The Aloof Prince Pampers His Wild First Rate Consort

The more he walked in, the more Fu Huan felt that his footsteps became more and more vain, and the cold sweat broke out all over his body.

It seems that this boundary really conflicts with her.

After walking for a while, Fu Huan began to hear bursts of screams, as well as the sound of various iron chains and whips being whipped. There was an aura of death in this floor.

"Those imprisoned here are all people who committed heinous crimes during their lifetime, so after death, they will also be tortured here, and they will never be reincarnated." You Lan cast a glance at Fu Huan, with a hint of tinge in her tone. ghosts.

Fu Huan pursed her lips, "Then what am I going to do here?"

"There's nothing to do here, the main thing is the executioner." You Lan said, stopping outside an iron gate.

Fu Huan stopped and looked inside the iron gate, and saw a man who was tied up.

"This is a sinner who just came down. God will execute the punishment here. After the punishment is finished, other people will send it." You Lan said.

"What punishment?"

"Saw punishment."

Fu Huan was stunned for a moment, and digested the word "saw punishment". According to rumors, people were cut open section by section with a saw to death...

This one is a bit too heavy.

"Shangshen, go quickly. My lord never likes to procrastinate. If you delay, I'm afraid you will punish Shangshen." You Lan reminded Fu Huan, then opened the iron gate and signaled Fu Huan to enter.

Fu Huan nodded and walked in.

After entering, I found a saw at my feet.

"Then I'll go first. If there is something wrong with Fu Huan Shangshen, just send someone to find me." You Lan smiled, turned and left after speaking.

Inside the iron gate, Fu Huan bent down, picked up the saw on the ground, and glanced at the man who was tied up, but there was no movement for a long time.

Compared to the screams coming from the other iron gates, Fuhuan's side was really very quiet.

First of all, she was a little afraid to make a move.

Second, she is not feeling well.

The man who was tied up in front of him saw that Fu Huan was holding back the saw, and became more and more frightened, and finally couldn't help crying, "Please, please, please let this fairy let this villain go to reincarnation, villain!" Be a good person in your next life!"

Fu Huan felt a little headache when he heard it, and rubbed his temples, "Shut up!"

After a scolding sound came out, the man obediently closed his mouth, and just looked at the saw in Fu Huan's hand in horror.

...

Outside, Si Qing was leaning against a wall, watching Fu Huan's every move inside the iron gate through the phantom condensed by Youlan.

Seeing that Fu Huan hadn't moved, You Lan looked at Si Qing, "My lord, Fu Huan is a woman after all, so we should leave things like torture to the brats?"

Si Qing didn't answer You Lan's words, but still looked at Fu Huan in the phantom with interest, "In less than a cup of tea, I wiped my sweat three times. Are these 18 floors of hell very hot?"

The entire land boundary is a very cold place, and it should be impossible if it is so hot.

So, are you scared?

Hearing the words, You Lan also noticed the beads of sweat oozing from Fu Huan's face. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Si Qing's gaze was fixed on Fu Huan's body tightly with one side of her eyes. smile...

You Lan was slightly taken aback. She had been with Si Qing for so long, but she had never seen Si Qing show such an expression.

Involuntarily, he clenched his fingers lightly.

"Kangdang——" A crisp voice suddenly came from the phantom.

The saw in Fu Huan's hand fell from her palm, and then she saw Fu Huan leaning against the wall beside her, panting continuously, and her complexion became paler and paler.

Si Qing frowned slightly, what's wrong?

"Bring her up."

After throwing down the four words, Si Qing went to his study.

After a while, Fu Huan was brought into his study by two little ghosts.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard Si Qing's taunting voice, "You can't even do the most basic things like torture, and the Emperor of Heaven still sent you here to practice. Is it to make trouble for me?"

Fu Huan lowered her eyes. When she was in the 18th floor of hell just now, the coolness that surged up from the bottom of her feet almost swallowed all the fire-like breath in her body.

Even, accompanied by bursts of suffocation.

"The things you assigned to me are too cruel." Fu Huanguang thought of taking a saw to cut off people one by one, and felt faintly nauseous.

"Cruel?" Si Qing raised his eyes and smiled coldly, "People who can be imprisoned in the 18th floor of hell, what kind of people do you think they were when they were alive?"

After finishing speaking, Si Qing raised his hand and threw a booklet at Fu Huan's feet.

Fu Huan bent down to pick up the booklet, opened the first page, and there was a character information recorded on it——

Zhang Wu, a native of Yuncheng, was the county magistrate of Yuncheng during his lifetime. He robbed the women of the people, corrupted the law by taking bribes, bought murderers, and committed all kinds of crimes.

All the year round, seventy years old.

"What do you think of such a villain who has lived to be seventy years old?" Si Qing stared at Fu Huan.

Fu Huan shook her head, not wanting to speak.

"Is it cruel to make him suffer so much after death that he was so carefree in life?" Si Qing asked again.

Fu Huan shook his head again, although he didn't speak, but this time, his heart towards Si Qing changed somewhat.

But she still can't do those things, because...

