In the prison, Zhao Xu, as the head of the family, was interrogated and detained alone, and the rest of the people were imprisoned in another place.
In the cell, Zhao Lian cried until she was hoarse. She sobbed and muttered, "No... I don't want to go to the Jiaofangsi! I don't want to be a slave! If that's the case, I'd rather die!"
It also didn't know how a happy birthday party turned out like this, and all the glory and wealth were destroyed overnight.
Several members of the Zhao family were already looking dejected, sitting there in a daze. Only Xue Hanshu smiled sarcastically: "Zhao Lian is really optimistic. The Jiaofangsi? Being a slave? That's wishful thinking. A crime like treason would cost their entire family their heads! But she could let herself die."
Seeing Xue Hanshu smile, Zhao Lian stopped crying: "You still have the nerve to laugh! If it weren't for you, how could I have fallen to this point! You are a jinx!"
As she spoke, she began to tear Xue Hanshu's hair.
Unexpectedly, Xue Hanshu, who usually looked weak, now had the strength to pull Zhao Lian, pushed her down, and scratched Zhao Lian's face with her nails, leaving her face covered with scars in a few scratches.
It's a dead end anyway. She has suffered injustice all her life. Is she going to be bullied by this idiot before she dies?
Zhao Shen was completely desperate and had given up wanting to get involved. However, seeing that Xue Hanshu had hit him too hard, he pulled her apart and angrily scolded her, "How long are you going to make such a fuss? What did she say wrong? If I hadn't married you, how could the Zhao family have gotten involved with Xue Zhiyi?"
When people are in desperate situations, their humanity is gradually overshadowed by their animality. At this moment, Xue Hanshu had long lost his rationality and just wanted to vent all the frustration he had accumulated throughout his life.
She spat rudely at Zhao Shen: "Bah! Why don't you, the Zhao family, collaborate with the enemy? I feel like you've got me into trouble! You dare not take responsibility for what you did, and now you're blaming everything on me! Fuck you! When you're with men, I see you bray like a donkey, you're so unhappy!"
"Xue Hanshu!"
Zhao Shen wanted to speak again, but Xue Hanshu interrupted him. She made no effort to hide the extreme disgust in her eyes: "Don't talk to me! You dirty bastard, you're not clean at all, I'm disgusted by you!"
When the two were in love, Zhao Shen never imagined that one day he would be humiliated by Xue Hanshu, and he immediately wanted to kill her.
But Zhao Lian got there first, and she jumped up and was about to rip Xue Hanshu's mouth off: "Bitch, how dare you say that about my brother!"
Xue Hanshu slapped her in the face. "Who do you think you are? You're so stupid and crude. If you weren't born again, you wouldn't be sold for more than two hundred yuan even if you were sent to a trafficker. Even the lowest-class prostitutes are better off than you. A young lady from a marquis's mansion is living like Ge Yuanhui's dog. If I were you, I'd rather have died!"
The three of them were pulling and fighting each other, completely ignoring Mrs. Zhao who was dying beside them.
It was not until the jailer came in with a whip and beat the three men to stop that they finally quieted down. One of them squatted in a corner of the cell, with a bruised face and nose, and remained silent. Only Xue Hanshu laughed foolishly: If she had known that this would be the outcome, what would it matter if she had lived such a cautious and frustrating life?
Sure enough, she finally understood why Xue Panrou lived like a mad woman. It turned out that it was really enjoyable.
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Huo Wuyou went to the Heavenly Prison and went to find Xue Zhiyi after returning.
Meeting at the Jiang family was much easier than meeting in the palace. He could now climb through the window to enter and exit Xue Zhiyi's boudoir just as if he were entering and exiting his own home. Qiuyun and Suyue were no longer surprised. When they saw him coming, they closed the door and left.
When he saw Xue Zhiyi, Huo Wuyou avoided his gaze guiltily.
Ever since that day, whenever he saw Xue Zhiyi, his blood would boil, and he would unconsciously recall her dazed look in his arms. The few times he saw her recently, Huo Wuyou always avoided her gaze.
"What's wrong?" Xue Zhiyi saw that he looked a little strange: "You went to the prison, but what did you find out?"
After calming down a bit, Huo Wuyou said seriously, "I went to see Zhao Xu, and he acted very strangely."
The two sat down side by side on the chaise longue by the window. Xue Zhiyi asked him, "What do you mean?"
Huo Wuyou said, "When I went to the Heavenly Prison to see Zhao Xu, I discovered that he had been poisoned and rendered mute."
"Mute?!" Xue Zhiyi looked surprised: "Someone is trying to silence him."
Huo Wuyou nodded. "That's my guess, but it's hard to say who this person is. It could be Prince Cheng, as we're worried he might say something he shouldn't. Or it could be Prince Gong. After all, Prince Gong probably still thinks Zhao Xu is his man."
"However, even if you are mute, you should still be able to ask something, right?" Xue Zhiyi said.
"Yes." Huo Wuyou said truthfully, "Although it was confirmed that he had colluded with the enemy and killed my father, brother, and 100,000 soldiers, I still asked him about it in person. He nodded and admitted it, but when I mentioned the forged edict, he smiled, a noncommittal smile, neither admitting nor denying that it was his doing."
Huo Wuyou still remembered that Zhao Xu was tied to the rack in the Sky Prison, covered in blood, and he looked at him unwillingly, as if he hated that he had not been able to completely eliminate the problem, and finally he was defeated by a useless playboy whom he despised.
When Zhao Xu nodded in acknowledgment of what he had done, Huo Wuyou really wanted to chop off his head with his own hands and use his blood to sacrifice to his parents, brother, and the soldiers who had died in vain at Yueling Pass.
One hundred thousand people, so many loyal and brave men, how many of them could not even be buried on the battlefield, and were buried in the border areas. Even his brother could not find his body, and could only be buried in a handful of yellow soil at Yueling Pass.
It is such a person who is actually ranked as a king and supported by the people of Dayong. It is really ironic!
But when Huo Wuyou mentioned the forged edict, Zhao Xu actually laughed with his bloody mouth open, laughing so hard that tears came out. There was a mocking look in his eyes when he looked at Huo Wuyou, as if he was watching a joke.
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