GBP Chapter 132 The Sixth Prince Has Brought the Goddess into the Palace
Chapter 132 The Sixth Prince Has Brought the Goddess into the Palace
Under Pei Nanxing's interrogation, the tall scout involuntarily shrank back, his psychological defenses completely collapsing. At this moment, he only wanted to use lies to buy a chance to survive.
Admitting that Pei Huai-ren sent them would be a capital offense even if they returned alive, it's better to pin the blame on someone else.
"The Third Prince... he promised us that after the deed is done, he will give us wealth and glory, and ensure that we will have no worries for the rest of our lives..."
We were just ordinary spies; we were forced into this situation…
His voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible...
As soon as the tall scout finished speaking, the air in the dungeon seemed to freeze even more.
A barely perceptible glint of cold light flashed in Pei Nanxing's eyes. His fingers unconsciously tightened their grip on the armrests of the chair, the wooden armrests creaking slightly under his pressure.
"Wealth and glory? You dare to betray the court and lay a hand on the Sixth Prince for these illusory things?"
Pei Nanxing's voice carried a hint of sarcasm, his gaze never leaving the scout, as if scrutinizing the truthfulness of his every expression and every word.
The tall scout felt an unprecedented fear at that moment. He knew that every word he uttered could be a death sentence, but he had no way out and could only grit his teeth and continue to fabricate stories.
"Yes, Your Highness, we were forced into this situation. The Third Prince... his power is immense. If we do not comply, we will only face death."
Pei Nanxing sneered, his eyes revealing his disdain for the spy's clumsy performance.
"Do you think you can escape punishment by making baseless accusations like this? Do you think I'll easily believe you?"
Do you really think he's been scheming for nothing all these years?
The tall scout trembled even more violently. He knew he had angered Pei Nanxing, but he still clung to a sliver of hope:
"Your Highness, I have told you the truth. I swear to God that if I have told you a single lie, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death!"
Suddenly, Pei Nanxing stood up, his figure appearing even taller and more imposing in the dim light.
"Your life is not important to me. What is important is that I know the truth, and neither you nor the person behind you can play tricks on me."
He turned to the guard beside him and said, "Continue the interrogation. I need to know every detail. Don't overlook any clues."
The two spies felt utter despair the moment Pei Nanxing turned around.
They knew that the upcoming interrogation would be even more brutal torture, and whether the two of them could survive was still unknown.
The atmosphere in the dungeon became tense again at Pei Nanxing's command, and the interrogation had only just begun.
At Pei Nanxing's command, the guards immediately sprang into action, their steps firm and powerful, each face etched with seriousness and coldness.
The torches in the dungeon were readjusted, and the light shone more intently on the tall scout's face, so that no expression of his could escape the eyes of the guards.
The spy was strapped to the rack, unable to move, and could only let fear spread through his heart.
He knew that the interrogation to come would not be a simple verbal interrogation, but a real physical torture.
A plea flashed in his eyes, but faced with Pei Nanxing's resolute decision, it seemed so pale and powerless.
“Tell me, how did you infiltrate the camp, and how did you impersonate the medic?” Pei Nanxing’s voice echoed in the dungeon, cold and firm.
The scout's lips trembled as he tried to find the right words to answer, but fear clouded his thoughts.
“We entered the camp through an inside man who provided us with the identity of a medic. We were just following the plan.”
Pei Nanxing frowned, clearly dissatisfied with the answer. "An inside man? Who is it? Tell me, and perhaps I can consider reducing your punishment."
The scout's face turned even paler. He knew that if he revealed the accomplice, he would have no chance of survival. He stammered, "..."
"I...I'll tell you, please, let me go!" His voice was choked with sobs, and tears streamed down his cheeks.
"Speak!" Pei Nanxing's shout echoed like thunder in the dungeon.
The scout finally broke down, his lips trembling as he uttered a name: "It's...it's...it's the Crown Prince, the Crown Prince sent us!"
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Pei Huai-ren?
A cold glint flashed in Pei Nanxing's eyes, like a cold moon in a winter night, icy and sharp.
His mind raced, and a meticulous plan gradually took shape in his mind.
To win in this court intrigue, every move must be precise and flawless to ensure one's invincibility in the game of power.
He waved his hand, the movement concise and powerful, and immediately a guard stepped forward, respectfully awaiting Pei Nanxing's instructions.
Pei Nanxing said coldly:
"Make them sign the document, and send their previous testimonies acknowledging the Third Prince to Pei Ancheng. I want to see them fight like dogs and see how the Third Prince will deal with this 'generous gift'."
The two spies looked at each other in disbelief. They never expected that Pei Nanxing would be so cunning as to use their words as pawns to sow discord between the Crown Prince and the Third Prince.
Their hearts were filled with fear and despair. They knew that once their testimonies reached the Third Prince, they would not only lose their lives, but their families might also be implicated.
The two men were pale, their eyes filled with endless fear and despair.
The taller one mustered his courage and asked in a trembling voice, "Your Highness, we...we did as you said, can you spare our lives? Can...can we leave?"
Pei Nanxing smiled slightly, but the smile was devoid of any warmth; instead, it made people feel even colder. He said softly:
"Your choices have determined your fate. Now, you have no choice but to obey."
His words left no room for maneuver, and the two spies had no choice but to grit their teeth and write their names on the confession, each stroke feeling as heavy as a thousand pounds.
Pei Nanxing accepted the signed confession and nodded in satisfaction.
He instructed the guards, "Seal this confession securely and send it directly to the Third Prince's residence by a trusted person. There must be no mistakes."
Then, he turned to the two spies and said coldly:
"You had better pray that the Third Prince believes this confession, otherwise your families will pay the price for your stupidity."
The atmosphere in the dungeon grew even heavier, and the two spies' hearts sank to the bottom.
"Report... The Sixth Prince has brought the Goddess into the palace!"
At that moment, an urgent report came from outside the dungeon...
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Pei Nanxing couldn't help but feel worried; Pei Yunjing actually dared to bring Nian Nian into the palace.