The black-faced jailer opened the iron lock on the cell door with a key and strode in.

Although Su Jiaojiao was shaking with fear, she did not run away. She opened her arms.

"what are you up to?"

"Go away~" the black-faced jailer pushed the man away.

Su Jiaojiao fell onto the dry straw beside her.

He opened the water bag and pinched Minister Su's chin to pour water into him.

Although it looked rough, the water did not flow out at all. Sometimes the water bag would be pulled up to let Minister Su swallow the water in his mouth first.

"Get out and don't touch my grandpa!" Su Jiaojiao climbed up and rushed forward.

The black-faced jailer put away the water bag without even looking at it, then went out again and locked the door.

Su Jiaojiao pulled at the door, her eyes full of hatred.

“Ahem…”

Minister Su coughed twice and felt his throat was no longer so uncomfortable. He raised his head and called out.

"Jiaojiao, come back!"

Su Jiaojiao was reluctant, and seeing that her grandfather had nothing to do, she sat down sulkingly.

Minister Su looked fixedly at the black-faced jailer. His hair blocked his eyes, making it difficult to see clearly.

As if he had confirmed something, he lowered his head again and returned to his original appearance.

"Hey~ what's going on?" Liu Dao grabbed the collar of the white-faced jailer and dragged him in as he walked.

He heard the noise from a distance and asked in confusion.

The black-faced jailer glanced at the white-faced jailer, then looked away. He seemed angry.

"This damn old man is dying. He coughs all day long. I just got so angry that I stepped forward and gave him a lesson."

"Don't kill anyone, kid. We can't afford the blame from the higher-ups!" Liu Dao patted the black-faced jailer on the shoulder and warned him.

This brother of his has a bad temper.

I can only behave honestly in front of His Highness.

And the people in the prison, no matter what their status, will suffer at his hands.

“Brother Dao, what are you doing…” The black-faced jailer raised his chin and looked at the white-faced jailer.

Liu Dao's face showed a vicious look, "This kid let someone in to visit the prison without permission. If His Highness finds out, we will be in trouble!"

After saying that, he kicked the man to the ground.

He picked up an iron rod and hit him on the body.

"Brother Dao, stop hitting me. I was wrong! I shouldn't have accepted their money!" The white-faced jailer begged for mercy and took out all the silver bills on his body.

Liu Dao paused and asked, "Tell me, what did those two people say and do when they visited the prison?"

The pale-faced jailer hesitated.

The iron rod arrived as expected and fell on his leg.

He screamed.

"Ah~ I say, I say..."

The white-faced jailer informed the matter one by one, not daring to miss a single word.

After hearing this, Liu Dao put away the iron rod and kicked the white-faced jailer with his toes.

"You, go and bring that little girl out to me!"

The white-faced jailer climbed up with difficulty and opened the cell door tremblingly.

Li protected Su Yun and said, "My girl only ate a piece of cake. What on earth are you going to do?"

"Mom, don't be impulsive! They have the final say here!" Su Bing said in a low voice.

He stood up again, "I ate that cake too!"

"Take them all away!" Liu Dao shouted.

The white-faced jailer pushed the two men.

Su Bing gave Liu Xia a soothing look, and he and Su Yun were taken out together.

Su Yun sniffed lightly.

After smelling a faint smell of rust, she looked at the white-faced jailer's back in confusion.

The black clothes were normal, but Su Yun felt it was strange.

[Why did this person change his clothes? When he brought my grandmother here, he was wearing a gray top with a black vest with blue stripes on the outside. But now, after just a while, the clothes inside have turned black! ]

[The most important thing is that there is a faint smell of blood on the body! ]

Minister Su raised his head, glanced at the white-faced jailer, and lowered his head again.

No one knows what he is thinking.

…

Discipline room.

Through the fragmented light, Su Yun could see many blood-stained torture instruments.

People will unconsciously feel nervous when they enter darkness, and Su Yun is no exception.

