"Bring me to her!"
"Your Highness…"
Nangong Li glared at him. The minister cowered and obediently led him to the torture room.
In the dark torture room, Nangong Li saw the miserable-looking Queen.
The Queen was beaten into a pig's head. Nangong Li did not recognize her at first glance, but Nangong Li recognized her clothes. They were the fabric he had personally chosen for his mother and were specially made for her to wear when she went out. They looked no different from most fabrics on the market, but the workmanship was more exquisite.
Her clothes were stained with blood and stains, making it difficult to recognize its original appearance. However, he had personally bought this material, so he could still recognize it.
Nangong Li walked over and squatted down to look at her. The Queen also saw Nangong Li and tears fell. She squeezed out a hoarse voice from her burning throat. "Li'er…"
