Su Zhirou was imprisoned in the city's dungeon, which was some distance from the Prince of Ling's mansion. After the two arrived by oxcart, Zhong Muyu showed the Prince of Ling's mansion's token, and the jailers let her in.
Su Zhirou was locked in the innermost cell, a place that was dark all day long, and the oppressive feeling was enough to drive a person crazy.
Unlike the others, Su Zhirou's cell was completely sealed off, with only a hole for passing food in between the door and the cell.
The jailer instructed her, "His Highness said that she is very dangerous and needs to be closely watched. When delivering things, be careful not to look at her or talk to her. Your Highness, please be careful as well. If anything happens, remember to call us."
It seems Lu Ziyuan has some kind of evil magic to guard against her, but I don't know if it will work.
Zhong Muyu nodded: "I understand."
The jailer opened the door, and Zhong Muyu saw that there was only a small window letting in a little light. Inside the room, there was a bed, a table, and a toilet.
Su Zhirou was dressed in prison clothes, her hands and feet were chained to the wall, and the furthest she could move was only to the small hole where she could get food.
She is no longer the gentle and beautiful woman she once was; instead, she looks disheveled and pale, as if she has aged ten years in an instant.
Upon seeing that it was Zhong Muyu, her unfocused eyes finally lit up: "It's you! You actually came back?"
"Yes, I'm back safe and sound. I'm sorry to disappoint you."
"He actually failed?"
"I was lucky; someone rescued me."
Su Zhirou laughed angrily: "Rescued? Hahaha! Zhong Muyu, you're as lucky as ever. You can do everything, you have everything, and even when you're in danger, someone will come to your rescue."
As she spoke, Su Zhirou's face turned sad.
Zhong Muyu looked at her coldly: "If you hadn't lied or schemed in the first place, you could have lived a good life. Why did things have to come to this?"
"I don't need you to lecture me!"
Su Zhirou suddenly lunged at Zhong Muyu to grab her; her frenzied appearance was terrifying.
However, before they could get close, they were stopped by the jailers and thrown back.
The jailer glared at her menacingly: "Still acting crazy? Want a whipping?"
Su Zhirou didn't dare to go over, she just glared at her fiercely: "Zhong Muyu, so what if you win? I curse you to die a horrible death!"
Early Spring clenched her fist: "That's outrageous. I guess I'll have to tell the jailers to keep a close eye on her."
"Don't pay attention to her crazy talk, she won't live for more than a few days anyway."
Su Zhirou laughed miserably, "Yes, I don't have many days left to live, but even if I only have one day left, I will keep cursing you!"
Early Spring roared in fury: "Guards, slap him!"
Zhong Muyu did not stop it, so the jailer stepped forward and slapped her hard in the mouth.
The pitiful screams echoed through the cell, and as the beating continued, Su Zhirou began to convulse.
Zhong Muyu immediately ordered the jailers to stop.
Su Zhirou's lips were already swollen, but at this moment her eyes were wide open, her face was distorted, and her whole body was convulsing. She didn't look like she had been beaten at all; instead, she looked like she had lost her mind.
Zhong Muyu asked the jailer, "What's wrong with her?"
"I don't know. Maybe she's gone mad. Your Highness, please stay away from her and be careful not to get hurt."
Zhong Muyu took a step back: "I'll be careful. Has she done this before?"
No, this is the first time.
Zhong Muyu looked thoughtfully at Su Zhirou, who was writhing on the bed. Zaochun tugged at her sleeve and said, "Your Highness, let's go. Be careful she doesn't go crazy again."
Just then, Su Zhirou, who was feeling unwell, suddenly cried out, "Give me medicine, quickly give me... medicine..."
"Medicine? What medicine?"
However, at this moment, Su Zhirou didn't care that the person in front of her was Zhong Muyu, and immediately tried to crawl over: "Please... give me the medicine..."
The jailer stopped her again: "Get out! Get out! Don't even think about harming the Princess!"
Zhong Muyu had a vague feeling that something was wrong, and even after leaving the prison with Zaochun, she was still thinking about it.
Seeing that she was lost in thought, Zaochun asked, "Is Your Highness still thinking about Su Zhirou?"
"Hmm, I think she looks strange."
"She's probably gone crazy by now, so don't worry about it. Thinking about it will only make you angry."
Zhong Muyu didn't think so. She believed there must be a problem and that they should probably go to Tingzhiyuan to investigate.
After returning to the Prince's Mansion, Zhong Muyu went to Uncle Qiu to get the key to Tingzhi Courtyard so she could investigate.
According to Uncle Qiu, because Lu Ziyuan was in a hurry to find her, Su Zhirou had not yet been convicted, and her courtyard was only sealed off, with nothing inside disturbed, which suited her just fine.
Everything in Tingzhi Courtyard remained exactly as it was when Su Zhirou was there. Zhong Muyu opened the door, and the room was still filled with the scent of incense that Su Zhirou liked.
Zhong Muyu instructed Zaochun: "Let's split up and search, trying not to disrupt the original layout. If you find anything strange, remember to call me."
Zaochun agreed, and the two began to search separately.
Su Zhirou loved beauty, and her closets and drawers were filled with clothes and jewelry. Of course, correspondingly, her savings were almost gone. Zhong Muyu hadn't expected that she could spend so much of her dowry; no wonder she kept asking the Prince's accountant for money.
But if it were just clothes, jewelry, and supplements, it wouldn't have cost them so much money. Just then, Zhong Muyu heard Zaochun's voice: "Your Highness, come and see what this is."
Zhong Muyu followed the sound and saw that Zaochun had found some things in Su Zhirou's bedside table.
Normally, the items placed in the bedside table are mostly commonly used personal items, but Su Zhirou had some unusual bottles and jars in there.
In early spring, I opened a porcelain bottle and took a sniff. I was so choked by the smell that I started coughing: "What smells so good? It's awful."
Zhong Muyu immediately capped the bottle: "Don't smell it carelessly, lest it be something unclean."
After what happened before, she was truly afraid of Su Zhirou's things, which included not only physical damage but also magical damage.
Among these bottles and jars, a wooden box caught the eye. Zhong Muyu opened it and saw that the box contained many pills, which smelled faintly fragrant.
It felt like a tonic or something similar, but being mixed in here, Zhong Muyu realized it wasn't an ordinary medicine.
She closed the box and gestured to Zaochun: "Take all these things back with you, I need to check them."
In early spring, she packed the things into a drawer, picked them up, and asked, "Aren't we going to wait for the prince to return before investigating?"
"No need, my intuition tells me these are unusual medicines."
After the two left Tingzhi Courtyard with their belongings, Zhong Muyu gave some to the royal physician for examination and sent the other part to her spatial dimension for 4601 to test.
Inside the space, 4601 continued to work according to her instructions. Zhong Muyu had doubts. If this was her consciousness space, was 4601 real, or was it created out of thin air by her based on the space robot from her previous life?
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