Yun Wuyi stepped onto the last stone step.
The prayer beads on her wrist moved slightly.
Well, we've reached this final step. Fortunately, it's still within the plan, and not even as bad as he had imagined.
The Embroidered-Robe Envoy, the Qin merchants should have arrived in the capital by now, right?
After all, the emperor's birthday celebration was fast approaching.
…
Emperor Wei Zhao awoke at dawn the following day.
It rained all night and it hasn't stopped yet. The palace smells damp.
But the clouds had dispersed, and a light rain was falling through the thin golden mist.
It felt much fresher and brighter than last night's rain.
With the obedient young noblewoman attending to him, Wei Zhao wiped his face with a warm handkerchief.
After drinking another bowl of sweet soup, he slowly began to recall what had happened yesterday.
Where is Yun Zheng?
The young noblewoman recounted the Empress Dowager's arrangements from the previous night.
Wei Zhao nodded.
He summoned his trusted chief eunuch and inquired about the progress.
The chief eunuch stepped into the palace and, seeing that the emperor's complexion was not bad, informed him of the news he had gathered that morning.
"King Qishan sat alone in the Yuhua Palace, not speaking to anyone. In the middle of the night, he found a knife, shaved his head, and is now sitting in the Yuhua Palace meditating."
What?
Yun Zheng shaved his head?!
Isn't this a silent opposition to his decree to grant her the marriage?
Wei Zhao was so angry that his face changed color, and he smashed the soup bowl next to him.
He paced back and forth in front of the bed a few times.
His face was ashen, and he said viciously:
"It seems I've been too good to him before! To the point that he's forgotten his own place. Issue my decree to immediately bestow a marriage upon the Prince of Qishan and the Princess of Anle, and order the Imperial Astronomical Bureau to choose the nearest date for the wedding!"
I wanted to coax him slowly until he agreed on his own.
I never expected him to be so ungrateful!
This time, the emperor directly issued an explicit decree instead of a tacit one, forcing Yun Wuyi to submit.
Dare to defy the imperial decree? If you defy the imperial decree, then die.
.
Yun Wuyi went to the palace for a banquet.
He hasn't come back for a day, then he hasn't come back for two days.
On the third day, Yan Xiaosi came to Fenglelou and told Qi Su.
The master was imprisoned in the Zhaoyu Prison by the emperor.
Of course, on the surface, the King of Qishan was still living in the palace.
Qi Su dropped the crispy duck pieces in her hand to the ground.
"What? The dog emperor finally made a move against him?"
Yan Xiaosi glanced at her.
"Regarding marrying the princess, he didn't want to marry the one the emperor had arranged for him."
Qi Su's tears fell incessantly.
"It's my fault, it's all my fault."
She stood up and walked out.
Yan Xiaosi: Where are you going?
Qi Su: "I'm going to steal a kitchen knife from the kitchen, and then I'll break them out of prison."
Yan Xiaosi coldly glared at her.
"Stop pretending, the master isn't here. The master has been missing for three days, and you've been having a good time in this Fengle Tower for three days."
I've completely forgotten about him.
The crispy duck fell to the ground and was picked up by the yellow and white cat with the big tail.
Yan Xiaosi opened fire along with it.
"And they even brought this fat, big-eared cat along for the fun."
Qi Su looked innocent.
"You've misunderstood me. Buddha Heart and I clearly have an important mission."
Yan Xiaosi looked at her coldly.
Keep making things up.
Qi Su: "It's true. There are spies from Southern Chu in Fengle Tower. The people of Southern Chu are skilled in insect poisoning. I'm currently trying to find some insect materials to remove the poison from your master's body."
As she spoke, she reached into her sleeve and opened her palm.
"Look at this, a Gu worm."
Yan Xiaosi raised his hand to cover his eyes and was launched more than a meter into the air.
"No need, no need!"
Why is such a fine young man afraid of little bugs?
