Nian Gengyao began to cry out that he was innocent. He rushed to the prison door, shook the cell violently, and shouted at the jailers, "Bring me wine! Bring me meat!"

Nian Gengyao grew angrier the more he thought about it. He felt that being locked up here by the Fourth Prince was a huge loss of face for him.

Fourth Master, how could you treat me like this? I was the one who supported your ascension to the throne with swords in hand. To do this is like discarding a dog after the hunt is over!

When the junior jailers saw Nian Gengyao suddenly go berserk, they were terrified and hurriedly went to report to the prison warden. They dared not approach the cell where Nian Gengyao was being held.

After hearing the report from the junior jailer, the prison warden instructed him to do as Nian Gengyao had said. There was plenty of wine and meat; just satisfy him. The emperor's edict was not to deprive him of food and drink.

"Here it comes, here it comes. General, your wine and dishes are here." One of the jailers was carrying two jars of wine, and the other was carrying a wine jar containing four plates of meat.

"Bring it in quickly." Nian Gengyao had stopped pounding on the cell and was now sitting cross-legged on the grass, resting with his eyes closed.

After the two jailers had made the arrangements, Nian Gengyao looked at the food and wine in front of him. The wine was his favorite Fenjiu, and the meat was his favorite donkey meat.

The Emperor still cherishes that affection in his heart!

The thought arose in Nian Gengyao's mind, and then he reached for a wine glass, poured himself a full glass of wine, and picked up his chopsticks to pick up some meat.

Meanwhile, Nian Gengyao's every move was being reported to the Fourth Prince at any time. At this moment, the Fourth Prince had finished listening to the eunuch's report and said, "Give him whatever he wants to eat or drink. Don't let him suffer at night. Just one thing, if he asks any questions, don't answer them."

In the days that followed, Nian Gengyao demanded wine and food every day, and the jailer always fulfilled his requests. However, whenever Nian Gengyao asked him why the Emperor had not yet arrived, or about the matter of Consort Nian in the harem, the jailer would remain silent, like a sawed-off gourd, refusing to say a word.

Seeing that the Fourth Prince hadn't looked at him at all, Nian Gengyao couldn't hold back any longer on the tenth day after Nian was promoted to Imperial Noble Consort.

An inexplicable panic began to slowly erode the last bit of confidence and pride he held dear.

Why did the emperor bestow honors upon his sister, yet imprison himself here?

"Guards! Guards! I need to see the Emperor!" Nian Gengyao slammed the wine jar to the ground, rushed to the prison door, and shook it violently.

But the jailer guarding the cell did not run over as usual. No matter how much Nian Gengyao shouted, all he received was silence.

"Your Majesty, why are you imprisoning me! What have I done wrong!" Nian Gengyao shouted.

Knowing that Nian Gengyao was causing a ruckus in the prison, the Fourth Prince only ordered him not to speak to him anymore and to stay in the prison, without saying anything more.

With each extra day Nian Gengyao spent in prison, he teetered on the brink of mental collapse. He didn't know how long the Fourth Prince would keep him locked up like this; he assumed the Fourth Prince was just angry with him and would release him once his anger subsided.

He thought that his sister's promotion to Imperial Noble Consort would end his imprisonment, but sitting here like this, there was no sign of it ending at all.

Regardless of Nian Gengyao's thoughts, the Fourth Prince had already made up his mind to punish the Nian family. Now, he was simply waiting for the right opportunity. Or rather, he was only waiting for that opportunity because the Nian family was still alive.