The dungeon of the palace was built by Qi Yu himself when he was still there. As he walked through the long corridor of the cell, Qi Yu was both excited and a little scared. She was scared but was overjoyed.

While she was scared, she also wished that she could bring Qi Yu out of thin air right away, and her steps slowed down unconsciously.

Qi Yu was in the room at the end. Even though Qi Yu was pacing at the slowest speed, he still made it there.

Qi Yu prepared himself in his mind, "If the final result is not good, don't be disappointed."

Qi Yu in the cell was lying on it with his eyes closed and thinking, because from the moment he entered, he knew that as long as he entered this cell, he would not be able to get out even if he had great abilities.

Moreover, he had previously established a rule that no soldiers were allowed to move inside the cell, in order to prevent prisoners from colluding with the guards.

Because of this, he fell asleep peacefully. His only worry was that the task assigned to him by Fu Ziming might not be completed as scheduled.

At the same time, he was still thinking about Qi Yu, and now he was thinking about whether it was wrong for him to keep hiding it from her sister and fake his death.

Fu Ziming said at the beginning not to be so extreme, but he rejected everything. He could not take risks and let their plan fail.

His thoughts stopped just thinking of this, because he knew it from the moment Qi Yu walked to the entrance.

So he immediately got up from the bed, because Qi Yu had already walked to the front of his cell. There was a hollow iron door between the two of them, and they were both looking at each other.

Qi Yu opened the iron door with a glance at Hawthorn behind him.

The guards behind Hawthorn filed in, controlled Qi Yu, and then took Qi Yu to the torture room.

Soon Qi Yu was tied to a big log that was specially designed for tying prisoners. Not only his hands and feet were also completely tied, unable to move.

There was a row of torture instruments on the table in front of Qi Yu. They were all available for interrogating prisoners. They were divided into three parts. The leftmost one was the easiest and most people could accept it, and then the more uncomfortable ones were only available to a small number of people.

Acceptable, the one on the far right is the most difficult to accept.

If you can't make people open their mouths and use the tool on the far right, then it will be difficult not to open their mouths.

Qi Yu's eyes kept wandering among the three torture instruments, as if he was thinking about which torture instrument to use on Qi Yu's body.

Everything Qi Yu did from last night to today surprised Qi Yu. In his impression, his sister had always been a lady who could do nothing.

It was only before that he knew that his sister had a confidant with explosive strength, comparable to a hawthorn, which he had never dared to imagine.

He had always known what Qi Yu was investigating, but what he didn't expect was that he was the one investigating. It seemed that the previous incident still failed to interrupt his sister's suspicion of him, and he was careless.

But he still had to keep hiding it.

In Qi Yu's eyes, Qi Yu was experienced and well-hidden, but Qi Yu was actually thinking about how to speak.

On the way here just now, she reviewed her deeds from that day when she went down the cliff to last night.

She already had countless results in her mind, but she never thought that Qi Yu and Yuping were actually the same person.

After pondering enough, Qi Yu finally spoke.

"who are you?"

Qi Yu tried hard to control his facial expression. Although he was wearing fake leather at this time, he was still just in case. Qi Yu knew his habits very well.

"I won't say it." Although Qi Yu tried his best to control himself, he still raised his eyebrows.

Maybe even Qi Yu himself didn't know that he would raise his eyebrows when he spoke, which is something that most people don't have.

Of course, this did not escape Qi Yu's notice. The resemblance was too great. Qi Yu always raised his eyebrows when he spoke. Although his whole face was extremely cold, his eyebrows were always raised. He had been like this since he was a child.

, Qi Yu knows this best.

Of course Qi Yu didn't miss this expression.

Seeing that Qi Yu didn't answer, Qi Yu asked another question, "What is your relationship with Qi Yu?"

Sure enough, his sister knew, but judging from her current situation, she still didn't know that he was playing two roles.

Qi Yu pretended to be cynical and asked, "What good will it do for me to tell you?" At this time, Qi Yu no longer deliberately concealed his expression, and the raised eyebrows became more obvious.

Qi Yu knew that Qi Yu would answer like this, so she didn't ask any more questions this time, but looked at the stove that was always burning.

There was a red-hot soldering iron inside, with the word "sinner" printed on it.

Qi Yu looked too arrogant, so Qi Yu picked up the iron and was about to brand Qi Yu's body.

Qi Yu held the soldering iron with his hand and let go of the soldering iron before dropping it back into the basin. He did this several times.

Although Qi Yu knew that this was an abuse of lynching, she just couldn't control it. She just couldn't be rational when it came to her brother.

If Meng Jiayue saw Qi Yu's state at this time, she would definitely say: Isn't this a proper royal sister? She is still her favorite type of beauty.

"If you don't tell me, I will stamp this iron on your face." Qi Yu said this coldly.

