Disguised as a man: Watch me create a new dynasty

Chapter 192 The Sinful Place Under the Imperial Palace

Sheng'er used to be too tired. At such a young age, he had to worry about the honor and development of the entire family like an adult.

You are just a ten-year-old kid, you should experience the joy of childhood.

She leaned gently on the emperor's shoulder, feeling his warmth and strength.

At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten all her worries and pains, and only hoped that time could stay at this moment forever.

But thinking about the upcoming palace banquet, she frowned slightly again.

The emperor told her to just sit and watch the show, so why didn't she give it a try?

The emperor gently interrupted Xie Xiyuan's wild thoughts and pulled her to the table, "Yuanyuan, come and grind the ink for me."

"Laifu, bring the imperial edict."

"The slave obeys the order."

Eunuch Lai Fu took the blank imperial edict and handed it to the emperor.

However, he was shocked and confused in his heart. The emperor actually skipped other procedures and drafted the decree himself!

Yan Nansheng followed the palace maid to the side hall. Wow, even the side hall was so luxurious.

It seems that the emperor father is still very rich.

Although she was not short of money or good things, Yan Nansheng still felt somewhat relieved by the attitude of her emperor father.

"Rou Bao, what is the karma you just mentioned?"

There was anger in Roubao's voice, "Master, what the queen did is worse than that of an animal!"

"..."

Yan Nansheng listened to Roubao's words and looked at the picture on the blue screen, his eyes gradually becoming cold.

What a great Queen Jiang! Does she really think that this palace belongs to her Jiang family?

How dare you do such a cruel thing in the palace!

I wonder if she won’t be haunted by wronged ghosts in her dreams at midnight!

I've heard of princesses keeping lovers, but I've never heard of the Empress Dowager keeping one while the Emperor is still alive!

Yan Nansheng stood in front of the screen. The scene on the screen was like a nightmare from which she could not wake up, and her heart instantly sank into endless darkness.

That was the dungeon beneath Queen Jiang's bedroom, a place that hid countless crimes.

The gloomy dungeon was filled with a damp and decayed smell, as if it was a corner forgotten by the world.

The faint candlelight flickered, barely illuminating the dim space, but it added a bit of horror to the atmosphere.

The ground was paved with cold, hard stones, with patches of moss growing in some places, emitting a pungent musty smell.

The water droplets on the wall slowly slid down, making a slight dripping sound, which seemed particularly clear in the silence, as if it was a countdown to death.

Cages of different sizes were arranged in an orderly manner, like dark cages, imprisoning the queen's incredible "pet".

These "pets" are not cute cats and dogs.

But they are real living people!

It's a man!

Cages come in different sizes, and their size not only represents the difference in space, but also means the difference in the degree of favor received.

Those small cages were extremely cramped and could only accommodate one person.

The cage is made of thick black iron bars, which are covered with rust, as if telling the vicissitudes of time and the despair of the prisoners.

The gaps in the cages were narrow, and the prisoners' hands and feet often got stuck in them, leaving bloody marks.

The person in the small cage could hardly move and could only survive in an extremely painful posture.

The large cages were relatively spacious, but they only gave a glimmer of false hope in the midst of despair.

The large cages were also made of iron, but were more finely crafted, and some were decorated with gorgeous yet cold carvings.

Although the space in the cage is slightly larger, it is also full of oppressive feeling.

The prisoners could stretch their bodies a little inside, but they were still unable to break free from the restraints.

The bottom of the big cage was covered with some worn-out straw, which was their only "bed", but it could not provide them with any warmth or comfort.

Throughout the dungeon, these cages seemed like evil boxes, imprisoning innocent souls and witnessing the queen's cruelty and evil.

Some of the men in the cages had shocking scars all over their bodies, which were the marks of the queen's cruel abuse.

Their clothes were tattered and barely covered their bodies, and their exposed skin was covered in bruises and purples, one could tell at a glance what they had been through.

Some of the wounds were still oozing blood, staining the surrounding ground red.

Their eyes were empty and lifeless, as if their souls had been taken away, leaving only bodies struggling to survive in this dark cage.

"Master, most of these people are common people, and there are also illegitimate sons of officials."

Meat Bun pointed at one of the men who didn't have a single piece of good meat on his body, his voice filled with grief and indignation.

"This is the illegitimate son of the General of the Cavalry."

There was not a single piece of healthy flesh on his body, and the new and old wounds were intertwined together, making it unbearable to look at.

His face was full of pain, his lips were cracked and trembling slightly.

His body curled up into a ball, trying to find a little warmth and comfort.

But where is the warmth in this cold dungeon?

Some of his wounds had already festered and emitted a pungent stench.

Those indescribable parts were even more horrific to look at, tortured beyond recognition.

His eyes were full of despair and fear, as if telling of the endless pain he had suffered.

He pointed at the boy whose body was covered in bruises and who was left with only his underwear, "This is the youngest son of the owner of Baiweizhai on South Street. He is only thirteen years old!"

The youngest son of the owner of Baiweizhai on South Street in Beijing is only thirteen years old!

Also imprisoned in this horrible place.

His body was covered with bruises and he was left with only a pair of underpants to cover his body.

His eyes were filled with fear and helplessness, and tears welled up in his eyes.

His body was so thin that it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

Although his wounds were not as serious as those of the illegitimate son of the General of Cavalry, they were still heartbreaking.

Those purple scars were the marks left by the Queen's cruel means, and they witnessed the nightmare that the child had suffered.

Roubao's voice echoed in the dim dungeon, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Yan Nansheng's heart hard.

"The half-dressed girl curled up in the corner is a girl! She is the new embroiderer in the palace!"

In the corner, a girl was curled up.

She was a girl who was selected from the south and came to the palace this year. She should have had a bright future, but unfortunately she fell into the clutches of the queen.

Her hair was disheveled and her face was covered in dirt.

Her body was trembling, as if she was afraid of something.

Although her wounds were not obvious, it could be seen from her painful expression that she had also suffered inhuman torture.

Roubao continued to introduce these poor victims.

Yan Nansheng's face became paler and paler, her hands gradually clenched, and the blue veins on the back of her hands throbbed.

She couldn't imagine that beneath this prosperous palace, there was such a cruel crime hidden.

"In that big cage over there..."

"That's enough! Meat Bun, stop talking..."

Yan Nansheng's voice trembled, and her heart was filled with anger and grief.

She could no longer listen to these tragic stories, because every word was like a sharp blade, piercing her heart.

"Master, these are at least still alive. There are already countless people buried in the dry well in the west..."

Roubao's voice was low and suppressed.

Yan Nansheng took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.