Started out getting scumbags, but then invested in the invincible Empress.

Chapter 260 The Terrified Prince of Liang

"But he is the Prince Rui of Great Yu! He is a prince!"

Wang Wan frowned and said urgently, "According to the Five Dynasties Alliance, a captured prince should be treated with courtesy..."

"Courtesy?" The tall, thin man stood up.

Reaching the prison gate, he sized up Wang Wan through the iron bars, his tone mocking:

"Your Highness, if you wish to be polite, you must consider the context. This is Daliang, not Dayu. You two are now... prisoners!"

He paused, a lewd glint in his eyes, and grinned, "However... if the princess is willing to 'show some appreciation,' my brother and I can do her a favor."

"What does this mean?" Wang Wan's heart sank.

The short, stout jailer also came over, rubbing his hands together and laughing:

"Your Majesty's figure and face... although she is a bit old, she still retains her charm."

"If you're willing to have some fun with us, we might as well get you a doctor, or even a cleaner cell."

“You…you all…”

Wang Wan trembled all over, her face turning deathly pale.

She took a step back, collapsed into the sewage, and trembled, unable to speak.

"What? Don't want to?"

The tall, thin man sneered, "Then let your husband wait to die! Anyway, few people who go into this water dungeon come out alive."

Wang Wan staggered backward and fell into the sewage.

Despair, like cold sewage, seeped up from her feet, slowly engulfing her.

She turned around and looked at her husband's pale face.

I couldn't help but recall my daughter Nanzhi's bright smile, my sister Wang Yun's dying wish, and her only nephew, Wudao...

Tears welled up in my eyes.

"Husband..."

She crawled back to Li Long's side, held his cold body in her arms, and murmured her sobs:

"You promised me... that you would take me to see the apricot blossoms and misty rain of Jiangnan... that you would watch Nanzhi get married... You can't break your promise... You can't..."

Tears dripped onto Prince Rui's pale face, mingling with the dirty water as they slid down.

at this time--

"presumptuous!!"

A thunderous roar exploded in the water prison!

The two jailers trembled with fright and hurriedly turned around.

Then, King Zhaoxian, Lu Cong, strode over.

The prince, who usually wore a smile, was now ashen-faced, his eyes filled with a murderous intent that seemed almost tangible.

He was followed by more than ten followers, each with a fierce aura, their footsteps echoing like thunder in the silent water dungeon.

"Your Highness..."

The two jailers knelt down with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly, and said in a panic, "We were unaware of Your Highness's arrival and have failed to greet you properly."

Lu Cong completely ignored them.

He frowned and strode to the prison door. When he saw Wang Wan's face covered in tears and her clothes were dirty, he felt a surge of anger.

A chill ran from the soles of my feet straight up to the top of my head!

He couldn't help but recall the scenes he had encountered in the Great Yu Imperial Palace—bloody, tragic, and shocking—that lingered in his mind.

If that wicked man finds out that his aunt was humiliated in Daliang...

"You bastards!" Lu Cong whirled around, his eyes bloodshot. "Who the hell gave you the guts?!"

Before he finished speaking, he raised his right foot and kicked the tall, thin man hard in the chest.

"boom!"

The tall, thin man was sent flying backward, crashing into the stone wall, the cracking sound of his sternum shattering clearly audible.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood and slumped to the ground.

The short, stout jailer was terrified and kowtowed repeatedly, "Your Highness, spare me! I... I only..."

"Just what?!"

Lu Cong kicked him in the face, and his nose broke instantly.

"Just because they're prisoners, does that mean they can be bullied at will?! Just because my Great Liang has won a few times, does that mean we can act with impunity?!"

The more he talked, the angrier and more afraid he became.

If Li Wudao were to take his anger out on this, not only would those two jailers be implicated, but even he, the prince, and the entire Liang royal family would be buried with him!

He firmly believed this.

Lu Cong took a deep breath, suppressing the surging fear and killing intent in his heart, and coldly said to the guards behind him:

"Drag him out and execute him by slow slicing."

The last two words, spoken lightly, caused the temperature in the water prison to plummet.

"Your Majesty!!"

The short, stout jailer let out a pig-like scream, "I know I was wrong! Please, Your Highness, for my uncle's sake, forgive me this time..."

"Your uncle?"

Lu Cong sneered, "Your uncle is just a minor general. He would die even if he came to punish you for the crimes you committed! Take him away!"

"What......"

The two jailers' pupils widened, and they opened their mouths as if to say something.

But the guards stepped forward, covered their mouths, and dragged them away like dead dogs.

Soon, a shrill scream, so piercing it was inhuman, came from outside. It lasted for more than ten breaths before gradually fading away.

Inside the water dungeon, all was deathly silent.

The other prisoners were so frightened that they froze, barely daring to breathe, and found it unbelievable.

Those two jailers were both well-connected, with powerful backers who often acted arrogantly and domineeringly. Even the prison guards had to treat them with a smile and dared not offend them easily.

As for Wang Wan, they were all aware of her identity: the Princess Consort of Dayu, now a prisoner treated the same as them, with no human rights.

It is truly astonishing and perplexing that those two prison guards with extraordinary backgrounds were subjected to the gruesome death of being slowly sliced ​​to death simply for making a few suggestive remarks to the Princess of Dayu.

The accompanying officials turned pale and hung their heads.

They had never seen Lu Cong so furious, and they all fell silent, afraid of incurring his wrath.

"Squeak-"

The cell door opened.

Lu Cong strode in, looking uneasy, his steps even a little unsteady.

"It's you!"

Upon seeing the person who had arrived, Wang Wan's eyes narrowed slightly.

She recognized Lu Cong; he was present when the Crown Prince of Daliang led his men to capture her and her husband.

The reason he left such a deep impression was that he was the most scathing and ruthless in his remarks about the Great Yu's cession of territory and payment of reparations.

Secondly, when the head of the Wang family, who had betrayed his country and turned against his own, coldly suggested that he and his wife abolish their cultivation as a warning to others.

It was Lu Cong who spoke up, preserving what little dignity they had left.

Seeing the Prince of Daliang again, she felt somewhat conflicted.

In her heart, Lu Cong was not a completely evil person; he had his own stance and still retained a shred of principles and kindness.

"Princess..."

Lu Cong stepped forward, bowed, and said bitterly, "I'm sorry to have startled you both; it's my fault for not disciplining you properly..."

Wang Wan was stunned.

This most powerful prince of the Great Liang Dynasty had lost his usual arrogance and instead showed a hint of awe and fear.

But she had no time to think about it; she had only one thought in her mind—to save her husband.

"Your Highness, please have mercy and save my husband! His old injury has flared up again, and he really can't hold on any longer..."

Her knees buckled, and she knelt upright in the sewage, two lines of clear tears sliding down her cheeks.

"!!!"

Upon seeing this, Lu Cong's eyes rolled back in his head, and he was so frightened that his soul almost left his body.

Without even thinking, she bent her knees and knelt on the ground instantly, her movements incredibly smooth.

this.....

Everyone was stunned, instinctively rubbing their eyes, wondering if they had seen wrong.

What's the situation?

In the Great Liang Dynasty, a powerful figure, second only to the emperor, actually knelt before a prisoner.

This is absolutely absurd!

"Oh my goodness..."

But Lu Cong was holding Wang Wan's arms with both hands, his face ashen, and his voice trembling:

"Please get up... You're going to make me die of embarrassment!!"

Wang Wan was also puzzled and stared at him blankly.

She couldn't understand why this Prince of Liang was so humble and even more terrified than she was in front of her, a prisoner.