"Don't you know the consequences of abuse of lynching? Besides, I am someone close to the emperor." Qi Yu was not afraid of Qi Yu's threat at all.

"I can't control so much anymore." Qi Yu yelled out. She had been worrying about gains and losses for too long, and now she exploded.

Qi Yu's eyes were red at this time, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes, her lips were trembling, and the hair in her hair was swinging violently because she exerted too much force.

He looked like an honest man who exploded because he had held back for too long.

Qi Yu was stunned for a second. He had never thought that Qi Yu would be like this. Seeing her like this, his heart ached like a knife.

Only then did he realize that he was wrong and that he shouldn't have kept this from Qi Yu.

But before Qi Yu had time to reflect, Qi Yu took action first.

Meng Jiayue was speechless at this time. At this time, she, Zhao Xingxin and Qi Yuan gathered around the table, and three breakfasts were placed on the table.

In fact, Meng Jiayue was dragged here by force, and her knees were still hurting at this time! And she felt that there was no need to eat this breakfast, as it was almost noon now.

Zhao Xingxin sensed something was wrong between Meng Jiayue and Qi Yuan from the moment she got up. Zhao Xingxin only got up after Meng Jiayue "worshipped" her master.

Originally, Meng Jiayue had a great appetite, but at this time, she really couldn't keep it up. This old man was too overbearing! He treated her like this and still wanted her to become his teacher. Isn't this just a dream?

Don't look at who she is.

Meng Jiayue poked the bun in front of her with chopsticks. Suddenly she saw the small wound on her hand, which she got when she and Zhao Xingxin ran away yesterday.

Now that the wound has healed, his medicine is so good! Meng Jiayue's thoughts jumped directly from Qi Yuan to Qi Yu.

"Where have they gone?" Meng Jiayue wondered in her mind, she hadn't seen anyone all morning.

In Meng Jiayue's wandering mind, this embarrassing lunch and breakfast was finally eaten.

Ever since Qi Yuan forced Meng Jiayue to become a disciple, she never gave Qi Yuan a good look. Naturally, Qi Yuan did not communicate with Meng Jiayue.

Meng Jiayue took this time to discuss Zhao Xingxin's condition with the system.

It was just that the system suddenly threw a thunderclap at her, almost killing her.

Just now, Meng Jiayue casually joked with the system, saying that this second task might not be completed in her lifetime.

Meng Jiayue had only been talking for a while when the system brought her a piece of news, which was like a bolt from the blue.

System: [Based on the host’s ability to complete tasks is really poor, special tasks have been released in advance. 】

Meng Jiayue paused, weren't they talking about Zhao Xingxin's condition? Why did they come to this? There were big doubts in her little head.

But what is this dog system saying, that she has poor abilities? Is it okay to do something that she doesn’t have? Meng Jiayue won’t agree to it anyway.

"What does it mean that my ability is poor?"

The system glanced at Meng Jiayue very calmly, [The special task is for the host to complete the training of an ability. To put it simply, it means to learn a technology. ]

Meng Jiayue was really angry to death. This dog system didn't take her words seriously at all, "Can any technique be used?" Meng Jiayue felt that she was good again. Isn't this simple?

It was just what was said behind the system that shocked her.

System: [The technology learned by the host must be related to traditional Chinese medicine.] Nowadays, cultural inheritance is needed, especially traditional Chinese medicine, so Meng Jiayue was given such a task through discussions with relevant departments.

Meng Jiayue seemed to be petrified. She was really curious about where the system found these strange tasks!!!

She is now making a big move to kill herself in front of the system. It would be better if she majored in medicine, but she knows nothing about medicine!

At this moment, Qi Yuan brought the relevant tools and was about to diagnose Zhao Xingxin's pulse.

An idea flashed across Meng Jiayue's mind. This old man was already a proper Chinese medicine practitioner, and she was his apprentice. So wouldn't it be easy to learn Chinese medicine?

So Meng Jiayue came forward very shamelessly, even with a limp leg.

"Didn't you say that I am your apprentice? I want to learn to feel your pulse." Although her tone was harsh, she was no less shameless.

Qi Yuan did not speak but kept checking his pulse and closed his eyes with a look of enjoyment.

Meng Jiayue was not annoyed but watched Qi Yuan's pulse-taking process carefully.

Qi Yu's mind was filled with the way Qi Yu raised her eyebrows when she spoke just now, and she had a crazy idea in her mind.

So she picked up the iron on the brazier and rushed towards Qi Yu.

At this time, Qi Yu's hands and feet were tied up and he couldn't move. He couldn't hide, so he had no choice but to let Qi Yu get closer to him.

Qi Yu's iron was about to fall.

A murmur came from in front of Qi Yu: "Xiao Yu, please stop hiding this from me."

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