Chapter 194 Sacrifice
Bai Ling, who usually talks a lot, was silent at this moment. She just sat in the chair and wiped her tears quietly.
Bo Yuan sat next to Bai Ling and handed her his hand.
"Bai Ling, don't be sad, the boss is a lucky man."
Fu Da, who had just been watching from the side, glanced at them and his eyes flashed away indifferently.
An Changlu glanced at everyone and his eyes fell on Li Yunzhou.
"I'll send a letter to Master Pei, telling him the news and letting him take action."
Fu Da stopped it immediately.
"She instructed us not to send any message to Mr. Pei. Otherwise, if Mr. Pei comes from Jiangzhou, someone will die."
Bai Ling said in a hoarse voice.
"This distant water cannot quench the immediate thirst, and that one cannot reveal the news. What should I do with my sister? How can we rescue her?"
Li Yunzhou comforted Bailing.
"All we can do now is wait and do our job first. The boss has just moved in and hasn't made any arrangements yet. We will discuss with him what to do next when the time comes."
The eloquent Bo Yuan looked left and right, then fell silent.
At this time, Jinzhu Garden fell into sadness, and everyone was worried about Chen Shiyi's situation.
Chen Shiyi's situation is indeed not very good.
She looked at the steaming food, clear water, and fragrant wine in front of her, and her head ached badly.
In the cell, they don't have to eat stale food or leftovers, and they live just like outside. Who dares to imagine what's going on here?
From the time Chen Shiyi was imprisoned until the next day, he had not had a drop of water or a grain of rice.
She is now in a dangerous situation.
She must be vigilant and not touch even a little bit of this place.
The lock of the cell door was rattling. A prison guard opened the lock expressionlessly, looking at the food still lying on the ground, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.
"How long can you stay hungry?"
Chen Shiyi raised his eyes lightly, glanced at the jailer, and then fell asleep again.
The jailer saw that Chen Shiyi was being rude to him, so he took the whip from his waist and started whipping her.
Faced with the sudden whipping, Chen Shiyi instinctively raised her hand to block it. The intense pain on her arm made the corners of her lips turn even paler, and beads of sweat broke out on her forehead.
Seeing that Chen Shiyi was stubborn and didn't say a word, the jailer whipped him again.
Chen Shiyi grabbed the whip tail despite the risk of being injured.
She was very strong and held on tightly, so the jailer whipped her several times but failed to pull the whip back.
"You lynched me before the case was even tried. If anything happens to me in prison, you will be dead."
"Go tell the higher-ups that I have something the prefect wants, but I don't want to talk to him here."
That night, Chen Shiyi was arranged to stay in a room next to the prison.
The door slowly opened, and a middle-aged man in official uniform stepped in.
His eyes were sharp as he carefully examined the woman opposite him.
There was a look of "that's just the way it is" in his eyes, and he sat on a chair beside him and spoke slowly.
"What do you want to talk to me about?"
Chen Shiyi spoke slowly, enduring the pain.
"How much silver does Magistrate Yuan want?"
Yuan Zhizhou raised his brows, very much surprised by Chen Shiyi's straightforwardness.
"I don't understand what you are talking about."
"10% of the profits of Yuming Tea House."
Yuan Zhizhou laughed disdainfully, Yicheng, what does she think of him?
“Fifty percent.”
"What?"
"I want 50% of your profits. 10% is not even enough to fill my stomach."
"The prefect has a voracious appetite indeed."
"If you want to make a name for yourself in Anzhou, you have no choice but to rely on me. Otherwise, you know that imprisonment is the least you can do."
Chen Shiyi said with a smile.
"I have escaped from the wolf's mouth and fallen into the tiger's mouth. OK, I promise you, then as for the murder..."
Yuan Zhizhou really likes such obedient people.
"What murder? Wu Daming just died of an old illness. What does it have to do with Chen Dongjia?"
Chen Shiyi nodded.
"Then when can I go out?"
"Tomorrow, let me make some arrangements. I'll have to let Chen Dongjia spend another night in prison."
Chen Shiyi was not taken to prison, but was taken to a private room by the jailers.
There was only a small lamp in the room, and shadows were everywhere in the corners, as if there were scary ghosts hiding there.
Chen Shiyi felt a little uneasy, she didn't know what was waiting for her next.
She sat quietly in the chair, not daring to move around.
After a while, I heard some movement in the next room.
It seemed like someone was talking, and the voice sounded familiar.
She walked over slowly and listened closely against the wall.
All I could hear was a gentle sound like water or a spring, which made me feel happy.
Chen Shiyi's heart skipped a beat; the voice belonged to Bo Yuan.
"Sir, I will serve you well, can you let me go?"
No, no!
Chen Shiyi slammed the wall fiercely, Boyuan, don't do anything stupid!
All they want is money, not people!
"I never thought your boss would hide such a treasure like you."
Yuan Zhizhou smiled lewdly and raised his hand to touch Boyuan's delicate face.
Bo Yuan turned his head, a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes, but he hid it well.
"Sir, can you release my boss tomorrow?"
"Little thing, as long as you serve me well tonight, you can go back home tomorrow."
"Your Excellency must keep your word."
At this moment, Chen Shiyi felt like she was going crazy after hearing these words.
She pounded the wall with her hands and screamed loudly.
"Boyuan, no, no, I can get out tomorrow, don't do this for me."
No one responded to her, and the noise from the next room became louder and louder.
At first there was a rustling sound, like the rubbing of clothes. After a while, Bo Yuan could be heard groaning, with suppressed pain overflowing from his throat. Then there was a burst of loud screams.
Chen Shiyi held his head, tore at his hair, and paced back and forth in the room like a trapped beast.
"Fu Da, Fu Da, where are you?"
There are no windows in the compartment, only four walls.
She banged on the door and kicked it, but it didn't budge.
The noise from the next door compartment was getting louder and louder. Bo Yuan kept screaming, so shrill and piercing, as if he would die in the next second.
He kept shouting in pain!
Chen Shiyi was wrongly accused, thrown into jail, and whipped, but she was not afraid.
But in this small, square room, with a bed, a quilt, and light, it felt like hell.
Those sharp breaths, the extreme pain, and the brutal whipping were like shackles that were put on her and made it impossible for her to breathe.
She could only scream at the top of her lungs, hoping that a sound would be heard outside, hoping that Fu Da and Bo Yuan could hear it.
However, no matter how she shouted, her voice could only remain inside the house of four walls, cutting her heart piece by piece.
She doesn't want others to save themselves in this sacrificial way.