Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 670 Death Row
But this dead silence was suddenly interrupted by Xu Yunjiao.

"and many more!"

I don't know if it's because of sympathy, or what, but while feeling sad for Yuan Shi, she also thought of herself.

In time, when she is facing life and death, will the Zhao family abandon her like this?

She didn't dare to think about it.

Because she knew, the answer was obvious.

With her stomach outstretched, she hurriedly chased after her: "If they don't help you, I will help you!"

Yuan Shi was stunned, and turned her head slowly: "What did you say?"

Xu Yunjiao took her hand: "I'll beg my mother..." After a pause, she turned decisively: "No, I'll beg the Queen Mother!"

"Really?"

"Really!" Xu Yunjiao nodded heavily, "I can still speak a few words with the Queen Mother."

She plausibly comforted Yuan Shi: "Furthermore, doesn't Sister Yu have a marriage contract with the Wang family? Although she hasn't been hired yet, she has already exchanged name cards after all. If something happens to Sister Yu, the Wang family will also follow her." Lost face? So, with this relationship, the Empress Dowager will not stand idly by."

Looking at Xu Yunjiao, Yuan's tears rolled down again.

In the prison of Tingwei Mansion.

The highest-ranking prisoners in the entire capital are held here.

It is said to be high-ranking only because the status of the prisoners is different-they are all women.

These people are not so vicious, some are neatly dressed, some speak eloquently, and some are beautiful and dignified.

Among them, there are court ladies who have received rigorous training, high-end ladies who are well-clothed and well-fed, and actresses and singers who have been in the world.

In addition to their high status, they also pointed out that their "crime" was high.

Some were implicated because of harem battles, some were implicated because of trivial matters in the inner house, and some were detained because of their identities.

All kinds of women are locked in a small cell, like flowers that have lost the sun, gradually withering and losing their color in this gloomy cell.

There are oil lamps hanging on the wall, and the flames are not much bigger than bean sprouts.

Because it was a female prisoner, the imperial court deliberately reserved a bit of dignity and chose a location with better light.

Even so, there was little sunlight coming in during the day, and the only normal light that the prisoners could see in the small window that was one foot square.

Zhao Chengyu fell asleep on the ground, curled up into a ball, and wrapped his arms around his knees.

There were jailers drinking loudly outside, it was time to eat.

But she didn't even bother to move.

The blood on his body had dried up, and the pain gradually became numb.

Her heart is also completely dead.

Fighting back and forth, what's the point?

What she can't get, never gets.

Mother's love and favor, father's preference, family's respect, and even men's infatuation - she has none of them.

It was already the second day she came in, and she just huddled on the ground without eating or drinking.

In the past two days, no one has visited her.

She kept her eyes open, looking forward from dark to dawn, and from dawn to dark again. The jailer opened the iron gate again and again, and "bang dang" threw in steamed buns one after another.

But she didn't wait for anyone.

My mother didn't come to see her, my father didn't come to see her, and my grandmother wouldn't even come to see her.Even the man who had promised to marry her didn't come to see her.

Her mood, from the expectation, apprehension, and fear at the beginning, gradually turned into indifference.

She didn't find it strange that Mother didn't come to see her.

After all, as long as she can remember, her mother has been very busy, too busy to take care of her who is sick, even if she hugs her and doesn't let go, her mother will calmly leave her behind, and then rush out to the various shops to look at the goods Talk about business.

As for her father, she never expected it at all.

The fact that he can slap her and scold her for a bitch shows that in his heart, he is dispensable.

And no one in the family would care about her.

But what about him?

Zhao Chengyu was suddenly embarrassed.

Why didn't he come and see her?

Faced with opposition from her family, she decided to marry him without hesitation.

Everyone knew that he was unreliable, and everyone was waiting to see her jokes, but she had her own plans.

So what if he has a bad reputation, as long as he treats himself well.

And marrying a man with a bad reputation is easier than marrying an upright person, isn't it?

Anyway, she is not a good girl who abides by the stereotypes.

With a family like the Wang family, if they can rely on the big tree of the queen mother, she won't have to worry about being able to overwhelm Zhao Xiwei after she gets married!
But who knows that in the end it is still a dream.

The prince only said one sentence, and it decided her ending.

She is so unhappy.

"Why, why does an abandoned concubine still have to force her?"

Tears flowed down again, she looked at the thick iron gate and murmured to herself.

Little did they know, there were two people standing in the shadows, staring at her quietly for a long time.

The jailer bent down and explained one by one: "Returning to the two masters, Miss Zhao's injuries are no longer serious, but she refuses to eat. The villain was afraid that something would happen to her, so he kindly sent rice soup over. Then lie on the ground and hug a warm quilt over there, please rest assured, you two, how dare you be careless about what you have told me!"

The two snorted, and one of them patted the jailer on the shoulder: "Our master has ordered, so don't worry too much, let her starve if she doesn't eat, and when she is too hungry, don't say yes Steamed buns, even bricks, have to be chewed. By the way, our master also ordered to see if she is disfigured——everyone is a man, what does this mean, don’t I need to explain it?”

The jailer was taken aback, and after realizing it, he quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the villain will never touch a finger of her. As for the wound on the face... the villain will get some ointment in a while, let her Put it on yourself?"

"Well, yes, you have done this, and you will be rewarded a lot."

The jailer was overjoyed again: "Where is it? It's a villain's blessing to serve you. How dare you ask for a reward."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you, remember to keep an eye on her." The two laughed, then lowered their voices, and added, "Remember, don't lose your appearance."

"Don't worry, the villain will save it."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

A burst of evil laughter faintly spread, echoing faintly in the narrow and dark cell.

"How about it?"

In the Changxin Palace, the Empress Dowager was leisurely leaning on the couch, surrounded by two servants, both of whom had red lips, white teeth, and fair skin. One hand was dragging a fruit plate with a large bunch of purple-red grapes on it, and the other was holding a fruit plate. A wine cup, filled with dark red wine.

The Queen Mother likes grapes, and she likes wine made from grapes even more.

Every afternoon, I have to taste half a cup carefully, and then I go to the front hall refreshed to deal with state affairs.

It's just that today she only drank two sips before putting it down, and she only ate two grapes and didn't look at it any more, she seemed a little absent-minded.

It wasn't until there were light footsteps outside the hall that she suddenly opened her eyes.

"The Empress Dowager."

A small buckskin boot appeared beside the couch, and the visitor smiled obsequiously and called out in a pinched voice.

The Queen Mother raised her eyelids and asked lightly, "How is it?"

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I finally finished writing the transitional chapter, and it was so difficult to write. I am not good enough to write the turning point of the smooth flow.

Regarding the reconciliation, some people think it is too fast, some people think it is too slow, let me reply in a unified way: there are still many plots before reconciliation.I'm not done yet (灬灬)
(End of this chapter)