Judicial Doctor, Wild Princess

When he thought of this, Fu Ziyao's entire body trembled. He wanted to control his emotions, but he couldn't. His eyes suddenly shot towards Fu Zihan.

The younger brothers in the family, since young, have been doted on by thousands of people, have a perverted personality, and like to do things that are out of line.

Third Brother's death was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Fu Ziyao pushed him again, saying in a loud voice, "Third brother died because of you, and you didn't even shed a tear. Fu Zihan, you're so vicious, so heartless!"

Fu Zihan staggered from his push. After stabilizing himself, he still did not say anything, but kept his head down and shoveled feces.

Fu Ziyao scolded loudly, "I used to know that you were rebellious and ungrateful. Only now did I realize that you are more than a traitor. You are heartless! You have no heart at all! Fu Zihan, say something! I'll let you speak! "

Fu Zihan didn't say anything. He was like a walking corpse, holding his shovel no matter how Fu Ziyao tried to push him. One by one, he mechanically shoveled feces, as if focusing on only one thing would make him forget about other things and others' deaths.

Fu Ziyao had already broken down. He couldn't care about anything else, he just wanted to get into a fight with Fu Zixian.

At first, Fu Ziwen did not try to stop them, but later, he had to stop them because they were about to fight.

When this farce ended, Fu Zihan's face was already covered in blood from being beaten up by Fu Ziyao. Only then did the prison guard from afar calmly come over. He pulled Fu Zihan over to bandage him, scolded him, and then continued his work.

The farmland returned to calm. Everyone continued to work methodically. No one dared to cause trouble anymore because they knew that the result of their actions would not benefit them in the slightest.

On the other side, Liu Ju whispered to Yang San, "Yesterday, two people died. Do you really want us to die?"

Yang San flipped open a piece of soil, glanced at him and said, "Do you really believe Fu Ziqian is dead?"

Liu Ju frowned and asked, "Isn't it?"

Yang San smiled.

Liu Ju saw something was wrong, "What are you trying to say? Didn't the three brothers of the Fu's Family go over to look? They didn't see anyone die, so how could they go crazy like that? "

"I don't know, but my instincts tells me that things are not that simple."

Liu Sui harrumphed, "You are not a woman, what does your intuition have to do with you?"

Yang Dian: "…"

Everyone finished their work in the evening. The guard put away the food. Compared to the hot porridge and bread at noon, there was a dish of vegetables in the evening.

No one disliked it. Everyone wolfed down their food, not even leaving a single mouthful behind.

When they slept at night, they were much more peaceful than the night before, because they knew that only when they slept well would they be able to finish their fortifications and eat early.

The night passed in silence. On the other side of the dungeon, Fu Ziyong woke up with a faint smile.

He looked at his surroundings with a pale face and rolled his eyes a few times. A moment later, he arrived at a wooden bed opposite him. A skinny man in green was sitting there.

"You …"

"Third Young Master Fu, you're awake." When the skinny man heard the commotion, he looked up and called out to her. Then, dragging his injured leg, he limped over and asked, "Have you been sleeping all day? Would you like some water? "

Fu Ziyong stared at him blankly for a long time before he finally asked, "Young, Young Master Zhang?"

Young Master Zhang nodded, then turned around. He went to the table and poured himself a cup of warm water.

Fu Ziyong drank from his hand. When he swallowed, his throat was in extreme pain, but he couldn't care less. He only stared at Master Zhang and asked in a daze, "Am I dead?"

Master Zhang was stunned. "Aren't you alive and well? How can you die?"

"Then you... Why are you here? "

"Me?" He lowered his head and looked at himself, and said in a daze: "I'm injured, my stomach is broken, the Master Liu said that my injuries are too serious, I need to recuperate, and I don't need to live with other people, so he left me here alone." As he said that, he took off his clothes, exposing his wrapped stomach, he said: "My stomach was stitched up using needle and thread, I don't know what medicine I gave it, the first day it was too painful, I couldn't even move, I can already go down to the ground today, the Master Liu said, luckily my internal organs were not injured, my skin is like a tortoise.

"It's going to be quick."

When Young Master Zhang finished, he saw that Third Young Master Fu was still in a daze. He did not understand and asked, "Are you hungry?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Zimo felt a rumbling in his stomach.

His face turned ugly as he stared at Master Zhang. With great difficulty, he asked, "Is … is there anything to eat?"

Young Master Zhang slowly walked to the table and took out two nests from a yellow bag.

"It was left behind by that Master Liu. She said that I might get hungry in the middle of the night." After she finished speaking, she handed both of them to Fu Ziyong.

Once Fu Ziyong held it in his hand, he immediately wolfed it down. His head was already cold, icy cold, and his mouth was dry and hard as he ate, but he could not stop eating.

He was really too hungry. Having been rich for half his life, he had never tasted hunger before. This time, he finally experienced it all.

Young Master Zhang did not know what he wanted to ask, but in his opinion, he was severely injured and was taken care of. He was placed in a clean cell to recuperate his injuries, but from Third Young Master Fu's mouth, he heard the news of his own death. Dead? How, how can this be? I, am I not fine? "

"That's what I want to ask too." The only thing she knew was that the Master Liu lied to them and Young Master Zhang did not die, but why did the Master Liu lie and why did they spread rumors about the death of Young Master Zhang? She could not understand at all.

Of course, at this moment, he did not know that it was not only Master Zhang who was dead, but he was also 'dead'.

Young Master Zhang's and Fu Ziyong's successively "death" added a layer of strange aura to the dungeon.

In the following two days, the people in the prison were very peaceful and did not think about anything else. The most important thing for them to wake up every day was to work hard so that they could have a hot meal during lunch time.

Everyone wanted to live, no one wanted to die, and they still looked forward to their families coming to save them, so before that, they had to make sure they lived.

Liu Wei came to supervise the workshop the next day and stopped by the third.

Sima Xi came to the inn and reported the situation in the prison to the Master Liu. After reporting the situation, she did not leave and instead went to the next room.

Rong Ling was waiting for him.

After handing over the secret letter he had brought, Sima Xi endured it all the way until he couldn't hold it in anymore. He asked, "My prince, how does Master Liu plan to deal with them?"

Rong Ling looked at him, "You should ask her that."

Sima Xi paused for a moment, then said, "This official is unable to see through the Master Liu's thoughts. He said that mental torture is a more severe form of torture than physical torture, so when he sees enough of their mental breakdown, he will let it go. But, what mental torture is?"

Sima Xi's stomach could be considered full of energy, but he was indeed unable to decipher what that Master Liu had said.

"In short." Rong Ling answered his doubts with a smile in his voice: "If she's done with it, then let it go."

Si Ma Xi, "..." "Yes."

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