Laughing, the host always wants to escape

Chapter 114 The Regent Has a Beautiful Girl in His Golden House (21)

Watching the carriage gradually moving out of his sight, Ling Si turned around and walked directly towards the direction of Rong'an Palace.

He first bribed a few vendors to spread the word that a man had offended the Left Prime Minister and was thrown into the Hidden Mountain by him. Then he deliberately revealed the man's name.

I believe that it won’t be long before Prince Rong’an will receive the news, but I don’t know how he will respond.

At noon, Tang Cuo clearly felt that the carriage stopped shaking, and then several people pulled Tang Cuo off the carriage.

Tangcuo looked at the high black-tiled wall in front of him and his eyes twitched unconsciously.

Several people behind him held Tang Cuo's arms tightly.

The further you go inside, the quieter the surroundings seem to be. Compared to Mu Hanqing's prison, this place gives people a feeling of unknown, with a chilling and cold feeling.

Several people pushed Tang Cuo into one of the interrogation rooms, and then fixed him on the cross behind them. "Xiao Ye, I want to run now. Do I still have a chance?"

Tangcuo swallowed, then his eyes fell on the torture instruments hanging on the surrounding walls, his heart beating violently.

At the front of the interrogation room was a red-hot charcoal stove with several branding irons in the middle, which made a sizzling sound from time to time.

[Uh, given the current situation, it may be difficult for the host to escape... But don't worry, the system will definitely relieve your pain in time...

However, the host must also be mentally prepared, because the system cannot completely shield you. ]

"why?"

[Because if the host does not feel any pain, it is likely to arouse their suspicion, thus changing the direction of the plot. However, host, please rest assured that the system will definitely not let you die. It's just that the pain you endure must have a 4:6 ratio to the actual pain.]

After hearing Ono's assurance, Tang Cuo felt relieved: 40% to 60% is fine, it's better than 100%.

[Don't worry, host. Once there is a chance, the system will immediately plan your escape route.]

"I hope I'll still have a chance to escape by then..."

Several people looked at his calm face and all showed displeasure: No expression at all, is he not afraid?

Ling San walked forward a few steps in disbelief, raised his hand to pick up a thick wooden stick beside him, and shook it a few times in his palm.

"Boss, since the Left Prime Minister said to hand this man over to us, let me take action first. I want to avenge Ling Qi!" His eyes were bloodshot, even filled with hatred.

"The left prime minister said, don't beat him to death in one breath."

"Don't worry, I guarantee that he will suffer a fate worse than death." As soon as he finished speaking, Ling San raised the stick and hit him hard on the abdomen. Tang Cuo clearly heard the sound of his broken ribs.

Then a piercing pain instantly swept through his nerves. Tang Cuo's face turned pale, and a fishy and sweet taste surged in his throat: Xiaoye, are you... sure this is 40% or 60%?

Sweat covered his forehead, Tangcuo's chest heaved, and physiological tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

"Mr. Tang, how is it? Doesn't this feel good? You are just a discarded chess piece, why do you pretend to be so noble?" Ling Jie looked at his painful expression and spoke calmly.

Tangcuo endured the pain in his body and said nothing.

"Don't say anything. Let's see how long you can endure. Now I ask you, how many masters are there in Mu Hanqing's mansion? Who does he interact with most closely?"

Huh? This is already a military secret, how would I know?

Tang Cuo looked at them in silence, then shook his head, "I don't know. I wasn't with him when he was talking about it."

"I don't know. That doesn't matter. We don't plan to get anything out of you anyway. We're just going through the motions." Then, Ling Jie strode to the side and took down two silver iron hooks from the wall.

"You guys, lock his bones, hang him up, and leave him out to dry for the night."

Upon hearing this, the younger brother behind him hurriedly took the silver hook from his hand and then pierced it into Tang Cuo's collarbone. Blood flowed along the hook onto the ground, making a "tick-tick" sound.

Even though the pain had been reduced by six points by the system, it still made Tang Cuo gasp.

Tangcuo's feet left the ground, and the piercing pain spread through every inch of his skin, even his tendons and bones...

Several people looked at his painful expression, grinned, and then left the cell together, leaving Tangcuo alone.

The pain all over his body almost made Tang Cuo faint, "Xiao Ye, can you reduce it a little bit? I feel like I can't bear it anymore..." Tang Cuo's voice became weak and even his breathing became intermittent.

[Negotiate immediately, host, hold on, don't die, give me a few seconds.] Tangcuo listened to Xiaoye's voice and felt like he was about to cry.

Three seconds later, the system voice sounded again.

[Because the host's negotiation was successful, the pain in the whole body was reduced by another 20%.]

Sure enough, as soon as his voice fell, Tang Cuo instantly felt the pain in his body reduced a lot, "Xiao Ye, if you could have done this earlier, why didn't you do this just now?"

[Host, don't be angry. Xiao Ye will negotiate in time in the future to seek the greatest benefit for the host...]

"Well, I'm sorry. You must be helpless to have to deal with a host like me, right?"

[The host is the best host I have ever seen. Although he always wants to escape, he is always conscientious and smart. Following you, my efficiency has improved.]

What Tangcuo didn't know was that in order to ease his pain, Ono gave up his own chance of promotion. For the next few decades, or even hundreds of years, he would only be able to be at the most basic level of the system.

There is even the possibility of being destroyed at any time due to failure to complete the mission...

At the same time, Mu Hanqing sat in front of a rattan chair, holding a book in his hand as usual, but this time he couldn't concentrate on reading it. From time to time, he kept thinking about what Tang Cuo said to him.

……

"I won't fall in love with anyone else."

"I'll teach you."

"You will come to save me, right? The first step of love is trust." The lingering smile of Tang Cuo in Mu Hanqing's mind made him extremely irritated.

He threw the bamboo slips in his hand out with force, and a loud noise was heard.

After hearing the noise, Rong Cuo, who was stationed outside the door, immediately walked in, bent down to pick up the bamboo slips on the ground, and then stood respectfully beside Mu Hanqing, "Your Majesty, is there anything you need to tell me?"

"Is there any action from Xiao Chengyu's side?"

"The person the prince sent to investigate reported that the left prime minister has been very quiet these days, and even refused to attend court on the grounds of illness."

"Okay, got it. You can go down." Mu Hanqing rubbed his eyebrows and waved his hand casually.

"Your Majesty..."

"What's wrong? Is there anything else?" Mu Hanqing looked at him, seeming to want to say something but hesitated.

"There are several groups of vendors at the gate of the palace. I have traced them and found that they are arranged by the left prime minister..."