Su Qingluan no longer felt nervous at all.
"So you didn't come all the way here to see me make a fool of myself, did you?" She complained with a forced smile - when Mu Xingzhi's hilarious expression appeared on her face, Su Qingluan suddenly realized something: here, she could treat the person in front of her with the same attitude as she treated "Mu Xingzhi".
Although she didn't know how trustworthy the people around her were, since Mu Xingzhi was assured of this, Su Qingluan was naturally happy to be less obedient.
After all, she has always been a person who is afraid of trouble.
Unlike Mu Xingzhi, who was unfazed by Su Qingluan's return to normal, and Baizhi and Zisu, who were also used to their interactions, Tianquan was rather surprised. In his memory, although Mu Xingzhi had always been warm and gentle, no subordinate would ever be so casual in front of him.
Because although Mu Xingzhi seems gentle, if he makes a mistake, the punishment will be very severe.
Mu Xingzhi had enough of joking and looked at Su Qingluan: "Actually, I asked Qingluan to come here today because I want you to meet an old friend." As he said that, Mu Xingzhi made a "please" gesture, meaning to follow him.
Su Qingluan thought to herself that it was just as she thought. She had said that in such turbulent times, there would always be something that had to be done to pull her out of her safe area, and now it had indeed happened.
Thinking of this, Su Qingluan followed. However, Zisu and Baizhi were stopped by Tianquan.
Su Qingluan didn't care: If Mu Xingzhi really wanted to do something to her on his territory, with her weak fighting skills, there was no other way except to lie down and let him do whatever he wanted.
"Old friend?" Su Qingluan pointed at herself. "I'm a stranger in the capital, how could I possibly have any old friends?" What was Lu Jin thinking? But she had only just gotten to know him after arriving here, so she couldn't really be considered an "old friend," right?
Mu Xingzhi shook his head: "You should recognize this old friend, and she is very unusual."
"It's really rare to find someone who can be praised as 'unusual'." Su Qingluan sighed.
The two of them entered through the back door, and Su Qingluan thought that her guess was correct. That place was a dungeon. And this dungeon was even more spacious than she had imagined.
Before entering the dungeon, Su Qingluan had prepared herself mentally, but fortunately, there were no bloody scenes that would push her psychological limits, and many of the cells were even quite tidy.
As if he knew what Su Qingluan was thinking, Mu Xingzhi explained: "Qingluan, don't worry. The place where the prisoners are interrogated is not here. Ordinary people will have nightmares if they hear those screams."
"Then thank you so much." Su Qingluan's mouth twitched.
She did not pretend to ask Mu Xingzhi not to treat the prisoners in such a cruel way. That would be childish and ridiculous.
After all, the laws of the Sheng Dynasty were very different from the modern, humanistic laws that Su Qingluan knew. Furthermore, even modern legal systems didn't completely eliminate corporal punishments like electric shock and flogging, so she had no right to lecture Mu Xingzhi.
Moreover, she didn't see any problem in treating her enemies cruelly. After all, fighting for the throne wasn't like a child fighting over a toy; if they lost, they'd just cry and make a fuss, then ask their parents to buy them a new one.
The struggle for the throne is always accompanied by conspiracy and blood.
However, as a modern person who grew up in a peaceful era, Su Qingluan still couldn't face the sight of flesh being torn apart and screaming in pain. So when Mu Xingzhi told her to "out of sight, out of mind", Su Qingluan was relieved.
After walking for about a while, Mu Xingzhi stopped in front of a cell, and Su Qingluan, who was following behind him, also stopped.
Then she looked at the young woman in the cell.
This person should be about the same age as her, but Su Qingluan felt very strange - she seemed to tremble unconsciously when she saw this person, as if she was angry, or afraid.
But Su Qingluan clearly remembered that it was the first time she saw the person in front of her.
Su Qingluan let out a light breath, turned around and looked at Mu Xingzhi with a puzzled look: Who is this person?
Mu Xingzhi's originally smiling expression froze: "Qingluan doesn't recognize this person?"
Su Qingluan shook her head: Although her body's reaction was strange, she was sure that she did not know the person in front of her.
The person's hands were tied behind her back on a wooden chair with a backrest. Her face was slightly droopy, and it could be seen from her dark eye sockets and messy hair that although she should not have been tortured, she was not having a good life, which made her look very haggard.
Because Yang runs a tailor shop, Su Qingluan now has some understanding of the stitches of various fabrics and clothes.
So she could tell at a glance that the young woman's clothes were made of top-quality material. Even though it was a little dusty due to the bad environment, she could still clearly see the intricate and exquisite patterns on it.
She looks like a young lady from a very wealthy family. Could she be the daughter of a political enemy, and that's why she fell into Mu Xingzhi's hands?
However, according to Su Qingluan's understanding of Mu Xingzhi, his plan must be the most efficient, deadly and very sophisticated one. It will not be the type of "threatening you with your family" that is easy to leave a handle and hatred, but the type of "selling you and asking you to help count the money".
The man seemed to be accustomed to this kind of back and forth movement. Even when he heard someone coming, he looked half-dead.
Su Qingluan couldn't help but complain: "So you dragged me away from home just for such a weird person?"
Unexpectedly, the young woman, who had not responded to the coming and going of people and Mu Xingzhi's order to open the prison door, heard Su Qingluan's voice, suddenly looked up, and stared at Su Qingluan like a ghost.
Su Qingluan couldn't help but take a step back: Why is this guy so fierce?
Then, an even more incredible scene appeared. The haggard young woman in front of her looked like she had seen a ghost and waited for Su Qingluan: "Su Daya, why are you here? Why are you with the Seventh Prince?"
Mu Xingzhi smiled and took a step forward. "I don't think I've ever seen you before, but you know who I am." He looked at the woman opposite him. "Mrs. Xu seems to have known my identity for a long time."
"I haven't met her in person either," Su Qingluan complained, "but she knows my last name and my previous name." Su Daya, this name hasn't been used by anyone with her full name for a long, long time.
Moreover, looking at the person opposite him, it seemed as if she and he had some deep hatred.
No, to be more precise, the person in front of her felt not only disgust and hatred, but also fear and surprise - she had not expected to see herself in this situation, Su Qingluan was very sure of this.
As if to verify Su Qingluan's guess, the young woman in front of her seemed to have fallen into a state of madness, shaking her head repeatedly: "Impossible, impossible! The Seventh Prince is dead, and Su Daya is married! To a poor farmer, she wouldn't be in the capital! Impossible! Impossible!"
Then, he started saying unpredictable words like "You all lied to me" and "This is fake". He sounded like a madman, which made people feel cold in their hearts.
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