Shen Yong is not as experienced in fighting as General Shen.
Madam Ning was lying on the dirty hay, holding her chest tightly with her hands, shivering all over from the cold.
She glanced at Prefect Ning and said in a trembling voice,
"Master...Master, I'm almost freezing to death. When can we go out?"
When will this day end?
The cell was filled with the stench of urine and feces, which made her vision go dark.
No matter how bad the smell was, she had gotten used to it after smelling it for so many days.
But she really couldn't bear the cold, the gloomy cold.
These damn jailers, the food they deliver is getting more and more shoddy.
Since the army left the city, the jailer only threw them one coarse grain steamed bun a day.
Only every now and then would they be given a bowl of porridge to keep them alive.
She hadn't had a bowel movement in days because she ate such dry food.
Prefect Ning rubbed his frozen hands and looked at his wife, who looked no different from a beggar woman, with a look of disgust in his eyes.
"You ask me, who should I ask?"
Ning Zhifu glanced at the door of the cell and said softly,
"Give me the hairpin on your head."
Chen Yong left Menglan City. If he didn't escape quickly, when would he escape?
It was obvious that Chen Yong had taken a large number of soldiers with him when he left, and there were fewer soldiers guarding the prison door.
It was also obvious that the jailer had been replaced.
These newly arrived jailers looked like the people of Menglan City.
Chen Yong was a man of great skill and courage, and he actually used the people of Menglan City as soldiers.
He had observed that the soldiers on duty in the prison today were obviously new recruits, and his authority should be able to intimidate them.
You’ll know if it works by trying it.
Anyway, since Shen Yong was not there, these people didn't dare to kill him.
At worst, I'll be sent back.
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