Chapter 26

"Shut up!" Li San couldn't stand it any longer, and when Wang Dayong's stinky mouth said more disgusting words, he interrupted him decisively.

Hui Xin remained indifferent to Wang Dayong's foul language. She glanced at Wang Dayong with disgust and said, "I will report this to Aunt Zhou."

After saying that, Wen Weili walked towards the small cubicle.

"You bastard! How dare you tell me to shut up?!" Wang Dayong scolded Li San angrily. In his opinion, Huixin should have been persuaded by him. If Li San hadn't interrupted him, maybe something good would have happened tonight.

“．．．．．．．” Li San had nothing to say. No matter what he said now, Wang Dayong would only criticize him. It would be better for him to keep silent.

Wang Dayong became even more proud when he saw that Li San didn't dare to reply. He sneered, "Don't you just want that bitch Huixin? When I get tired of her, I'll let you play with her."

Li San wondered if Wang Dayong's head was filled with shit, or if his eyes were filled with feces. Couldn't Wang Dayong see that he didn't want to talk to him at all? He even dared to talk about playing with Miss Huixin. He was afraid he'd get a blast from Aunt Zhou tomorrow. He simply pretended Wang Dayong didn't exist and stood straight.

In the small compartment, Wang Dayong's malicious voice was so loud that the thin wall could not block the sound at all. Wen Weili did not need to pretend to be arrogant in front of the jailer. She pinched her fingers from the base to the fingertips, silently repeating in her heart that this was an imperial prison and killing was not good. Her goal was to rescue Zhiyun and she could not have too much conflict with the jailer.

However, she could talk about this matter with Aunt Zhou. According to what Aunt Zhou said to her, she didn't need to step forward to teach the jailer a lesson.

However, Wen Weili casually pounded her back, and a creaking sound came from her bones. She was really tired, so she should rest early.

In order to prevent the jailer from calling for food in the middle of the night, Wen Weili did not sleep well and woke up several times in a daze. When she opened her eyes again, the sky was already slightly bright.

There were several shouts from outside the door: "Miss Huixin, it's time for the shift change."

It was Aunt Zhou. Wen Weili didn't have time to wash up. Of course, there were no utensils for washing up in this small compartment. She wiped her face, made sure there were no flaws, and then opened the door.

"Auntie Zhou...last night, a jailer...spoke frivolously to me."

In Aunt Zhou's eyes, Miss Huixin seemed a little embarrassed, but she still said this sentence intermittently. After she finished speaking, Huixin felt very embarrassed and lowered her head.

Aunt Zhou's heart trembled, and she subconsciously frowned, "What happened..." Her voice was so loud that it sounded like shouting, causing the girl Huixin in front of her to tremble slightly.

Realizing that her voice had frightened Huixin, Aunt Zhou forced a smile, patted her chest several times, swallowed, and asked in a soft voice, "Did someone say something dirty? Don't be afraid, young lady, tell me slowly."

As she spoke, Aunt Zhou led Huixin to sit on the mat, told her to sit down and talk slowly, and she would definitely make the decision for Huixin.

Perhaps it was Aunt Zhou's attitude that worked. Huixin, who had wanted to leave, slowly sat down on the mat. She shuddered when she thought of the jailer's words and the look in his eyes that seemed to want to strip her naked.

"I..." Hui Xin lowered her head, tears in her voice, and her voice was a little choked, "Last night..."

Huixin relayed to Aunt Zhou what the jailer had said last night in bits and pieces. She kept her head down, and at the end, she covered her face tightly, crying uncontrollably.

"My dear girl," Aunt Zhou said in a voice as gentle as possible, but her anger could not be concealed. "My dear girl, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Aunt Zhou tried to comfort Huixin with a few words, but she kept repeating the same thing, telling Huixin not to be afraid or worry. She became more and more anxious as she spoke, and at one point she couldn't control her voice, which made the already trembling Huixin even more frightened.

"Go home and rest," Aunt Zhou realized that her comforting words were becoming less effective. She patted Huixin's frail back and said, "Come back during the evening shift. Get yourself together and don't waste time."

"..." Wen Weili was a little surprised. She thought Aunt Zhou would ask her not to come or to rest for a few days. She had even thought of the words to refuse, but she didn't expect Aunt Zhou to ask her to come again in the evening.

This was better, as it saved her the trouble of having to give reasons to refuse. Wen Weili stood up obediently, lowered her head, bowed deeply to Aunt Zhou, then turned around and ran out of the imperial prison.

Along the way, Wen Weili walked hurriedly, in a direction very different from the people walking on the street. Many people looked at her in surprise, but when they saw that Wen Weili was coming from the direction of the Imperial Prison, they immediately looked normal and no longer paid attention to Wen Weili.

Wen Weili's pace slowed down instead. She covered her face with her hands, but that didn't mean her perception was weakened. The strange looks from passers-by made her look through her fingers. Following their gaze, she saw the vague Imperial Prison, and she was very curious.

Although they had lived in the Imperial City before, neither she nor Duanmu Huaixin had ever paid much attention to the Imperial Prison. After all, there was no reason to be in contact with it. But upon closer inspection, the existence of the Imperial Prison had never been mentioned in the Wen Mansion, which was a bit strange. How could the Imperial Prison, a place where high-ranking officials were often imprisoned, not be mentioned at all by Wen's father, a Grand Secretary?