Su Bing held Su Yun's hand.

The only sound that could be heard in the darkness was the clanging of chains.

[Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, it’s no big deal! ] Su Yun hinted to herself.

"Interrogate the two men separately!" Liu Dao delivered the message.

The white-faced jailer pushed Su Yun into a room. The door was closed and it was pitch dark.

Fortunately, Su Yun had good eyesight and could see the general idea vaguely.

Su Bing was handed over to the black-faced jailer for interrogation.

The white-faced jailer approached Su Yun and spoke softly.

"Don't be afraid, I am a subordinate of Shan Qingfeng, the Junior Official of the Dali Temple. Junior Official Shan is on good terms with General Guan, I won't attack you! Let's just pretend!"

Su Yun pretended to be scared and squatted on the ground, burying her face in her legs.

She didn't believe this man.

Being alone in a room with the white-faced jailer, the smell of blood became even stronger in his nostrils.

Although she couldn't put it into words, she always felt that there was something wrong with this person!

In order to act like a normal child, Su Yun pinched her leg and sobbed softly.

The white-faced jailer took a step forward and said, "Don't worry, this place is soundproofed, and no one else will know except us. Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you! You call General Guan your great grandfather, right?"

Su Yun knew that she couldn't just say nothing, as doing so would only anger the other party.

She slowly raised her head, her face as red as a cat's as she cried.

He asked innocently, blinking his timid eyes.

"Do you know my great-grandfather?"

The white-faced jailer smiled and said, "Yes! Why do you call Guan Qing great grandfather?"

"Great grandfather is great grandfather, all the kids in our village call him that! My dad also calls him great grandfather, but where's grandpa?" Su Yun wiped her tears and muttered softly.

The white-faced jailer paused and asked, "Is there something in the cake your great-grandfather gave you?"

"Yes!" Su Yun nodded. She stepped forward and grabbed the white-faced jailer's clothes, and suddenly burst into tears. "When will you let me out? I want to see my great grandfather. I don't want to be locked up in a small dark room, and I don't want to be beheaded!"

"What's in the cake?" The noisy crying was so annoying that the white-faced jailer could only hold it back.

Su Yun cried even harder, "Wow, wow, wow~ I'm so scared~ I want to go home~"

Seeing that he couldn't comfort Su Yun, the white-faced jailer squatted down, forced a stiff smile, and touched Su Yun's head.

"Don't be afraid, as long as you tell me what's in the cake, I will send you back and not lock you up in the small dark room!"

"Really?" Su Yun stopped crying and her voice choked.

"real!"

"There's sweet bean paste in the pastry, it's so delicious!" Su Yun smacked her lips as if she was savoring the taste.

The white-faced jailer was furious and he grabbed Su Yun's collar hard.

"Then why did you return another piece of cake and say it was for your friend Guan Qing?"

"I... I just think the pastries are delicious. My great-grandfather used to say that his old friend was very pitiful, so..." Su Yun spoke intermittently, as if she was frightened.

"Who is your old friend?" the white-faced jailer asked impatiently.

"Xiao Hong is my great grandfather's old red horse!"

Su Yun blinked and a tear fell out of fright.

The white-faced jailer loosened his grip. Guan Qing had a Ferghana horse, and he was also an old friend.

Once the spy reports back, we’ll know whether the girl is lying or not.

He took Su Yun out with a sullen face and secretly made a gesture to Liu Dao.

The black-faced jailer had already come out and said there was no problem.

After the interrogation, Su Yun and Su Bing were locked up in the cell again.

The white-faced jailer left with Liu Dao with a sullen look on his face.

The black-faced jailer still has to be on duty.

Su Yun wanted to take a gamble, so she leaned over the railing and hit it.

“Bang, bang, bang~”

"What happened again?"

The black-faced jailer crossed his arms over his chest, looking annoyed, but still walked over.

(End of this chapter)