Qi Su stuffed her empty hands back into her sleeves.
I remain deeply worried.
"The master is so frail, I wonder how he's doing in prison. I think I'll take advantage of the dark and windy night to break him out!"
Yan Xiaosi: "Don't make things worse."
Qi Su: "But I miss him so much. Even if I can't break him out of prison, I'd still like to visit him."
Yan Xiaosi pondered for a moment.
"Wait, I'll go ask for instructions."
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In the evening, the sky, which had been clear all day, began to drizzle again.
Wearing a straw raincoat, Yan Xiaosi drove a carriage and took Qi Su to the Zhao Prison.
Zhaoyu was a prison under the jurisdiction of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, also known as the Emperor's Private Prison.
It bypassed the Ministry of Justice and the Court of Judicial Review, and had its own independent case trial and conclusion process.
The basic principle is that the emperor has the final say in everything.
When visiting a prison in such a place, one cannot simply swagger in.
Yan Xiaosi is a vegetable farmer, and Qi Su is a vegetable farmer's helper.
The two of them first properly unloaded a whole truckload of vegetables into the Zhaoyu canteen.
Then, under the cover of darkness, guided by a constable, they sneaked into the prison along the wall.
…
Yun Wuyi has a special identity.
He was not imprisoned in the same place as the other criminals in the Zhaoyu Prison.
Finally, Qi Su became a food delivery servant, which was how she successfully entered the prison.
Perhaps to put some psychological pressure on him, Yun Wuyi was not imprisoned in the special prison for the powerful and royal family.
Instead, they were locked in the cells for those who committed heinous crimes.
Hanging on the wall were a series of torture instruments, including iron hooks, iron saws, and iron hammers.
On the floor of the torture chamber, bloodstains were layered upon layer, the freshest ones still wet.
Yun Wuyi sat cross-legged in the innermost part of the prison cell, meditating.
It's completely bare inside, just a layer of straw, not even a toilet.
There were no guards in the prison, and I didn't see the jailer either.
This shows that the master had a decent relationship with people, even in the prison.
Qi Su knocked on the prison door.
"Want some steamed buns for delivery?"
The person inside opened their eyes.
Qi Su's gaze fell on his bald head.
My feelings are a bit complicated.
Although she preferred him with long hair, which made him look less ascetic and less aloof.
However, this is how it looked at the very beginning.
I still miss it a bit.
Qi Su passed the steamed bun through the hole in the prison door.
The man didn't take it, only saying:
"My hands are not clean, no need."
Qi Su: ...
He was on the verge of death, and he was still worrying about whether his hands were clean and whether he could handle the steamed bun.
Qi Su had no choice but to take out a handkerchief, wrap the bun in it, and hand it in.
This time, the master accepted.
Qi Su looked at him and sighed deeply.
"When can you leave? Should we send you clothes and bedding?"
Yun Wuyi, who was looking down at the plain steamed bun wrapped in a handkerchief, looked up at her.
His expression was calm within his dark eyes.
Qi Su squatted outside the cell, gripping the iron bars with both hands.
He looked utterly miserable and abandoned.
This doesn't seem like Yun Wuyi is in jail; it seems more like Qi Su is serving time.
Yun Wuyi: "Don't worry, we'll be out soon."
Qi Su: "How fast is 'very fast'?"
Yun Wuyi simply said, "Soon."
Qi Su sighed.
"The Emperor's decree has spread throughout the capital. The Imperial Astronomical Bureau has chosen the end of the month for the wedding. There aren't many days left. Hello—"
At this point, she glanced at Yun Wuyi.
Why are you so far away from me? Come a little closer.
Yun Wuyi then got up and, like her, sat cross-legged in front of the door.
Qi Su reached out and touched his face.
He did not refuse.
Ah, back when we first met, she stood a little closer and said a few more words.
His face froze, as if he were about to unleash a tirade:
Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Prajna Paramita, come!
The man's dark eyes were fixed on her.
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