And now, the behavior of passers-by made Wen Weili more and more curious. Why did they think it was normal when they thought that she came out of the imperial prison?

Back in the courtyard, Wen Weili ordered the secret guards to bring information about the imperial prison, but after the secret guards searched for it, they told Wen Weili helplessly that they didn't have any information about the imperial prison either.

It's so weird.

Wen Weili was even more curious. In her opinion, the management of the imperial prison was loose and the secret guards could easily replace the jailers.

The imperial prison is mainly based on money. A cook with almost unknown origins can work there as long as she pays a large sum of silver to bribe the prison boss.

The imperial prison exploited the labor of the lower classes. The new cooks, patrolling jailers, and cleaners, all the people she had seen so far were almost down to earth, working long hours and receiving unequal pay.

However, the jailers in charge of guarding the imperial prison or people like Aunt Zhou are very powerful, but they are also very puzzled. Of the two jailers last night, one was preoccupied with where to go, and the other was very friendly on the surface, inviting "Hui Xin" to rest and helping "Miss Hui Xin", but she could feel his indifference.

Corruption, lust, violence everywhere, loose yet ruthless, this is the Imperial Prison. Wen Weili thought to herself, she must find out how deep the waters of the Imperial Prison are. She will never allow the operation to rescue Zhiyun to make any mistakes.

Wen Weili recalled scrubbing the dishes over and over again last night, her fingers trembling. She called over the hidden guard disguised as Huixin's relative and asked, "Do you think I could bring a hidden guard to help me?"

The secret guard's actions surprised Wen Weili. He actually confirmed the surroundings were safe and that no one was approaching before answering Wen Weili, "Master Li, I feel like I'm being watched in the Imperial Prison. It's very secretive."

Fortunately. This was Wen Weili's first reaction. Fortunately, she didn't call the secret guards to deal with all the work in the imperial prison last night because of her momentary emotions.

Unbelievable. Wen Weili thought that she had always felt that the Imperial Prison's behavior was strange, and the secret guard actually told her that there was a secret monitor in the Imperial Prison.

She looked at the guard. "She's just an insignificant jailer. Or, even a new cook would be under surveillance, right?"

The guard hesitated. "I have someone watching me, but I'm not sure about the master's surroundings."

It's not certain, either there's no one around Hui Xin, or the guards haven't found it. Wen Weili thought, this seemingly ordinary imperial prison seemed to be becoming more and more mysterious.

Wen Weili first called the hidden guard to stand up. She thought for a moment and said, "Let's follow the plan first. By the way, how is the jailer you took away?"

Hidden Guard: "He's being kept in the dungeon with good food and drink. He has an elderly mother at home who needs our servants to take care of her every day..."

Wen Weili laughed out loud, "I understand. Then you should take care of your mother in that man's place. Thank you for your hard work."

The hidden guard took the order and left, and Wen Weili breathed a sigh of relief.

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Wen Weili carefully dipped a handkerchief in a special liquid medicine, waited for a quarter of an hour, picked up the handkerchief, and gently wiped her neck.

As the handkerchief moved, a crack appeared on the camouflage leather mask on Wen Weili's face. As the handkerchief continued to wipe, a face fell off Wen Weili's face.

"Huh--" Wen Weili felt a little relieved now that the leather mask was no longer tightly attached to her face. Although this improved leather mask was made of plants, it seemed a bit stuffy.

But she couldn't bring herself to use those human skin masks. After much deliberation, she opted for this plant-based camouflage mask. The mask was incredibly well-made; it was waterproof, sweat-proof, and durable. She'd been so busy yesterday that when she woke up, her face didn't look a bit out of place.

In the courtyard, Wen Weili let down her guard and washed her whole body thoroughly. She had been busy for so long yesterday and had slept in the stuffy little cubicle with her clothes on all night, so her whole body was emitting a sour and smelly smell.

Wen Weili was startled by the stench after just one sniff. She couldn't help but admire the secret guards who came over. They were indeed powerful. It was said that people who practiced martial arts would have more sensitive five senses. They were able to report the situation without changing their expressions. They were worthy of being brought up by Xinxin.

Thinking of Duanmu Huaixin, Wen Weili remembered what the hidden guards said. They had secretly arranged for doctors to examine Duanmu Huaixin. They brought them in blindfolded and examined them blindfolded. They were only allowed to take his pulse with gold thread or under their supervision. They would then quietly turn him around several times before sending him back.

Although the doctors were afraid that an unknown celebrity would take them away for a medical consultation, they still protested: "If they can't even do 'look, smell, ask, and feel', how can they make a diagnosis? They might even make a wrong diagnosis."

The hidden guard said that this is how they look, and not blindfolding them is for the sake of their lives. Either you see something and keep your life, or you see nothing and also keep your life.

The doctors quickly understood and used their best diagnoses to diagnose Duanmu Huaixin. In this situation, each doctor's opinion was different. Some said the patient was already dead, others said his heart pulse was intact and he was on the verge of death, and some even felt that the patient was perfectly healthy and completely fine.

Faced with the different statements of each doctor, the hidden guards also felt very difficult, but with Wen Weili's order, they did not really take the doctors' lives, but honestly paid the doctors for the consultation and sent them home one by one.

The secret guards' movements were very covert, and no one except the doctors noticed that they had disappeared for a while.