Crown Prince's Mansion, Dungeon.

The damp dungeon was filled with an unpleasant musty and bloody smell throughout the air.

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

The speaker was a hunchbacked dwarf, extremely ugly in the face, with a crooked mouth, holding a gleaming small knife while looking at Situtu Xueer, who was nailed to the wall.

He was the Prison Warden, and the Crown Prince had specifically instructed him to "take good care" of the Crown Princess Consort.

He was once known as Ghosts Tremble in Fear in the Itinerant World, proficient with the knife to the point of divinity, especially in terms of torture. He could flay a person alive down to their bones, yet leaving them unable to live or die.

This man was naturally cruel because he looked like a ghost, harboring hatred towards all people. During a massacre, he encountered the traveling Crown Prince and was then recruited as his tool for murder.

Situtu Xueer could never have dreamed that the husband who once loved her dearly would today cruelly subject her to the punishment of flaying, causing her to hover between the hell on earth, enduring the agony of being skinned alive each day.

What was it all for? Situtu Xueer never understood why the man she loved the most would treat her with such insane cruelty, wanting to kill her. Why not end her suffering with a swift death?

"Ah..." Thinking of the extreme pain in both body and mind, Situtu Xueer let out a piercing scream, "Zhang Ruixuan, why do you treat me this way, why? Why?"

The dwarf looked up at the woman on the wall, "Hehehe... A foolish woman, the Crown Prince has long since fallen out of love with you, setting his eyes on your lovely sister instead. You being the Crown Princess Consort, someone has long wanted you dead."

"Then why doesn't he kill me with one strike instead of torturing me like this? I don't believe it, you're lying to me, lying to me..." Remembering the man who used to hold her as they fell asleep each night, Situtu Xueer screamed frantically.

"That's a question for your dear sister. How much must she hate you to insist the Crown Prince order the 'thousand cuts' punishment for you? Hehehe... that woman's heart is even more venomous than mine."

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

"Today, this old man is feeling charitable, letting you die enlightened, becoming a wiser spirit. A foolish woman like you deserves to be killed by others."

At this moment, footsteps approached from outside the door, and a maid loudly announced, "Second Miss Situ has arrived."

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

The dwarf turned around, dragging his uneven, crippled feet, he staggered up to Situtu Qinger, bowing while smiling obsequiously, "This servant greets Second Miss, this servant has already carried out the torture today."

"Hmm, you can leave now. I have some words for my sister." Situtu Qinger waved her hand, her voice delicate.

"Yes, this servant will take his leave." After speaking, the dwarf bowed and exited, even closing the door behind him.

"Sister, your little sister has come to see you," Situtu Qinger said haughtily, looking at the woman on the wall who had been disfigured beyond human recognition.

"Qinger, that person just now, he didn't tell the truth, did he?"

"Oh! What did he say? Did he mention the Crown Prince ordering your death, or did he say your little sister asked the Crown Prince to send you to the 'thousand cuts' punishment?" Situtu Qinger's lips curled into a smile, her demeanor was triumphantly confident, a stark change from her previous submissive attitude.

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