Seeing how nonchalant she was, the Cui family members thought the same and gradually felt relieved.
The prison cell became quiet, but in the prefect's residence, the prefect, who had just woken up, was furious.
His eyes were full of hatred and viciousness. With a fierce wave of his hand, he swept all the cups, bowls and dishes on the table to the ground.
The crisp sound of cups breaking filled the entire room. The maids who were busy with other chores were startled and quickly knelt down.
"Sir, calm down!" The officer secretly groaned. Thinking of the sir's temper, he wished he could disappear immediately. But he was the sir's number one confidant, and he couldn't leave no matter who left. Otherwise, he would be bullied in the future, and he would suffer a lot!
"Calm down?! How can you ask me to calm down?!"
The prefect's eyes were bloodshot and he looked like a ghost. The people kneeling on the ground below couldn't help but tremble slightly.
He threw back the quilt, put on his shoes, and rushed towards the cell; "Let's go! I'm going to settle the score with that bitch!"
The trusted official hurriedly followed.
However, although many people in the prefect's house turned a blind eye to the scar on his face, even more people trembled with fear when they saw it, as if they had seen a ghost.
"Ghost!" A guard screamed in fear, closed his eyes and ran backwards. He bumped into the wall and got a big bump on his head, but he didn't care and just got up and ran away.
The prefect laughed angrily: "Why?! Do I look so much like a ghost?!"
The trusted official silently glanced at the prefect's face and didn't dare to say anything more.
Not to mention them, even he, who was used to the horrors of interrogation, hardly dared to look at the adult's face.
The prefect's wound was mainly on his forehead, with only a slight scratch on his cheek.
When they were just moved back to the house, the doctor from the mansion came to see her. At that time, the maid was about to clean the master's wound, but the doctor quickly stopped her, saying that water could not be used to clean the wound, and that the bleeding was too heavy and needed to be stopped first.
What's worse is that the doctor has run out of hemostatic drugs, and it will take several hours to make them. By then, the prefect will probably be dead.
There was no other way, so they used the old method and asked someone to get some wood ash and smear it on the adult's forehead.
The doctor finally prepared the ointment, but the adult moved his fingers and looked like he was about to wake up.
They were afraid of being scolded, so they became anxious and did not even bother to wipe off the wood ash. They just applied the black-green ointment directly.
His forehead was now black and green with some dust mixed in. He looked as if he had fallen into a coal pile and then accidentally into a manure pit.
No wonder so many people feel scared when they see it.
Coming back to his senses from his memories, he happened to hear the screams of the passing attendants. The trusted official lowered his head and said, "Sir, they are too ignorant to be frightened."
The prefect snorted coldly. Seeing that his confidant didn't dare to look up at him, he felt extremely unhappy.
Along the way, he has met so many people who screamed and yelled at the sight of his face that he couldn't even count them!
He suddenly lost his mind and felt like a dark cloud was pressing on his heart. He turned around and went back to his room in annoyance.
He paced around the room.
Suddenly, he thought of something and his eyes lit up.
"Come closer and listen. Didn't Cui Shishi embarrass me?" The prefect beckoned to his confidant and whispered in his ear, "Just do this..."
As the confidant listened to the prefect's advice, his eyes gradually brightened.
*
In the cell, Lu Yunxi was lying on the ground, watching the forum, when the cell door suddenly opened.
In the cell where they held the women, more than a dozen people were suddenly let in, filling the cell completely.
Originally, there were only the Cui family and Lu Yunxi, and there was still plenty of space for everyone to lie down, but with so many people joining in, there might not even be enough space to sleep at night.
Several female members of the Cui family stepped back a few steps and sat down next to Lu Yunxi, occupying the seats against the wall on the left side of the cell and giving the seats on the right side to the newcomer.
The people opposite had strange expressions on their faces and looked at them for a long time before they each found a seat to sit down.
The cell was very quiet.
Because there were so many strangers, Shen San and the men of the Cui family opposite felt it difficult to talk to them and went to sleep.
Time passes by little by little.
When the sun went down, the jailer finally came to distribute the food.
In the cell, there are two meals a day, one in the morning and one in the evening. So except for those who have just arrived, basically everyone will eat, otherwise they will starve to death.
People in Wuzhou don’t eat rice, they eat more bread.
Although the bread looks rough, perhaps because the ingredients are pure natural and pollution-free, the whole bread has a faint aroma of wheat, but it tastes unique.
Lu Yunxi and Chen San ate with gusto; the Cui family members were not used to the dry biscuits yet, and frowned after taking a bite, and took a long time to swallow them; the group of prisoners who had just come in devoured the food as if they had not eaten for hundreds of years.
Soon, Master Lu Yunxi and his disciples and the newly arrived prisoners had finished eating, leaving only the Cui family still grinding the dry biscuits.
After all, they had lived a life of luxury for many years. Although they had been prepared when they were exiled, this preparation was only psychological. After only two or three bites, the throats of several female relatives were sore.
Lu Yunxi felt helpless and was about to knock on the cell door to ask the jailer to bring some water, but the silent prisoners next to him suddenly looked up.
It happened almost instantly.
They were like a pack of hungry wolves seeing a fat sheep, with green light in their eyes and saliva dripping from the corners of their mouths, as they pounced on it desperately.
"Ah! Don't push me!"
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