The loyal and brave old general Duan An had a son and a daughter. His eldest son, Duan Yucheng, served in the army in his early years. Unfortunately, he was injured while suppressing bandits, and from then on he had no hope of having children.
So the Duan family wanted to have a successor, and their hope naturally fell on their daughter Duan Yujiao.
Since childhood, Duan Yujiao has been quite different from those gentle and virtuous daughters of wealthy families and noble ladies in the capital.
She was influenced by her father's military character since she was young, and her personality is generous and not particular about details.
However, in terms of appearance, she inherited General Duan's dark complexion and strong physique, and lacked some of the slenderness and beauty of a woman.
Because of this, when she reached the age of 15, very few people came to propose marriage to her.
Of course, there are some noble families who are interested in marrying into the loyal and brave general's mansion, but every time they think of their father-in-law who is impartial and has great martial arts skills, they can't help but feel scared. If they make Duan Yujiao unhappy in the future, they will probably suffer in the future.
After many twists and turns, Feng Shaoying, whose family had fallen on hard times, finally mustered up the courage to pick the thorny rose and won Duan Yujiao's heart.
Sitting in the gently swaying sedan chair, Duan Yujiao looked through the curtain at the Jingzhao Prefecture Prison which was getting closer and closer, with complicated emotions surging in her heart.
In the capital, there are two places that make people shudder and tremble with fear.
One of them is undoubtedly the Tianlao Prison, where almost all prisoners are sentenced to death, and there is no need for retrial. Once the imperial edict arrives, they will be executed.
The other one was the prefectural prison where she was about to step into.
The difference from the imperial prison is that the prisoners here still have a glimmer of hope. They will be interrogated in court. If they can prove their innocence, they still have a glimmer of hope.
Although she had already known that her father had asked the emperor for permission to resign and return home in exchange for her husband Feng Shaoying's life, when the moment actually came, the indescribable sadness and reluctance still surged into her heart like a tide.
"Madam, we're here." The accompanying nanny reminded softly.
The sedan bearers placed the sedan steadily on the ground, and Duan Yujiao carefully leaned out to get out of the sedan.
She was pregnant now, with a slightly bulging belly. Although her body did not yet look heavy, the maid had already rushed forward to support her.
"Madam, shall we go back? You had a miscarriage a few days ago, and the doctor told you to rest well. You came here without telling the master, and if he knew, he would definitely be furious." The maid advised worriedly.
Duan Yujiao's slightly dark face revealed an unshakable determination.
She shook her head, a stubborn look in her brows, and said, "Since I'm here, I just want to see with my own eyes what a miserable state that heartless person has become!"
After saying that, she put one hand on her waist, stroked her abdomen with the other, and resolutely stepped onto the stairs leading to the prison.
Feng Shaoying has been locked up in the cell for the past few days. Although he has not suffered any physical pain, he has lost his former charm. His hair is disheveled and his face is dirty. He looks decadent and listless.
He sat helplessly on the cold floor, his eyes filled with regret and helplessness.
He just wanted to get some private money so that he could keep his beloved maid Xiaochan in a beautiful house, so he conspired with Xue Yuanchu to exchange the coarse rice bran in the military camp for the new rice shipped to the orphanage.
Those coarse rice bran were originally inferior rice for feeding military horses, but when they were brought to court, they were inexplicably said to be military rations for the generals.
He is really in a state of silence, unable to express his suffering. Now he is imprisoned and knows nothing about the situation in the outside world. He also has no idea what the emperor's judgment will be.
I also couldn't help but wonder, Xue Yuanchu was also involved in this matter, so why was he not imprisoned in the prefectural prison?
Otherwise, the two of them are in the same boat, and now there is someone who can speak, so don't let him be the scapegoat.
When he thought of this, Feng Shaoying could no longer bear the stench in the shabby cell, the turbid water in the wooden barrel, and the inedible food. Sadness came over him like a tide, and he almost couldn't help crying out loud.
"You heartless dead dog! All you know is to cry! It would be better if you died here!"
A curse suddenly came into his ears, and the familiar voice made Feng Shaoying's mood instantly change from sadness to joy.
He looked up outside the prison bars and saw his wife standing there with a cold brow and anger written all over her face.
However, in this cold prison, the appearance of his wife made Feng Shaoying feel an inexplicable warmth and nostalgia.
At this moment, it seemed as if I was back in that warm and comfortable home.
"My wife~" Feng Shaoying excitedly crawled to the door of the cell, and stretched his hands out of the bars eagerly, hoping to hold Duan Yujiao's hand.
Duan Yujiao's heart softened when she saw his miserable appearance. She swallowed back all the scolding words she had prepared and stopped.
She snorted softly, covered her nose with a silk handkerchief, turned her head away unhappily, glared at Feng Shaoying, and muttered angrily, "Look at you in such a mess, it's really embarrassing."
Seeing this, the nanny beside him hurriedly handed a silver ingot to the jailer and said with a smile: "Sir, please be kind and let our wife and son-in-law have a few words."
The jailer weighed the heavy silver ingot in his hand, smiled and said, "Okay, no problem!" As he said that, he deftly opened the chain of the cell door.
Feng Shaoying walked to the door impatiently and held Duan Yujiao's hand tightly, his eyes full of gratitude and longing: "My wife, I miss you so much!"
Duan Yujiao rushed forward angrily, twisted Feng Shaoying's ear, and said angrily, "Miss me? Why don't you miss those Xiaoyu and Xiaochan outside, and those courtesans in Chang'anfang?"
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