From these two days on, the meals delivered to the prison became one meal a day at irregular times.
The prison guards hurried in, threw a few steamed buns and water bottles into each cell, and then hurried away.
The air was filled with the smell of mold and decay. Light filtered through the high window bars, casting a patchy shadow on the stone floor, revealing the hunched figures of the prisoners.
They either sit or lie down, struggling to survive under the shadow of death.
A death row prisoner, dressed in tattered clothes, leaned against the wall, his eyes dull and his face marked by traces of time and suffering.
His lips moved, and a hoarse, low voice uttered, "Whether the Jiang Kingdom's cavalry tramples the mountains and rivers of the Du Kingdom, or we await our fate amidst these stone and iron bars, to us, it's ultimately nothing more than a handful of dirt."
The prisoner next to him turned around upon hearing this. His eyes were dull, as if the fire of life had long been extinguished, leaving only an empty shell.
He gave a wry laugh, his voice filled with helplessness and despair. "You're right. For those of us sentenced to death, how can we ever hope to see the light of day? War or peace? For us, it's just a distant dream."
Their conversation echoed in the cell, and the other prisoners were either silent or sighing softly.
Gu Yufei lay on the ground, not wanting to listen to what they were saying. She was in a cell all by herself, and had only been able to eat two or three steamed buns over the past two days. This treatment was much better than that of the others, but she was still dizzy with hunger.
If it were in modern times, people would be able to have a good meal before dying, right?
Here, there is nothing you want.
It's really unbearable to die here.
Must find a way to escape.
Gu Yufei thought.
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The opportunity finally came three days later.
The young prison officer brought the food alone.
Gu Yufei's original plan was to take advantage of the situation, steal the key, and escape quietly. However, fate seemed to play a cruel joke on her and put an accident in front of her.
The young prison officer had a frivolous look on his face and was humming a little tune as he walked.
In the face of national crisis, it is a great blessing to be able to give these prisoners food. Who would care how they live?
The woman in front of me is so beautiful.
Judging from her figure and posture, she should not have given birth yet.
The prison officer's eyes were glued to Gu Yufei, and he made no attempt to conceal his violation of her.
"Little beauty." As he said that, he opened the door of the cell and rushed directly towards Gu Yufei.
Gu Yufei wanted to struggle, but thinking this was a good opportunity, she let him take off her coat.
Just as he was about to take further action, Gu Yufei picked up the stone she had prepared long ago and hit the young prison officer hard on the back of the head.
The prison officer fell to the ground with a "bang", and blood slowly flowed out, staining the cold stone slabs red.
He can't be allowed to live.
Gu Yufei hit it a dozen more times.
Finally, with trembling hands, she untied the key from the prison officer's waist.
She dragged her trembling body with difficulty and opened the cell door.
"Let us out too!"
"Yes, let us out!"
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When the others saw Gu Yufei escape, they hurriedly shouted at her to let her go.
"You're on your own." Gu Yufei threw down these words and staggered out of this hell.
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The capital of the Du Kingdom
The war has not yet reached here.
People's faces were filled with worry.
On the streets, people were walking in a hurry with frowns on their faces, as if they had a heavy stone pressing on their hearts.
At the shop doors, the shop owners looked at the few customers listlessly, worried about future business.
Customers seemed hesitant when choosing goods, as if they were worried that the war would bring more uncertainty to their lives.
The once lively atmosphere in the teahouse had become dull. The tea drinkers stopped talking and instead silently savored the bitter tea, pondering the impact of the war.
Occasionally, someone would whisper about the situation on the front line, attracting the attention of those around them.
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