Crown Prince's Mansion, Dungeon.

The damp dungeon was filled with an unpleasant musty and bloody smell everywhere.

"Crown Princess Consort, don't blame this servant, this servant is only acting on orders, hehehe…" followed by a sharp, strange laugh.

Speaking was a hunchbacked dwarf, extremely ugly, with a crooked mouth, holding a shiny small knife in his hand, looking at Situtu Xueer nailed to the wall.

He was the Prison Warden, whom the Crown Prince had especially instructed to "take good care" of the Crown Princess Consort.

He was once known in the Itinerant World as Ghosts Tremble in Fear, wielding a small knife with supernatural skill, especially in the art of torture, capable of flaying a person to the bone alive, yet leaving them unable to live or die.

This man was inherently cruel, and because he was as ugly as a ghost, he harbored hatred for all people. In one massacre, he encountered the traveling Crown Prince and was taken into his service as an instrument of murder.

Situtu Xueer had never dreamed that the husband who once loved her more than life itself would today so cruelly subject her to the punishment of knife slicing, making her hover between the hell on earth and the inferno, enduring the pain of flesh being carved every day.

What for, after all? Situtu Xueer never understood why the man she loved the most could be so heartless, why he wanted to kill her, why not end her life with a single stroke of the blade?

"Ah…" Thinking of the extreme pain of body and soul, Situtu Xueer let out a piercing howl, "Zhang Ruixuan, why are you doing this to me, why? Why?"

The dwarf looked up at the woman on the wall, "Hehehe…, a foolish woman. The Crown Prince has long lost affection for you and fallen for your sweet sister. He has long wanted to kill you for occupying the position of Crown Princess Consort."

"Then why didn't he kill me with one stroke instead of torturing me like this? I don't believe it, you're lying to me, lying to me…" Thinking of the man who used to hold her to sleep every night, Situtu Xueer screamed in frenzy.

"That, you'd have to ask your dear sister. How much she must hate you for insisting the Crown Prince give you the sentence of a thousand cuts. Hehehe…, that woman's heart is even more poisonous than mine."

"It can't be, Qinger wouldn't do this to me, she wouldn't… you're lying to me, you're lying to me…" Situtu Xueer continued to scream piercingly.

"Today, I'm in a generous mood to let you die clear-headed, to be an enlightened ghost. A foolish woman like you, it's only right to be killed by others."

At this moment, footsteps were heard from outside the door, and a maid shouted in a high voice, "Second Miss Situ has arrived."

A stunning beauty, accompanied by several maids, gracefully walked in…

The dwarf turned around, dragging his uneven, maimed feet, and went to Situtu Qinger's side in an up and down manner. While bowing, he fawned with a sycophantic smile, "This servant pays respects to Second Miss, the torture has already been administered today."

"Hmm, you may leave for now. I have some things to say to my sister," Situtu Qinger said, waving her hand, her voice was very soft.

"Yes, your servant shall take leave." After saying this, the dwarf bowed and exited, even closing the door behind him.

"Sister, your little sister has come to see you," Situtu Qinger said, looking triumphantly at the woman on the wall who was no longer in human form.

"Qinger, what that man just said wasn't true, was it?"

"Oh! What did he say? Did he say the Crown Prince ordered your death, or did I, your sister, beg the Crown Prince to specifically grant you the punishment of a thousand cuts?" Situtu Qinger's lips curled into a smile, her demeanor was extremely arrogant, a far cry from her previous meekness.

"Situ Qinger, I trusted you so much, treated you like my own sister, why did you do this to me? Why? Why?" Situtu Xueer's eyes shed tears of blood.