How could he forget that it was the eyes of Concubine Xiao Shu before her death. The beautiful eyes that almost captured the bright sunny sunny, and she stared at him quietly before she died.

Since then, many late nights, those eyes will appear unexpectedly in his dreams. Such eyes have been in his dreams again and again, as cold as a cold snake entangled him.

"you!"

"You probably don't remember that the child next to you hadn't closed his eyes when you attacked her."

Although he fainted, he somehow woke up again in the middle. With his eyes half open, he saw Xu Mian's face and those vicious expressions fell into his eyes one by one. Similarly, the look of Concubine Xiao Shu's eyes before her death was deeply engraved into his mind.

Since then, every time I recall that scene, the eyes of both of them almost occupied his entire childhood.

That was his nightmare.

"I couldn't figure out what you did to my mother back then. It was just a desperate punishment. Why did you have to add the criminal law privately and torture her like that?"

Chu Yu paused, and his eyes gradually turned cold.

"Later I realized it was because of your hopeless admiration."

It was just because Xu Mian loved Concubine Rong back then.

He could not bear to see her suffer, so after receiving the order to punish Concubine Xiao Shu, he secretly used various extreme means to torture her for nearly three hours. During those three hours, he saw the darkest side of the palace.

But at the age of five, he was frightened silly. His world changed from color to grayish white, and in the end, there was only darkness left.

Retracting his thoughts, Chu Yu shook his head and laughed, "At this moment, everything is meaningless. However, since I was ordered to deal with the remnants of the prince, the Prime Minister, who is the leader, naturally, must treat it well."

"What do you want to do, how can you-"

Before Xu Mian finished speaking, Chu Yu turned the wheelchair and directly asked the people waiting behind him to step forward.

He held him down and then took him to the deepest interrogation room in the prison.

He was outside, watching Xu Mian's torture in the interrogation room with his own eyes, and watched him faint again and again, and be awakened by the biting cold salt water, and then began a new round of torture.

There are various torture methods that Xu Mian used to do back then, and there are also new torture methods that Chu Yu himself discovered over the years. Each of them makes people feel desperate and just want to die.

Xu Mian was once again awakened, and no one in her body was intact.

But even so, he still couldn't feel death approaching him, just because Chu Yu used pills for him to protect all his heart.

He said, "It is impossible to fight your life's sin without torture for seven days and seven nights."

Xu Mian trembled all over, and a sense of despair emerged from the depths of his heart. He looked at the man sitting in a wheelchair in front of him, his lips moved, and he said silently, "Please...please...you."

He begged, he just wanted to die.

Chu Yu's fingers bent slightly, rubbed his fingertips against each other, and his lips couldn't help but touched him a little. Looking at this scene, I felt very happy.

"Stop and let him slow down."

Then, the fatal sentence was the most deadly, "After that, every two hours, a new round of experiments will be conducted."

"No--"

In the interrogation room, a sharp and miserable shout was carried out.

Chu Yu left only then, and he didn't want to look at Xu Mian again.

So far, all his hatred has ended.

*

Back to Ning Prince's Mansion, it was already late at night.

Chu Yu did not return to the main courtyard, but took all his thoughts to the study room.

He locked himself in it alone, held the boxes, opened them one by one, and slowly hung them all over the bookshelf in the study.

There are eighteen paintings in total, and the women in the paintings are all scenery. Each one is what he imagines in his mind, but it is still vivid and lifelike.

Just like, a living person stands before his eyes.

"Eighteen months." Chu Yu murmured quietly, counting the days they separated.

Since Jing Wei left the capital to join the army, he began to paint one every month. After this continuous process, eighteen months had passed unknowingly.

In late autumn in November, the climate gradually turns cooler.

He looked at the woman in the painting and imagined what kind of clothes she was wearing at the moment, and whether it was the same as he thought: a soft and flowing long skirt danced in the wind, and a lotus was growing step by step, and what kind of amazing style it was.

"Jing'er, wait a little longer."

...

Seven days later, Prime Minister Xu Mianji died suddenly and died in prison.

Then he was carried out and thrown at the mass grave at will.

The Prime Minister's Mansion was confiscated, and all the men, women, young and old in the family were ended up being the result of their own.

Ying Yi reported on the situation of all the princelings and factions and explained in detail the matters.

"Prince, this matter has been settled. This note can be handed directly to the emperor. All the results of the handling will be explained in detail." Ying handed over the note.

Chu Yu took it, looked at it again, and nodded after confirming it, "Send it to the palace."

Early December, mid-winter month.

The State of Jin and the Northern Wei signed a peace treaty, which agreed not to fight within ten years. At the same time, as a defeated state, the Northern Wei must worship the State of Jin during the past ten years.

Since then, the continuous wars of the Northern Wei and Jin have ended in the decades, and entered a seemingly peaceful stage of recuperation.

"Chu Yu, you are very strong."

The Regent of the Northern Wei Dynasty looked at the man in front of him. Although he was not good at walking in a wheelchair, his physical disability did not make the man less vicious. What he clearly understood in the battle on the northern border of Jin State was not only his extremely high military talent, but more of his ruthlessness towards his hostility.

If you encounter such an enemy in your life, it will be a headache for a lifetime.

What's more, Chu Yan is still in his hands.

"Ten years later, Chu Yan will return to the Northern Wei Dynasty." Chu Yu said casually with a plain face.

This is something that the Regent of the Northern Wei Dynasty attaches great importance to, but is not easy to do.

Although Concubine Li was already betrayal, like a fence-bearing man, Chu Yan was undoubtedly his parent-child.

If Chu Yu hadn't helped, Chu Yan would not have survived. Even if he was alive, he would have been very miserable.

"He's in your mansion?"

"I have protected him for ten years. If he wants to do so in ten years, he will naturally return to the Northern Wei Dynasty."

The Regent of the Northern Wei Dynasty smiled and nodded, "It's so good."

Looking at the team gradually moving away, Chu Yu finally withdrew his gaze, and Ying Yi's hair shivered from the side.

He couldn't help but tremble, "Prince, will it be possible to deceive the regent of the Northern Wei Dynasty like this?"

It was so miserable. I got a good son for nothing and thought it was my own. If I suddenly found out the truth one day, wouldn’t I be angry to death!

"He won't know."

No one in this world knows what the truth is.

Jing Wei accidentally mentioned to him various possibilities of the existence of such things as bloody recognition.

It is simply nonsense to use this to determine whether the two have a parent-child relationship.

Then, his father thought Chu Yan was a parent-child, so he treated it as a parent-child.

The Regent of the Northern Wei Dynasty lacked a son, so why couldn't Chu Yan become his heir?

Who cares about the truth in this world?
Chapter completed!