The Emperor's Prisoner

Episode 90's

Jing's body staggered backwards. Blood seeps from hanfu. He pulled out a fork that stuck in the stomach while enduring the pain. Staring sharply at Li Jihyun in front of him. His hand held tightly to the fork and slid forward. "DIE YOU LI JIHYUN!" jing shouted directing the fork tip towards him.

Li Jihyun raised next to her eyebrows. Looking down at Jing who was filled with anger. The distance between Jing and Li Jihyun was getting closer. But the girl had no intention of avoiding. Instead wait for Jing to get closer to her.

The fork in Jing's hand was raised to head-high. Willing to stab Li Jihyun in the eye as her head looked up. But the girl brushed the fork in her hand until it slipped. Jing was startled and was about to jump back. But Li Jihyun's hand moved curling towards Jing's body. Snapping Jing's vital point quickly.

Jing's body immediately drooped to the floor. The woman's eyes moved but her lips were tightly clenched. Can't make a sound due to Li Jihyun's teasing. The girl smiled widely and crouched down in front of Jing. A stifled voice rang out in Li Jihyun's ears but ignored her.

His hand pulled the woman's hair. The sound of pain sounded restrained. The woman's head looked up. His eyes stared intently at Jing. "You shadow emperors but why is this weak? Lien alone is very easy to subvert," Li Jihyun said dismissively. "But it's so boring. He died very quickly. Different from Hai Rong. That woman is so long lived. Though I've been torturing him for days," he continued propping up his chin. Her one hand was still holding onto Jing's hair.

He sighed softly. Jerking woman's hair was rough. The pain spread all over his body. But he can't make a sound. Her lips could not open even if forced. Only the sound of a stifled groan was heard. "Your fate is really unfortunate. You think pecking my eyes won't get caught? Hmph! You guys are wrong. Sooner or later I will definitely find out," Li Jihyun said making Jing clueless.

Whatdoes thatmean? Did we not swear allegiance to the noble concubine. But why did he say such an absurd thing? What matai lotus? Though we did not report the planned noble concubine. Instead we gave a false report, Inner Jing as she continued to think hard. His brain was busy looking for his fault but nothing was found. None of his friends looked suspicious. They did as Li Jihyun ordered.

His eyes glanced at Lien who was already stretched stiff. It felt like Jing asked but the woman was already in another realm. Though all of those answers could be on Lien. Jing turned his attention towards Li Jihyun. He tried to open his mouth but failed. His lips were tightly clenched and very rigidly moved. The tootokan effect that Li Jihyun gave him made him unable to move.

The corner of Li Jihyun's lips lifted. His eyes stared at Jing's helplessness. Even watching the woman being tormented made her very happy. Li Jihyun pulled Jing's hair again making some of her hair fall out. The woman wanted to scream in pain but it was free. His voice will not be heard.

It hurts! How long has your Majesty tortured me? Even my body since I couldn't deliver, Jing's mind tried to move her fingers. But there is even pain that can not be explained. Although detained and forced even though the pain even turned painful. He grimaces in pain.

Seeing Jing who was just grimacing in pain made the girl yawn. The girl turned to look at the head of the corpse that was in a pool of blood. He exhaled and then turned again towards Lien's body. The woman's face was similar to Lian's. They are twin brothers. "You think I let a traitor in my house. Of course not. You alone for the sake of profit side with me and leave behind the glorious emperor. Doesn't that explain that in the future you will also do the same. So before that happens I'd better kill all of you" Li Jihyun said grinning.

Fahrani and Bai who had already died had made their guts faint. This cute girl was so easy to reverse the facts that she made the two maids die in prison. For not being strong in the face of torture. Not to mention the emperor who did not care at all. Making their loyalty waver and turn to Li Jihyun. But their fate actually worsened.

Jing once again moved her fingers hoping that the tootkan effect would come off. But again his attempt failed. His body could not be moved and left behind a pain that tore his joints. He grimaced in pain again. How long does this totokan effect last? Why am I still not gone, he thought confused.

Seeing Jing try so hard to break free made Li Jihyun laugh. Her hand took Jing's hair off. Making the woman's head immediately lowered to hit the floor. Blood seeped on Jing's chin. His chin was injured and added new pain to his body.

"It's not that easy that Jing could escape my tootokan. It took you a long time to get out. But even if it comes off is not it a miracle," he said with a relaxed shoulder. "How long do you think you can be free?" li Jihyun's muttering gently stroked Jing's cheeks making the woman instantly shudder in horror. Li Jihyun's hand dropped to Jing's neck. The warm touch was suffocating him.

"I'm tired of it. Did I just kill him?" li Jihyun muttered that Jing heard. Instantly his eyes were shocked. His efforts got bigger releasing the tootokan even though the blood in his stomach poured profusely. The blood that came from the wound Jing had obtained.

Sweat bars as big as corn seeds fall. Jing's body was no longer strong. He's lost a lot of blood. Li Jihyun yawned casually. His eyes were staring at the open window. The sun was almost drowned indicating that dusk was coming. "It's enough to waste Jing's time" he said, rising and turning his back.

A humming sound was heard. The girl was looking for something in her room. He was busy circling the room as his eyes moved wildly. It's a pity I don't have a sword or a knife, his mind is upset.

His steps stopped in front of the closet. He had already twice passed through the cupboard engraved with lotus flowers. He also did not find any suitable items.

The closet opened again looking for something that could be used to torment Jing. He started to tear apart the neatly lined hanfu fabric. Throw it in any direction. Inevitably one or two hanfu hit Jing's face not far from her.

Li Jihyun's eyes caught the rope lying under her pile of hanfu. His gun stopped being replaced by a smile that looked terrible. His brain quickly thought of an idea. This could be entertainment before Long Jian came home, he muttered patting his hands in excitement.