Cute girl Shura

Chapter 64 The Emperor Arrives ([-])

"I will give you one more chance to deny my intentions, or tell who instigated you to enter the palace, I will let you go, otherwise, killing you is like crushing an ant!" Queen Jing's eyes flashed A little cunning.

"Stop talking nonsense! If you don't kill me today, one day, I will take back the concubine Chen's share!" She closed her eyes, not intending to resist.

"beat!"

With an indignant order, the jailer's wooden stick fell heavily on An Yao's buttocks.

She grasped her hands tightly, pinching her fingertips into the cracks of the chopping board, enduring the pain from below.

"I didn't expect you to be so thick-skinned, and you still haven't screamed after dropping more than ten boards." Jing Hou approached her face, her charming eyes were full of mockery, and then she turned her head and shouted at the jailer behind him who was throwing a stick: "You all Haven’t you eaten yet?! All of you will use your strength to beat her to pieces!”

An Yao only felt the pain deepen, and the cold sweat broke out on her forehead.But he still bit his lower lip, not letting himself cry out.

Before entering the palace, she had expected this day and had prepared herself for it.It's just that she didn't expect that the pain was far more real and deeper than she imagined.

"Ah!" Finally, she cried out.

The wound under the stick is red and blotchy, making it hard to look at.

For the sake of her mother, for the humiliation she has suffered in the past 11 years, she must endure it!

After the scene, Anya, and Zi Ling...

"Ma'am, it's not good, the second prince is here!" A jailer suddenly rushed in from outside, reporting in a panic.

The corner of Jinghou's eyes condensed slightly, "What is he here for?"

The servant girl hurriedly signaled to the jailers who were still working with the staff to drag An Yao back to the prison, and then turned to Jinghou, "Madam, in the opinion of this servant, we should leave this place first, otherwise the mother-child relationship we have finally established..."

After Jinghou heard this, her complexion changed drastically. She had worked hard all these years, except that Weiyang Zishen refused to recognize her even after death, but the second prince, Que Mo, quite obeyed her. It caused a bloodbath and wasted the efforts of these years.

Thinking of this, she quickly took a shortcut and left the prison with her maid.

An Yao was thrown into the prison again, her body was already stained with blood, but the smile on her lips was still getting stronger, "Empress Jing, if you don't kill me now, you won't be able to kill me in the future! I will do it thousands of times, Bring back all the pain..."

In her hazy consciousness, she saw a slender man walking in and helping her up, "Yao'er? Why did you suffer such serious injuries?! Who did it!"

Behind them, the jailers all lowered their heads and did not dare to make a sound.

She couldn't stop laughing in her heart, she just felt strange, who is this second prince, and why is she so nervous about her life and death? She didn't know him well, but when they met for the first time at the ceremony, he seemed to have known him for many years Friends, kind and warm.

Now he is still begging for mercy for her in Weiyang Palace, even lying... Hehe, what a joke...

Before she could laugh at him, her heavy eyes could not bear the pain all over her body, and they were tightly closed...

"Yao'er?! Yao'er! What are you still standing there for? Tell the doctor!" Quin Mo turned and roared at the jailer.

After pushing and shoving each other for a while, the jailers finally made a movement under the majesty of the quilt, and ran out one after another.

"Oh, the heart of the most poisonous woman in the world..." On the side of the cell, the death row prisoner held his head in his hands, looking at ease.

Quil Mo's face darkened, "Do you know who Yao'er was hurt by?"

"Hahaha... The second prince is really good at joking. If we can't see, then we will all be blind? But yes, we will really see nothing after a while. Forget it, let me tell you, just now, Empress Dowager Come here, what a huge formation..." The death row prisoner said with great interest.

Little did they know that when Que Mo heard the words that the empress had come, his face was already dead silent, and the hands holding An Yao slowly clenched into fists...

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When An Yao woke up, she found that she was still in the prison, but there was nothing in the prison, but there was a flat soft couch and cloth pillow in the overgrown prison, and she was lying on it right now.

She moved her mouth, dry and hot.

Looking back, near the prison door, there is a table of medium height and a teapot on it. Although it is dilapidated and ugly, it is another kind of style in this death prison that is fleeting at any time. .

She crawled along the direction of the table, fumbled for the teacup on the table, and made a collision sound inadvertently.

When the jailer outside heard the throat, he hung on to the stick and looked in fiercely, looking for clues to the sound. When he heard that it was An Yao's cell, he immediately put on a smiling face and ran over.

"Miss Du, if you want to drink water, you can just ask the little one to come in and pour it for you. You don't need to pour it yourself. Quick, lie down on the bed and rest, and the little one will help you bring the water over."

An Yao frowned slightly, and looked him back and forth for a long time before reaching out to take the cup he handed over, and looked at his face with a stiff smile full of vigilance.

Could it be that the water is poisonous?
Thinking about it, she poured water on the ground, then dropped the cup, and lay down on the soft couch again.

"This...Miss Du, what did this little one do wrong? Just tell me so that this little one can fix it. Besides, your injury was not caused by a little one!" The jailer frightened his legs. As soon as she softened, she knelt directly in front of her collapse, "Don't worry about it, if there is any damage, the little ones will not be able to keep their heads."

An Yao wondered more and more whether the jailer was sick and confused. The one on the left was Miss Du, and the other was Miss Du, and he kept using honorifics to her.

Thinking about it again, the name she announced earlier was indeed Du Yao, not An Yao.

She turned around and looked at him, "Go and drink and show me."

Upon hearing this, the jailer picked up the teacup on the ground and filled it with water without saying a word, and then drank it all in one gulp.

"Miss Du, there is absolutely no problem with the water. The second prince has told you that if you have any troubles, the little ones will not be able to pay for the lives of the whole family! The eldest prince also explained that as long as you feel anything here Even if you feel a little uncomfortable, the little ones will serve you thoughtfully even if you die!" The jailer burst into tears as he spoke, completely disregarding his image.

An Yao remembered that before she fainted, it was indeed the Second Prince who came, but when was the First Prince... But it still doesn't make sense to think about it this way.

"Has the emperor been here?"

"Emperor... Your Majesty?" When the jailer heard this, his eyes almost burst out. There have never been so many princes and empresses in this death cell. It seems that the ones imprisoned are definitely not idle people. Now they actually ask the emperor if he has come... ..." Miss Huidu, death row is so filthy, how can the emperor condescend to him?"

"The emperor is here—!"

(End of this chapter)