Zheng Yuheng was a little stunned.
　　He looked at the chain on his wrist, then looked at the smiling Empress Dowager in front of him, and hesitantly moved a few steps closer and asked: "Then... I, the subordinate Zheng Junzhi, pay my respects to the Empress Dowager?"
　　Dong Lingjiu said: "Is it enough to just pay my respects?"
　　She said slowly, and just wanted to say "You are a person awaiting trial, and your guilt is still unknown." Zheng Yuheng misunderstood, and he knelt in front of Dong Lingjiu, facing the layers of pearls and embroidery on the lapels. Zheng Zhushi
　　raised his hand and put his fingers on the corner of her robe, and the chain touched crisply, making a lonely sound.
　　He asked softly: "What does the Empress want me to do?"
　　He leaned on Dong Lingjiu's knees, and his behavior was much bolder than before. In front of Aunt Yue Wan, he dared to pretend to be docile and deceitful, asking for love.
　　Dong Lingjiu coughed lightly, slowly brushed off his hand, smiled, stepped on the cold chain that locked the prisoners in the inner prison, and looked at the red marks on his wrist.
　　"How dare you." She said lightly, "You are so reckless as a criminal."
　　Zheng Yuheng lowered his head, but he was actually not afraid at all - this incident today was bound to happen, it was just a matter of time. It would be better if the Qilin Guards captured people. If the officers and soldiers locked these people up in the Ministry of Justice, the people there would not show mercy.
　　He had been pampered and daring for a long time. His wrist was forced to stick to the ground like the chain. Because of torture, this place was often cleaned. Although there was no dust on the ground, it was damp and cold.
　　Zheng Yuheng moved his hand slightly, and the chain that was stepped on struggled back and forth, and the red mark on his wrist was rubbed deeper. There was no other way, he could only pretend that he really didn't know her, and said pitifully: "I have offended the emperor, please punish me, Your Majesty."
　　"Punishment..." Dong Lingjiu repeated, and asked Du Yuewan, "What kind of punishment should I give?"
　　Aunt Yuewan said expressionlessly: "Being whipped."
　　Zheng Yuheng shuddered all over, and suddenly raised his eyes... No, are you serious?
　　Dong Lingjiu nodded and thought for a moment, and then said: "Whipped is not good."
　　Zheng Yuheng breathed a sigh of relief, the Empress Dowager still loves me...
　　"Tie him up and feed him medicine." She said.
　　Du Yuewan immediately said: "Yes."
　　Zheng Yuheng blinked and didn't react for a while, until Aunt Yuewan pulled him up, put her hands around the back, and tied the chain to the setting on the rack.
　　This was not as cruel as hanging, but he still couldn't break free, and was completely controlled by others. Zheng Yuheng looked up and saw Aunt Yuewan, who was serious and harsh in the past, holding up the bowl beside the table, which was filled with dark black juice.
　　His heart trembled, he bit his lip, and whispered: "That's enough... Female Minister, I will never be arrogant again, and I will listen to you..."
　　Du Yuewan smiled, and this beautiful face looked inexplicably gloomy in the low light. Zheng Yuheng always felt that she was abusing her power for personal gain and deliberately attacking him, but after looking at Dong Lingjiu, he still drank it with gritted teeth. As soon as he took
　　a sip of this bowl of medicine, he tasted that there was a dose of aphrodisiac in it - is there really such a trial method in the inner prison? Or is it a special interrogation method of the Queen Mother for him?
　　Zheng Yuheng drank it obediently.
　　Du Yuewan stepped back and helped Dong Lingjiu to stand up.
　　The Queen Mother walked in front of him, and the sandalwood mixed with the rich fragrance surrounded him. She held the hand warmer, and it was cold all around, but her breath was extremely warm, sweeping gently and passing over her skin.
　　She asked, "When did Zheng, the chief official, go to the warehouse department?"
　　Zheng Yuheng's Adam's apple moved slightly. He knew that Dong Lingjiu must remember this date, and answered meekly, "October 5th."
　　"You lied." She approached.
　　The golden hairpins on her temples shone brightly, and the step-shaking ornaments in the middle were dignified. The two of them breathed together, and their breaths were audible. They were extremely close. Between the slightly opened red lips, the pressure of the superior accompanied by the ambiguous atmosphere of deep affection swirled and flowed, brewing a piece of wine that made people intoxicated.
