noffsinger Chapter 277: 3357 Knives, Every Knife Cuts the Flesh
Chapter 277: 3357 Knives, Every Knife Cuts the Flesh
"Did you lay hands on the child?"
An extremely peaceful voice sounded, making the air silent.
At this moment, all discussions disappeared quietly, and everyone was watching with bated breath the other party at the center of the storm, Baili Moqing.
"Wha, what?"
Chen Wang was frightened by the seemingly calm but actually cold voice. Her cloudy and gray eyes suddenly burst into infinite fear when they met Baili Moqing's gaze.
"I asked, did you ever lay hands on that child?"
The sound that rang out again was not as calm as the first time. Instead, it sounded like the sharp fangs of a poisonous snake, making people feel terrified.
Chen Wangshi's wrinkled face was half dull and half frightened, and she stepped back.
"That's my Chen family's child. I, I...even if I hit him, it wouldn't really matter, right?"
After she finished speaking, her cloudy and confused eyes suddenly focused.
Did she just speak? Those words, clearly the thoughts that came to her mind, how did she say them out loud?
Before she could regret, a big hand like an iron clamp tightly grasped her dry, rough, and wrinkled neck.
“Ah…ah…help, help…”
A hoarse and obscure voice like a dead branch or willow flowed out from his palm, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable and couldn't help but want to scratch their throat.
"Let's not even talk about whether she's a royal heir or not. You were so cruel to such a young child! And how dare you come to me today and ask for her?"
"Who gave you the courage?"
Baili Moqing's eyes, which had always been clear and bright, now emitted a sinister and resentful light.
"My Lord, spare my life..."
Baili Moyan saw the strength in his hand increase, and a trace of anxiety appeared on his face. "Seventh Brother, if you kill her, how can you explain the identity of the child? Do you really want a child of a pariah to be your daughter?"
"Xiaojiu, what nonsense are you talking about?" Baili Qingren shouted angrily.
He really wants to create chaos in the world! This royal heir is extremely important. Even if the child is not Xiaoqi's, it must be resolved privately!
After all, Shu He was once Xiao Qi's person. If the royal bloodline was mixed up, if it were to spread to Kyoto, it would be another shocking scandal! The reputation of the royal family would also be greatly damaged!
This matter should have been handled in a low-key manner, but Zhu Zifeng, out of personal vengeance, actually brought this matter to the peace talks between the two countries, which simply brought shame to Tianqi abroad!
Baili Qingren had a gloomy face. These youngsters were really enjoying themselves too much and had no sense of propriety at all!
It seems that after this matter is over, he needs to write a letter to Zhu Heng.
Baili Moqing glanced at Baili Moyan, loosened his grip, and the old woman collapsed to the ground.
"How could this king kill her so easily?"
He picked up a towel from the table next to him, dipped it in the wine, and then wiped his hands carefully, as if they were stained with something dirty.
"Anyone who attempts to tamper with the royal bloodline will have their entire clan executed." His tone became gentle and calm again. "Anyone who beats or abuses a princess of the royal family will be exhumed and their corpses will be exposed in the wild even if they are dead and buried..."
"Auntie, later on, I may need you to lead the way for my guards to find those newly built graves of yours."
He used the most calm voice to say the most vicious and cruel words in the world, leaving everyone dumbfounded.
Is this what their God of War said?
Digging up graves and whipping corpses! This, this is too cruel...
"Digging graves and whipping corpses?"
The old woman lying on the ground felt as if she had fallen into an icy cave after hearing this. She pointed at him with trembling hands and asked in disbelief, "You, you are the prince, how could you do such a heartless thing?"
If her grave was really dug up and her corpse was whipped, how would she have the face to face the ancestors of the Chen family a hundred years later?
Baili Moqing glanced at her sideways, "What's this? Do you think it's just digging up a grave and whipping a corpse?"
The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile, which made people feel stunning at first sight, but at second sight, it was as if an evil spirit had come to them.
"And you!"
He threw the towel in his hand to the ground, put his hands back into his sleeves, and looked calm.
"The dead are dead. They feel no fear, no terror, and no pain."
"But the living are different."
"As long as you're alive, you'll feel fear, pain, and what it means to live a life worse than death. You'll also know what happens to those who abuse a baby, especially one of the royal heirs!"
"You, you..." The old woman was so frightened that her expression was dazed. She felt a damp heat under her body, but she was unaware of it.
"Lingchi, have you heard of it?" He rested his elbows on his knees and moved closer to her. "You've heard of it, but you haven't seen it, right?"
"I haven't seen it either, but someone else has. She even described the scene in great detail. Do you want to hear it?"
The old woman shook her head subconsciously, but Baili Moqing did not intend to stop talking.
"Old ginseng can keep a person alive. A good executioner will shave off all the flesh and blood from a person's body, but the person will not die.
Three thousand three hundred and fifty-seven cuts, each one cutting through flesh.
Don't worry, even if you are fat, a good executioner will be able to execute you without missing a single blow..."
"No, no, no... I don't want it, you are a devil, you are a devil!!"
The old woman rushed towards Baili Moqing like a madman, her mouth open and her face full of ferocity, as if she wanted to bite the person in front of her to death.
Seeing this, Nanqi quickly stepped forward and kicked the old woman away from two meters away.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
With a few loud bangs, all the tables in the banquet hall were knocked over. By the time everyone recovered from their shock and fear, the old woman was unable to move.
Everyone looked at the calm man in the wheelchair, unable to tell what emotions were surging in their hearts.
"Call the military doctor to take a look, don't let her die!" She still has a mission to complete!
After he finished speaking, it took a long time for someone to come back to their senses and respond.
Shu He looked at her, feeling both surprised and nervous.
His reaction was so strange.
He clearly looked like he was going to kill someone before, but now, he is so calm!
She couldn't even sense his killing intent towards her...
Did he believe Yi'er's identity and also believe her?
Zhu Zifeng stared at him, unable to believe it. "Prince Li, are you going to acknowledge that child's identity? Do you really want to acknowledge the child of a pariah as your own?"
Baili Moqing swept over with a cold gaze, and there was no patience in his eyes at all.
"Zhu Zifeng, I can forgive your stupidity, but I cannot accept that you treat me like a fool and fool me!"
Zhu Zifeng tried to remain calm, but panic was already evident in his eyes. "Your Highness, what do you mean by this?"
What's going on? How can he be so calm?
Why didn't Shu He's true identity have any effect on him?
Also, when he said that, did he discover something?
"Tell me, how could a child who had been abused for years grow to the same height as other children of the same age despite lacking nutrition?"
Zhu Zifeng was stunned and actually ignored this question.
"Perhaps the child didn't suffer too much criticism, so..."
The soldiers were furious when they heard this.
Didn't he suffer too much criticism? Was Zhu Zifeng deaf? Didn't he hear what Miss Zhang said earlier?
How can one become skinny without being criticized too much?
How can you be covered in wounds without being criticized too much?
Zhu Zifeng's heart is completely different from her appearance, so ugly!
"You said the child was over two years old. On what basis did you determine that?"
Zhu Zifeng's fingers, hidden in his sleeves, were tightly pinching the edge of his clothes. "When the princess first met the child, she asked her age, and she herself answered two and a half!"
"Just based on this?" Can the words of a two-year-old child be used as her evidence?
Baili Moqing knew that she must have other evidence.
"Of course not! I have two witnesses!"