With Meng Yan's full cooperation, the police did not dare to slack off and quickly found Zhu Rong.

That day, Zhu Rong was preparing to escape from a small port. The ship she had found was an illegally operating black ship. Just as she was about to board the ship, she heard the piercing sound of a police siren not far away.

Upon hearing this, the boatman's eyes widened in anger, and he grabbed Zhu Rong by the hair, shoving her into the water. Zhu Rong screamed for help, and the boatman angrily retorted, "I never expected you to be sent by the police?!"

"I didn't..." Zhu Rong choked on several mouthfuls of water. "Big brother, let's leave now. Your boat is fast. Once we're on the high seas, no one will come to arrest you!"

"You fucking dream!" The boat captain wanted to strangle her. "Don't you understand? These sirens are for the royal guards! Who did you piss off to, you bitch?"

Zhu Rong was dumbfounded. As an outsider, she naturally couldn't understand the local Nanyang dialect.

Police and members of the royal family quickly caught up, armed to the teeth, and surrounded them.

Zhu Rong's face turned deathly pale, her whole body trembled, and her pupils gradually turned gray.

...

As a special prisoner, Zhu Rong was imprisoned in a very special place. The surrounding walls were much higher than those of ordinary prisons, and there was a dense network of high-voltage electric fences, so that not even a fly could get out.

She looked up at the gloomy sky.

Such weather is almost unheard of in Southeast Asia...

"Number 2034!"

The warden's booming voice broke the silence. As Zhu Rong stood up, her shackles and handcuffs clanged loudly.

"arrive!"

"Someone's here to visit you." The warden gave her an impatient look. "You only have ten minutes, hurry up!"

Zhu Rong was stunned for a moment, then two female prison guards supported her on either side and led her out. The other guards whispered behind her, "She dared to plot against the young prince; she's lucky to be alive!"

"Exactly! Doesn't she know who she is? Miss Huo is a royal guest, and I heard she used to be treated quite well... Ha, this kind of person repays kindness with enmity!"

"We can't let her have it easy here anymore!"

Zhu Rong listened to these discussions with a numb expression on her face.

She had a very difficult time during this period. This special prison was filled with desperate criminals. They came from the lowest rungs of society and had the most despicable methods and the most ruthless ways to subdue her, leaving her completely defenseless.

Although Zhu Rong had suffered a lot since childhood, it was nothing compared to what she had experienced here.

She went from being terrified and angry at the beginning to being completely numb, like a walking corpse.

However, someone came to visit her in prison today, and she immediately guessed who it was. She composed herself and, as she walked down the corridor, made a point of looking through the glass, hoping her hair wasn't messy.

"What are you looking at!" The female prison guard slapped her on the head. "Behave yourself and get out of here!"

Zhu Rong dared not speak her anger and followed behind him tremblingly. But when they arrived at the visiting room, she did not see the person she longed for; instead, sitting there was a person who was neither male nor female.

Zhu Rong stood there dumbfounded, while the man smiled slightly and introduced himself: "Hello, my name is Zhao Ashuang, I come from Biandu."

"Zhao...Zhao Ashuang?"

Zhu Rong had a vague impression of this name; she had heard it a few times from Meng Yan.

This person was one of the few people in Biandu who could speak with Meng Yan.

"You don't recognize me, do you?" Zhao Ashuang sat down, arms crossed, smiling but not in her eyes. "Brother Yan asked me to come all the way from Biandu to attend his and Yuan Yuan's wedding and witness their happiest moment!"

"you……"

Zhu Rong felt a tightness in her heart, a sense of powerlessness gripping her like vines.

"Let me tell you the truth, Yan-ge doesn't want to see you, even though you've asked to see him so many times... Ha, you want to hurt the person he loves most, why do you think he'd want to see you?"

"You effeminate dog!" Zhu Rong lost her temper and shouted, but was immediately grabbed by the shoulders by the prison guard.

"Zhu Rong, just behave yourself." Zhao A's eyes were filled with disgust. "Letting you spend the rest of your life here is already letting you off easy!"

"I want to see Meng Yan... I want to see him!"

"You'll never forgive me in this lifetime!" Zhao Ashuang sneered. "You're an arsonist who almost killed Yuan Yuan. How could Brother Yan possibly forgive you?"

"What's so good about Huo Jiayuan... She's so aloof, does she have the same sincerity towards Meng Yan as I do? Meng Yan is just being deceived by her!"

"That's enough!" Zhao Ashuang suddenly stood up, glaring at her. "Yuanyuan's sincerity is none of your business, and Yan-ge's status is something you can never be worthy of!"

"What?"

“He is Meng Yan, don’t you know him?” Zhao Ashuang emphasized each word. “He is a general of this country, the God of War of Southeast Asia!”

A look of astonishment flashed across Zhu Rong's face, her pupils turning almost grayish-white.

It turns out... he wasn't just a simple boxer, not some small-time hoodlum fighting in underground boxing rings in Biandu to make a living.

“You’ve underestimated Yan Ge, and you’ve also underestimated his feelings for Yuan Yuan.” Zhao Ashuang looked at her. “Actually, over the years, I’ve met quite a few psychologists because I have a cross-dressing fetish; I want to be a woman… But those so-called psychologists were either charlatans or they only ever belittled and mocked me. They treated me like an oddball; they were the ones who looked down on me!”

“Only Yan-ge and Yuan-yuan are different. They respect me and understand me. Yuan-yuan once told me that a person's appearance doesn't tell the whole story; a pure heart is what truly matters!”

Zhu Rong smiled dismissively.

“You’re a psychologist, how can you not understand this?” Zhao Ashuang said coldly. “Actually, I sympathize with you. You could have gotten over it, but you insisted on getting stuck in a rut. Yan Ge has psychological problems, which are aftereffects of returning from the battlefield. No one has been able to cure him, except Yuan Yuan… This shows that a real psychologist is never just a title.”

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