　　Zheng Yuheng's mind was slightly confused, his chest was pounding, and the root of his tongue was a little knotted. Under the other party's gaze, he could only accept the charge of "lying" and whispered, "I... can't remember it clearly."
　　"You can't even remember this clearly?" Dong Lingjiu smiled slightly. She raised her hand and slowly adjusted Zheng Yuheng's collar. Such a calm movement and behavior actually made him feel dry in the mouth. "...You must be related to this case."
　　Zheng Yuheng calmed down and tried to deny: "No. I am innocent."
　　Dong Lingjiu nodded, not knowing whether to believe this or not. She was really bad. She never showed an aggressive side in the relationship between men and women, but she was like a surging, boundless tide, surging from the deepest and most secluded seabed. Even if he resisted for a while, he would be wet and drowned by her again and again sooner or later.
　　She opened the thin collar.
　　Logically, Zheng Yuheng should feel cold, but he didn't feel cold at all. All his senses were pulled by the touch, and he felt slowly and sensitively - her fingers went down from the neck, through a layer of clothes, and slid across the collarbone.
　　Often, the itch and heat of the previous texture have not subsided, and the next new touch has already entered his mind.
　　Zheng Yuheng really felt that he was being played with. His eyes were red, he took a deep breath, and begged for mercy in a low voice: "My queen..."
　　"What?" Dong Lingjiu asked gently.
　　A deep tooth mark was left on his lower lip, and he restrained himself for a long time before saying, "There's still... there's still someone..."
　　"Yue Wan left a long time ago." Dong Lingjiu turned his cheek to prevent Zheng Yuheng from avoiding it, and the two looked at each other, "I interrogated you personally, and alone."
　　Her eyes were always deep and silent, but at this moment, Zheng Yuheng seemed to be dreaming and saw the thorny interest from them, with a hint of hidden desire for destruction.
　　Facing Dong Lingjiu, he had to devote himself.
　　Zheng Yuheng said softly, "I'm really innocent."
　　Dong Lingjiu smiled and praised him, saying, "Although you're tough, it's very interesting."
　　Little Zheng felt wronged and helpless. He also fell into the scene set up by the Queen Mother for him, as if he was really an innocent loyal official who was implicated and was forced to be interrogated by the power holders of the country.
　　Dong Lingjiu's hand moved away slightly, and then lowered his eyes to look at the standard belt on the green-clothed official.
　　There were no gold or jade decorations, nor were there many precious ornaments hanging on it. At most, there was only a knot holding a simple fish bag. This was easy to peel off from his body. Sometimes, "a gentleman should dress properly" is not only a kind of etiquette, but also a kind of discipline. For a gentleman who is deeply influenced by this teaching, being untidy in clothing is like having a tightly closed clam shell pried open and being accused of obscenity.
　　After the clam shell is removed, the juicy body inside can only curl up helplessly, trying in vain to hide its vulnerable parts.
　　Sure enough, when Dong Lingjiu's hand grasped this simple belt, the other party's body tied to the rack suddenly trembled.
　　She lowered her eyes with a smile on her lips: "Master Zheng, you don't seem to be very innocent either."
　　"Your Highness..." He was speechless.
　　"You look like this, isn't it just to please men with your beauty during the trial?" she said.
　　"No..."
　　"The belt is so loose." She threw away the untied belt with one hand, and habitually touched his earlobe with the other hand, feeling a surprising warmth - but just touching the earlobe, he trembled with tears in his eyes.
　　"You didn't mean to seduce me," she said this word with emphasis, her tone still gentle, "did you seduce me?"
　　Zheng Yuheng was so uncomfortable that he was going crazy. He struggled with his wrists, but he couldn't get rid of the chains. The cold white wrist bones were covered with red marks and scars. He raised his head to breathe, his slender neck was exposed, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and his tone was intermittent: "I didn't... I..." "
　　You lied." She said, "Master Zheng, that's what you think."
