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Chapter 142 Psychological Distortion

"You're going to tell me or not!"

The third prince's face was filled with ferociousness, and he looked across at Ruyan, who was covered in bruises with a ferocious smile.

Ruyan sneered, still with a hint of arrogance on his face.

"What the Third Prince wants to tell me, but I don't know anything."

Even though she suffered tremendous physical torture, Ruyan still did not betray Murong Qing.

The third prince was as angry as a burning flame. He stared at Ruyan for a long time, then suddenly smiled and slowly sat down on the stool, as if he was looking at a plaything.

"I tell you the truth, Murong Qing's every move is now in my hands. Even if you don't say anything, it doesn't matter. Sooner or later, I will catch her and let her come back to me."

These words had an effect on Ruyan, and she suddenly raised her head with resentment in her eyes.

"Stop dreaming. Murong will never come back to you. She has a very good relationship with the general now!"

The third prince frowned tightly, with a hint of jealousy and anger in his vicious eyes. He held the handle of the chair tightly with one hand, his knuckles turning white.

Even though he is a noble third prince, on many occasions, he will still be reminded of his shortcomings compared to Pei Mo, which makes him extremely angry.

"General? Humph!"

"Do you think Pei Mo will come to save you?"

Since the third prince captured Ruyan, he has not received any favorable news from her.

After all, he only suspected that Ruyan was related to Murong Qing, but he had no reliable evidence.

But after some testing just now, the third prince already understood in his heart that the reason why he reacted so strongly to Murong Qing's matter was simply because she was working for Murong Qing. This was definitely true.

After understanding this level, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of the third prince's lips.

"It seems that you are really related to Murong Qing. My guess is absolutely correct."

As he spoke, the third prince suddenly stood up from his chair and walked towards Ruyan with a ferocious expression on his face.

"Snapped!"

The third prince raised his hand, and a loud slap hit Ruyan's face.

"Bitch, you'd better show some sense to me, don't toast me and I'll be punished with a drink!"

The third prince threatened: "Why is Murong Qing so interested in the poetry competition during this period? Tell me the reason quickly, or I will make you lonely and die in this dark cell. Are you afraid?"

Ruyan's thin and thin body tilted hard to the side, and a little blood could not help but flow out from the corner of her mouth.

"Ah!"

Ruyan sneered, even though he was already a prisoner, the eyes he looked at the third prince were full of contempt.

"Don't say I don't know. Even if I knew, I would never tell you. Just stop dreaming!"

Ruyan's eyes also flashed with resentment, but more importantly, it was a provocation to the third prince.

Didn't he want to know all the information about Murong Qing? Then she didn't tell him.

And even if he did, it would not end well. He might be killed immediately by the third prince, so he might as well grit his teeth.

"Bitch!"

The third prince got angry, picked up the red-hot iron from the iron stove, and pressed it hard on Ruyan's shoulder.

"Zi la!"

The fiery red soldering iron came into contact with Ru Yan's delicate skin, and immediately made a sound that made goosebumps rise all over the body.

"ah!"

Ruyan couldn't help but yell, trying to divert attention.

The extreme high temperature caused Ruyan severe pain. She felt that the pain had spread throughout her body and that her whole body was about to explode.

"You...you are despicable and shameless."

Ruyan's face was pale, and she said the last words fiercely before she fainted. She closed her eyes and fainted.

"Pooh!"

The woman is really not fun at all. She fainted before even using any punishment on her.

The third prince spit hard at Ruyan, with a look of boredom on his face: "This is useless, I haven't had enough fun yet. It's so boring."

After saying that, he threw the soldering iron back into the iron cage with a clang, led a few followers out of the small dark room, dismissed the others, and went to sit in the study.

Liu Tingting said that the third prince went to the small dark room today and lost his temper. He was afraid that he would be hurt by his anger, so he hurriedly brought him a cup of hot tea.

"Third Prince, I've made you a cup of hot tea. You can drink it while it's hot to relieve your worries."

Although Liu Qing was the third prince's wife, because she was not favored by the third prince and her status in the palace was not high, she acted cautiously like a servant.

He carefully handed the tea to the table, but did not dare to raise his head to look at the third prince.

The third prince was reading a book in his hand. Without even raising his head, he waved his hand: "I understand, you can go down and don't disturb me when I'm reading in the future."

Facing such a ruthless third prince, Liu Qing felt a little disappointed.

"I understand." But knowing that the third prince was violent and ruthless, Liu Qing obediently bowed and prepared to leave.

The third prince seemed to be very satisfied with Liu Qing's behavior, and he felt a little more relaxed, so he went to pick up the teacup on the table.

Liu Qing had sharp eyes. When the third prince raised his arm, he noticed a little blood on his left sleeve, and his eyes couldn't help but pause.

"Third Prince, you..."

This situation was beyond Liu Qing's expectation. She couldn't help shouting, but in the middle of her words she realized it was a little abrupt and quickly shut her mouth.

It's just that Liu Qing's abnormal behavior has already been noticed by the third prince.

The third prince paused for a moment, followed Liu Qing's gaze, and found that his sleeves had been stained with smoke-like blood at some point, and his expression suddenly became gloomy.

"Snapped!"

The tea cup was thrown by the third prince, smashing to pieces on the ground. The third prince himself was furious. He went up and pinched Liu Qing's neck with one big hand, strangling her tightly.

"I'm telling you, you'd better stay quiet and don't tell anyone about what you saw today, otherwise I want you to look good!"

The third prince himself thought that he had caught Ru Yan without anyone noticing, but he didn't expect that his flaw would be exposed in front of Liu Qing, and he was even more angry.

Fortunately, Liu Qing, a woman who always obeyed him, was not afraid of her, so he dared to make such a bold threat.

"I...I know..."

Liu Qing's neck was pinched tightly, making it very difficult to speak. It was difficult for her to get a few words out of her mouth.

The third prince narrowed his eyes, as if looking at his prey. There was pride in his eyes, but also a strong desire for control.

After a long while, he slowly relaxed his hand.

"Third Prince, don't worry, I won't tell anyone." Liu Qing's face was full of pain, and she protected her neck with both hands.

"You know best. As long as you are obedient, I can keep you alive. Otherwise, the emperor has promised me that if Murong Qing does not get pregnant within three months, he will correct the wrong marriage.

The only person Pei Mo can't tolerate is you."

Liu Qing was suddenly shocked, and her heart was twisted.
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