At the beginning, the empress will be the queen and eat soft rice to open the blind box

When Li Zhaoting woke up, he found that he had been tied to a wooden frame.

There was a dull pain in the back of the head, it must have been injured.

Her hair was messy on her face, blocking Li Zhaoting's sight.

He tried his best to raise his head and opened his eyes wide, trying to see clearly where this was.

On the other side, a gentle voice sounded,

"You're awake, do you still have a headache?"

Li Zhaoting was terrified and hissed loudly,

"Who... who is talking? Where am I? Who are you?"

The man said softly,

"You asked so many questions at once, which one is better for me to answer you first?"

Li Zhaoting shook his head vigorously, shaking off the hair that blocked his eyes.

The line of sight gradually became clearer.

This place seems to be a torture room, with whips, irons and other instruments of torture scattered around.

On some of the instruments of torture, there were bloodstains that hadn't dried up.

Li Zhaoting felt that his body was getting colder and colder, and his heart seemed to have fallen into an abyss.

There were only two people in front of him, one sitting and the other standing.

It was the sitting man who spoke just now.

Yue Zhi! ! !

Li Zhaoting recognized his unforgettable enemy at a glance.

Wasn't he poisoned to death? How could he be sitting here?
Yue Zhi looked at the pale Li Zhaoting,

"It seems that you know me, that's just right, save me introducing myself!"

"Yue Zhi! I recognize you even when you turn into ashes!"

Sensing the unresolved resentment in Li Zhaoting's voice, Yue Zhi sighed, it seemed that this was the fault of his predecessor again, and he was the one to take the blame.

"Tell me, who are you and why did you kill me?"

Li Zhaoting smiled miserably,
"Yue Zhi, since you've already been caught, it's useless to talk more, just give me a good time, if you want to ask me something, don't be wishful thinking."

Li De strode over, swung his arms round, and slapped Li Zhaoting on the face.

A strand of blood flowed down the corner of Li Zhaoting's mouth, he turned his head back with all his strength, and spit bloody saliva at Li De,
"Bah, running dog!"

Li De wasn't angry, instead he said with a sinister smile,
"Boy, you want to deliberately provoke me to kill you, so as not to suffer alive?"

Li Zhaoting looked at him provocatively,
"So what, do you dare to give me a good time?
Yue Zhi looked at Li Zhaoting appreciatively,
"Well, fine, a tough guy.

But Mr. Tough Guy, don't you feel that you are wronged if you died so silently without leaving a name? "

"I don't change my name when I go, and I don't change my surname when I sit down, so does Li Zhaoting!"

Yue Zhi clapped his hands,

"Look, aren't we tired of chatting like this? I know what I want to know, and you don't have to suffer.

Li Zhaoting, right?Who else is your accomplice in the palace, can you tell me? "

Li Zhaoting smiled contemptuously,
"Want to know? Go ahead and dream, even if I die, I won't tell you."

Yue Zhi stared at him for a while, then suddenly laughed, the smile was definitely not friendly.

"You're not going to die, at least not until you tell the truth, I promise!"

he stood up,
"Xiao Dezi, this father-in-law Li Zhaoting, I will leave it to you to entertain, I hope you can ask the truth from him."

Li De smiled darkly,
"Master, don't worry, the children of the East Factory have invented a lot of good things these days, and I will let him taste them all."

Yue Zhi nodded,
"That's good, I'll leave this person to you, be careful not to play to death."

Li Zhaoting was scared out of his wits.

He has been lurking in the east factory as a handyman for some days, and he knows this newly established department very well.

These fans belonging to the East Factory have already transformed into cruel and cold-blooded executioners.

If I fall into their hands, it's hard to die!

Li Zhaoting struggled desperately,
"Yue Zhi, you beast, trash, shit, kill me if you have the ability."

Yue Zhi didn't seem to hear his angry scolding, and walked out without looking back.

With a bang, the iron door of the execution room was closed, cutting off Li Zhaoting's desperate scolding.

Mochen Palace.

Han Qiuchan woke up from a coma, and the little maid's memory was still in the time when her brother was about to kill her.

"Am I already dead?"

Han Qiuchan struggled to sit up from the bed and looked around.

Well, this place is so familiar, it is the Mochen Palace.

It seems that after my death, my soul still stays in the imperial city.

Thinking of this, the little maid did not feel the fear of death, but felt a little happy.

If you stay in the imperial city, you can go to the master, and I can continue to serve the master.

As for the master, is the master's soul in the imperial city? If he knows that my brother killed him, will he forgive Qiu Chan?
The little girl became a little anxious.

While thinking wildly, the door slammed lightly, and the person whom Han Qiuchan remembered so well walked in with a smile.

"Tiu Chan, you're awake, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Han Qiuchan didn't answer, but just stared at Yue Zhi.

Yue Zhi was taken aback.

Worse, I heard that long-term lack of oxygen can cause great damage to the brain.

Qiu Chan looks like this, maybe there are some sequelae?

Yue Zhi took two steps forward, and asked tentatively,

"Tiu Chan, do you recognize who I am?"

The little maid suddenly jumped off the bed and threw herself into Yue Zhi's arms with her bare feet.
"Master, master, I finally found you. From now on, Qiuchan will continue to accompany you, so you won't be lonely!"

Yue Zhi stretched out his hand to touch Han Qiuchan's forehead inexplicably,

"Have a fever? What nonsense?"

Han Qiuchan didn't care about his actions, but hugged Yue Zhi tightly,

"Master, you have to trust me, it wasn't Qiu Chan who killed you."

Yue Zhi rolled his eyes, could it be that Qiu Chan thought both of us were dead?

He made a straight face on purpose, and said coldly,
"Qiuchan, have you ever thought of poisoning me?"

Han Qiuchan raised her face in his arms and shook her head desperately,
"No, no, no, Qiu Chan would rather die than hurt the master."

"Then tell me, who killed me?"

The little maid raised her head, tears fell like broken pearls,
"Master, I'm sorry, the person who killed you is my brother!"

Yue Zhi's heart moved,
"Your brother, is his name Li Zhaoting?"

Han Qiuchan nodded.

"Yes, my original name is Li Wanting, and we are direct brothers and sisters."

"Why did your brother kill me?"

"Master, do you remember the Hanlin scholar Li Jiyan who taught you to read when you were young?"

Li Jiyan?
Yue Zhi nodded slowly.

He remembered.

Because of the strict discipline, he burned his beard as a prank, and died because of the humiliation, even the former prince Yue Zhi was full of guilt.

Yue Zhi looked at Han Qiuchan in surprise,
"Who are you from Taifu Li?"

"The servant girl is the granddaughter of Taifu Li, her own granddaughter."

"Then why is your surname Han?"

"My mother's surname is Han, so when they sent me into the palace, they changed my name to Han Qiuchan."