"My fire-like breath seems to be in conflict with this boundary. The colder the place, the more uncomfortable it is for me. Can you just let me stay on this floor?" After Fu Huan finished speaking, he looked up at Si Qing with a tone There was a trace of grievance mixed in.

She provoked someone, and was sent here for no reason, and now she is still in conflict with her true energy. Just now, she almost killed herself in the 18th floor of hell.

"Are you sure the Emperor of Heaven asked you to come here to practice and be punished?" Si Qing was speechless for a while, but he didn't reject Fu Huan immediately.

Fu Huan curled her lips and thought to herself, you think I want to come.

Seeing her rolling her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking about, Si Qing stood up in a strange manner, walked to Fu Huan's side, and pressed her sleeve against hers without a trace.

After using mind reading, Fu Huan clearly conveyed the thoughts in his heart at this time——

If you have the ability, go and ask the Emperor of Heaven to invite me back!

If it weren't for the emperor's will, let me come here to monitor your every move, do you think I will come?

And let me saw people with a saw, am I like this kind of person?

...

After Si Qing found out what was going on in her heart, the corners of his lips curled into a faint smile.

It turned out that they were here to monitor him.

"For a while now, just stay by my side until the emperor orders you to leave." Si Qing glanced at Fu Huan, still standing beside her.

Fu Huan was taken aback for a moment, then looked sideways at Si Qing, "So easy to talk?"

"It seems that you misunderstood me deeply." Si Qing said flatly.

Fu Huan curled her lips, thinking of the threat she received when meeting this lord for the first time in her mind, and muttered to herself, are you sure it was all a misunderstanding?

Forget it, since she was allowed to stay by his side, that would be the best, at least he wouldn't have to face those ghosts and monsters anymore.

It's better to stay here with him, the study room is clean and bright.

When Si Qing heard her thoughts, she was a little surprised. Her first reaction, shouldn't it be that staying by his side would make it easier to monitor him?

The first thing to pay attention to is the environment...

This woman's mind is full of pretense.

"Come and study ink!" After talking with Fu Huan for a while, Si Qing sat back at the desk and ordered Fu Huan to come and study ink.

Fu Huan is good at things like ink research.

When I lived in Ziwei Palace, I didn't do this kind of thing very often.

So he walked to the desk, picked up the ink stone, and started grinding the ink slowly.

Gradually, Fu Huan discovered that Si Qing was very serious when doing things, carefully reading and handling the booklets in his hand one by one, and did not speak a word to her during the process.

After a long time, Fu Huan's legs felt a little sore.

Seeing that there was still a lot of ink in the inkstone, and Si Qing was dealing with other matters, he quietly walked to a chair beside him and sat down.

As soon as he sat down, Si Qing, who had been busy all this time, raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Huan who was yawning with his head propped up. He shook his head helplessly, but he didn't make a sound to stop her.

After a long time, when Si Qing found that the ink in the inkstone had been used up, he was about to call Fu Huan over to grind the ink, but when he looked up, he saw that Fu Huan had already fallen asleep in the chair.

Breathing lightly, tilting his head and shrinking his body, his sleeping posture resembled a lazy cat.

This afternoon, Si Qing didn't know how long he had stared at this sleeping face.

...

When Fu Huan woke up, Si Qing was still busy, but it was Si Qing himself who studied ink.

"Are you awake?" As soon as he opened his eyes, a cold voice sounded from the desk.

No need to think about it, Fu Huan also knows that facing this strict Master Mingshen, she may be punished next...

"I..." Fu Huan opened his mouth, "I haven't slept well for several days, so I accidentally fell asleep just now."

Si Qing looked at her, and before he could speak, Fu Huan added, "My lord, you've been busy for so long, are you hungry? Do you want me to cook something for you?"

"You can cook?" Si Qing didn't know why he said this out of nowhere.

Fu Huan nodded immediately, "Yes, yes, when I was in Ziwei Palace, I would often cook something for Ziwei's father when I had nothing to do."

"Then wait for me first, I'll get you something to eat." After speaking, Fu Huan hurriedly ran out of Si Qing's study as if afraid of being punished.

After leaving the study door, he let out a long sigh of relief.

How cowardly.

When I saw this Lord Hades, I was afraid to die.

After leaving the study, Fu Huan was about to ask the kid guarding the door where the dining room was, when he saw Master Youlan walking towards here holding a few booklets, obviously he had something to tell Si Qing.

"Where is God Fu Huan going?" You Lan looked at Fu Huan, and found that Fu Huan's appearance was obviously just waking up.

But……

How could the adults allow her to sleep while being punished?

"May I ask how to get to the dining room here?" Fu Huan asked.

"Dining room? Is God Fu Huan hungry?" You Lan was a little surprised, it was not time to eat, how could the adults let her out to eat.

Fu Huan smiled, "No, I'm going to cook some food for Mr. Mingshen."

"..." You Lan was stunned again, and twitched the corner of her mouth, "But the adults don't seem to like this..."

She used to make meals for Si Qing for ten days in a row, but every time Si Qing sent her back, the reason was always the same, that is——

He does not need it.

After that, You Lan thought that Si Qing really didn't need it, so she never made meals for Si Qing by herself.

But this is it?

Fu Huan frowned, "Really? But just now he didn't say no..."