said, "Another one who refuses to confess? And a woman?"
The man who dragged her in leered and said, "Take it easy. Don't kill her. We're all waiting to have some fun with her."
"Okay." The man with the whip walked forward, tilted Wei Dongling's face and looked at it carefully, then clicked his tongue and sighed, "It's really been a long time since I've seen such a good - looking one. Don't worry. I'll be gentle."
Hearing their conversation, Wei Dongling trembled all over and tightly closed her eyes.
The man raised the long whip and whipped it through the air. With a whistling sound, the whip landed hard on Wei Dongling's body. Her thin clothes and skin were instantly torn open, leaving a bloody mark. The pain made her body twitch, and cold sweat dripped down her forehead.
One whip after another landed on her slender body, causing excruciating pain. She gasped for air and gritted her teeth tightly, her vision going black in waves.
Seeing her like this, the man sneered and said, "Miss, listen to my advice. Confess earlier and avoid this kind of physical pain." As he said this, he waved the whip again.
After these few whips, Wei Dongling couldn't stop trembling all over. Her thin dress was torn to pieces, and her body was covered with criss - cross whip wounds, the flesh all bloody and blurred. The men around caught glimpses of her fair skin through the torn clothes, and excitement appeared on their faces one by one.
Wei Dongling gritted her teeth so hard that even breathing was painful. She was extremely scared. If she was defiled by these people, it would be better to die.
Wei Dongling's face was terribly pale. She weakly called out, "Call Lord Mu here..."
The men all laughed mockingly. The jailer with the whip said with a bit of pity in his tone, "Miss, can't you stand a few whips? If you had confessed earlier, you wouldn't have to suffer these whips." Then he stopped the whip and waved for someone to go and invite Lord Mu.
Lord Mu in black came quickly. He gave Wei Dongling a cold look, his eyes full of impatience. "Confess earlier and you can leave earlier. I'm very busy."
Wei Dongling moved her lips and murmured something. Lord Mu didn't hear clearly. He leaned closer with a frown and said coldly, "Speak louder. I can't hear you."
Taking the opportunity, Wei Dongling suddenly pounced on him, opened her mouth and bit his ear tightly, pulling it back. Lord Mu let out a sharp scream in pain.
All the jailers in the room were startled and quickly surrounded them, wanting to help. But they were at a loss because this little woman was clearly biting with all her might. The veins on her fair neck bulged. It seemed as if she was willing to die to bite off Lord Mu's ear.
The jailers hesitated and didn't dare to step forward to separate the two, for fear of hurting Lord Mu.
Lord Mu endured the pain and raised his elbow, hitting Wei Dongling hard in the abdomen. Finally, Wei Dongling let go of her mouth in pain.
When the jailers saw that Lord Mu's ear was torn and bloody by this woman, with blood dripping down and staining half of his neck red, they were so scared that they stood there stunned and didn't dare to make a sound.
Wei Dongling was hit hard. The pain was so intense that it felt as if her internal organs were falling apart. Her qi and blood churned, and she couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.
It took her a long time to come to her senses. Seeing the jailers bustling around to bandage Lord Mu's ear, Wei Dongling spat and said, "Do you think the General's Mansion, the Yushi Yu's Mansion, and Prince Yun's Mansion will forgive you for abducting me here and using private torture?"
Lord Mu remained unmoved upon hearing this. Seeing Wei Dongling's knife - like eyes stabbing at him, he was instantly so angry that his face turned ashen. He grabbed the wooden basin on the table and splashed a basin of water on Wei Dongling's wounds, shouting angrily, "Beat her! Beat her to death!"
When the salt water splashed on her body and invaded the whip wounds, Wei Dongling trembled all over and couldn't help crying out. The jailers didn't hesitate anymore and whipped her mercilessly again.
A jailer whispered to Lord Mu to console him, "Lord Mu, calm down. We have to keep her alive. Master Zhao hasn't interrogated her yet!"
Lord Mu snorted coldly and left with a flick of his sleeve.
Wei Dongling let out shrill screams one after another, trembling non - stop. After more than twenty whips, finally, her vision went black and she fainted.
Seeing this, two jailers dragged her like a dead dog and threw her back into the cell.
At night, the rain stopped. Lights were lit up one by one in the capital city.
Qi Jinxuan was sitting upright in the carriage. She lifted the curtain and looked at the magnificent Prince's Mansion opposite. After a long time with no movement, she closed the curtain and lowered her head, twirling the handkerchief in her hand.
The maid Lvkou came over in small steps, lifted the carriage curtain and said, "Miss, the people in the mansion replied that the young steward hasn't been here today."
Qi Jinxuan's heart sank. She was surprised and said, "She hasn't been to the Prince's Mansion? Then where did Dongling go?"
Lvkou said, "Could it be that the young steward just returned to the mansion after visiting the shop and we missed each other?"
Qi Jinxuan nodded. "It's possible. Let's go back."
The carriage was about to turn around and head back to the General's Mansion when it was blocked by a person.