Chapter 11 The Cell Is So Cruel
"Here!" Zeng Xiaoxiao took out ten taels of silver. Today she just wanted to go out for a walk, and she didn't bring so much money with her.

"It's really poor." I had heard that General Chu had caught a poor man and brought him in, but now that I saw it, he was right.

"I'll spare you today." The jailer pinned the whip to his belt, untied Zhang Fang, dragged Zhang Fang and threw it into the cell.

"... "

"Are you okay?" After a while of silence, Zeng Xiaoxiao opened his mouth and helped Zhang Fang to the corner.

"Hiss...it's okay." After a long time, Zhang Fang spat out these two words and grinned.

He said he was fine, but almost all the clothes on his body were whipped into cloth strips, and the torn clothes were sticky to the wound because of the blood.

With a slight movement of the body, the old wounds will fall off with the tearing of the clothes, and new blood will emerge, which is very scary to watch.

Zeng Xiaoxiao supported Zhang Fang, and his hands were also stained with a lot of blood.

"Thank you, stay away from me, don't get your clothes dirty." Different from the indifference at the beginning, Zhang Fang's expression was warmer.

Because of his uprightness, when Chu Jianguo copied the homes of other ministers, Zhang Fang was unwilling to make false accounts and was retaliated by Chu Jianguo.

Chu Jianguo once threatened that he would be whipped for a month and then be beheaded.

I thought my life would come to an abrupt end.

At this moment, Zhang Fang seemed to see the warmth of the world again.

"It's too cruel." Zeng Xiaoxiao sat aside with tears in his eyes.

Zeng Xiaoxiao was originally carefree and rarely shed tears, but seeing the shock at this moment, she still couldn't help it.

"Cruel ass! Just get used to it, and we will follow orders." The jailer said abruptly.

"If you don't have the ten taels of silver, you will also be beaten today."

"Fortunately, your ten taels of silver saved both of your lives."

The jailer yelled at Zeng Xiaoxiao and the others, not forgetting to raise Erlang's legs.

As he said that, the jailer smiled obscenely as if he had thought of something.

He got up and took out the whip that was stuffed in the waistband of his trousers.

He took out the key to the cell door, and prepared to clean up Zeng Xiaoxiao, to see if he could squeeze out some money.

With a creak, the cell door was opened.

"Don't...don't hit her." Zhang Fang stretched out his bloody hand and grabbed the jailer's ankle.Even if Zhang Fang was dying, he still wanted to stop the demon in front of him.

Seeing that Zhang Fang's bloody hands stained his trouser legs, the jailer got angry, turned his head, shook his hand and whipped him again, and even spit.

Zhang Fang was kicked aside, but still crawled towards Zeng Xiaoxiao with difficulty.

It's a shame that Zeng Xiaoxiao didn't have superpowers when he traveled here, let alone the gate of time and space.Helpless, she cried and pushed back.

Watching the jailer approaching him step by step with a whip.With nowhere to retreat, Zeng Xiaoxiao could only curl up in a corner, close her eyes, and cover her ears, trying to relieve the coming pain.

"Crack!" The sound of the whip hitting the body sounded, but there was only one sound.

"Crack, crack." Two, three.

"Oh! It hurts! Who the hell! Dare to hit me!" The jailer rubbed his back and looked back.

What Zeng Xiaoxiao didn't expect was that she didn't feel pain, but heard the jailer's painful voice.

Zeng Xiaoxiao opened her eyes and saw Mu Chuqian appearing in front of her. Apart from being surprised, she was more moved.

At this moment, Mu Chuqian had a serious expression, his face was like a jade carving, with his back against the light outside the cell, he was like a noble god, and also like an emissary from hell.

Although he and Mu Chuqian had only met once, and the memory of Mu Chuqian was already blurred in his mind, she knew that Mu Chuqian would never die.

"Who the hell are you! Don't think that you can beat me just because you are handsome! I am the uncle here." The jailer continued to wail, not forgiving.

It was originally a curse word, but unexpectedly, the three people present burst into laughter.

Even Zhang Fang held his wound and suppressed a smile.

The majestic jailer just now changed his style of painting.

Ignoring the jailer, Mu Chuqian squatted down, carefully inspecting Zeng Xiaoxiao with nervous eyes.

When he saw the blood on Zeng Xiaoxiao's hands and clothes, Mu Chuqian's ice-cold eyes were replaced by anger, and he couldn't restrain himself from bursting out.

I saw him beating the jailer one whip after another. Unlike just now, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength this time, and the jailer's wailing resounded throughout the cell.

The prisoners in the cell became agitated and checked what happened one after another. Even the condemned prisoner who was gnawing on the fence in the morning was awakened and was clapping and applauding.

Not long after, the jailer passed out.

"Does it hurt?" Mu Chuqian stopped waving the whip, ignored Zeng Xiaoxiao's obstruction, and put his arms around Zeng Xiaoxiao, his tone so gentle that water dripped out.

"It doesn't hurt, I wasn't beaten." Zeng Xiaoxiao said shyly, trying to break free from Mu Chuqian's embrace.

She has never been a casual girl, let alone this is in ancient times.

Zhang Fang was astonished when he saw the two big men hugging each other.

"Did it scare you?" Mu Chuqian looked at Zeng Xiaoxiao's resistance, thinking that Zeng Xiaoxiao was frightened by the jailer just now, forcibly suppressed the killing in his heart, and looked at the motionless jailer on the ground with gloomy eyes.

Zeng Xiaoxiao nodded slightly.

That's right, she was indeed frightened, because she was frightened by Mu Chuqian's forcible hug.

The woman he regarded as a treasure was imprisoned in a dirty cell and almost beaten.

He must avenge this revenge.

"Bring me in." Mu Chuqian ordered to the outside.

"Yes, Second Prince."

During the day, the ruffian Zhang was thrown out like garbage by two burly men, without the slightest mercy, he fell heavily to the ground.

"Second Prince, spare your life, Second Prince, spare your life." The ruffian Zhang quickly knelt in front of Mu Chuqian, bowing and kowtowing.

"Huh?" Mu Chuqian tiptoed the ruffian Zhang's chin, and looked at him from side to side in a dark manner.

"Wow, this man is really scary. Just now he was as gentle as water, but now he is as terrifying as Yan Luo, who is demanding his life." Zeng Xiaoxiao muttered softly.

"Tell me, who brought her here?" Mu Chuqian's stern voice made the ruffian tremble, and his already bruised body seemed even more crumbling.

"Yes... yes..." ruffian Zhang's voice was trembling, and he hesitated for a long time.

"Boom, boom." Seeing the ruffian Zhang Momo chirping, two burly men kicked him.

"It's General Chu." The ruffian Zhang struggled to his feet and said.

"Hehe." Mu Chuqian snorted coldly.

"How courageous, dare to touch my woman."

"Who is your woman, I am not." Zeng Xiaoxiao muttered again.

"Don't think I didn't hear." Mu Chuqian raised his eyebrows, and approached Zeng Xiaoxiao step by step.

Just breaking free from Mu Chuqian's arms, Zeng Xiaoxiao didn't want to be hugged by him again.

She didn't want to come across as gay after all.

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