　　The bowl of medicine did have a little effect of stimulating passion, but it was only a very small effect. In essence, it was actually a bowl of tonic. Not only would it not hurt the body, but Dong Lingjiu had specifically asked Cui Ling, thinking that he had been busy day and night in the Ministry of Revenue for half a month, and was afraid that he would be exhausted and hurt his vitality, so he brought it to him to replenish his body.
　　It's just that on little Master Zheng, some of the effects of the tonic seemed to be stronger.
　　Dong Lingjiu reached over, passed his fingers over his side, went around to the back of the rack, fiddled with the chains that were wrapped around it, and whispered in Zheng Yuheng's ear: "Why are you struggling so hard?"
　　He took a breath, his voice hoarse: "My queen... please untie me."
　　Dong Lingjiu asked: "What are the conditions?"
　　"My queen... everything I have can be used by you."
　　"Oh?" Dong Lingjiu touched his vitals inconspicuously, "What about this?"
　　The chains made a sudden clattering sound, Zheng Yuheng lowered his head to catch his breath, his eyelashes slightly wet and stuck together, he was confused and almost chaotic thinking, how can you interrogate a prisoner like this? How can you bear it?
　　Before he spoke, the strange, fragrant fragrance came again. Dong Lingjiu held his cheek, kissed his hot earlobe gently, and said: "Are you still not going to plead guilty?"
　　Zheng Yuheng's mind was blank, and he followed her voice and said: "...I plead guilty."
　　"What crime?"
　　"...I have evil intentions," he said in a low voice, "I offended and seduced you."
　　Dong Lingjiu was satisfied. She reached out to untie the chains tied together behind the rack, and also untied the chain wrapped around his wrist.
　　After Zheng Yuheng was free, his hands moved slightly, and then he suddenly hugged the Queen Mother into his arms. He hugged her so tightly that he turned around half a circle with Dong Lingjiu and pressed her against the wall of the inner prison.
　　The next moment, Zheng Yuheng loosened his arms to prevent himself from hugging the Queen Mother too hastily and making her uncomfortable. He hugged her and whispered to her face: "The hand warmer is cold...but I'm so hot."
　　He lifted Dong Lingjiu's hand and put it on himself, then lowered his head to seal her lips, kissing her long, deep, and like a burning flame.
　　…
　　On the other side of the inner prison.
　　The whole room was filled with screams and howls, each one more shrill and terrifying than the last.
　　When he was carried out, Wen Haocheng's legs went limp. He was hung on the rack, looking at the confidant of the Empress Dowager and the famous cruel official of the Great Yin Dynasty.
　　Xu Xiang was sitting in front of him.
　　Wen Yanei looked at him, his soul scattered and his body flew away. He was so scared that he hurriedly said: "Director of the Factory, please spare me. I don't know anything about the deficit and false accounts of the Ministry of Revenue! Otherwise, you can ask my brother and ask him to save me. This really has nothing to do with me!"
　　Xu Xiang said lightly: "I haven't said anything yet. How do you know what I want to ask?"
　　Wen Yanei was stunned for a moment, and said loudly: "It was the new guy who told me. He is also your man! Yes, Zheng Junzhi must have colluded with others. You go and interrogate him. There must be clues!"
　　He soon became suspicious again. Could Zheng Junzhi be inserted by Xu Xiang specifically to target their Ministry of Revenue?
　　Xu Xiang said very calmly: "Other adults have interrogated him for me."
　　"The others..."
　　"The people above." Xu Xiang said briefly.
　　"Didn't he...didn't he get through your channels?" Wen Haocheng asked tentatively, "Will he be punished as well?"
　　Xu Xiang nodded slowly.
　　Wen Haocheng suddenly felt much more balanced. So what if he has the ability? If you are involved in this matter, you will have to peel off a layer of skin. What's the difference between you and us? When he thought that Zheng Junzhi was also being beaten, he felt a lot more relaxed. He felt that since he had a brother who was a minister, the other party would definitely hold back.
　　"Xu Bingbi," he confessed quickly, "I really don't know the details. These are all told to me by that kid named Zheng. Whatever you want to know, I'll tell you everything!"
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　　Wen Yanei: Anyway, we will be beaten together...
　　Little Zheng got into the arms of the empress dowager and acted sweetly.
　　Wen Yanei:? You XX (Kicked out of the live broadcast room by the administrator Xu Xiang for excessive words)