"You said this is very possible."
Zhan Qingyue murmured thoughtfully, followed Han Yiyun's words, read the note again and again, and finally decided to stay put. They were locked up here now, and they couldn't do anything.
The days passed peacefully for a few days.
Early that morning, Dali Temple Minister Chen Zheng inexplicably arranged for the jailers to lock Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun in two single cells.
The environment of the cell is much better than before. There are no more puddles and rancid smell. Even the straw is changed from time to time. The windows are larger and the air circulation is pretty good.
While both of them were still looking at this sudden change, a jailer came over with today's breakfast.
"Ahem, what are you looking at? It's time to eat, hurry up."
The jailer put down a bucket of water and a plate of food.
I don't know how much better the food was before. The rice is no longer a thin porridge with clear soup and water, and the vegetables are fried a little cleaner than before.
Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun looked at each other and didn't understand what the fuss was about.
When the jailer walked away, the two of them began to discuss quietly.
"The sun really shines in the west. I didn't expect the food in a single cell to be so good."
Han Yiyun couldn't help but feel moved when she saw his optimistic attitude when he said these words.
"Yueyue, we are in jail now. Although you have a magic weapon in your hand, the two of us naturally have nothing to worry about eating and drinking, but there are still many eyes watching in this cell, so we should be careful."
Zhan Qingyue nodded in agreement after hearing what he said.
As the saying goes, it is essential to be on guard against others.
Zhan Qingyue took out a silver hairpin from her arms and pretended to poke around in the food. In fact, she used space to analyze all the ingredients in it. After finding that there was no poison in it, this Then he showed a calm smile.
"Brother Han, there is no poison in this. Let's eat quickly. It's not good to eat it in broad daylight. Just take out the big chicken drumsticks and wait until everyone around us is asleep. Let's secretly add another meal."
She glanced around furtively, deliberately lowered her voice, and whispered to the people next to her.
Han Yiyun looked at her serious look, and even his affection became nervous.
But the two of them didn't expect that the food was getting better and better day by day, and it was almost catching up with the daily living standards of ordinary people outside.
That day the jailer hurriedly brought in a middle-aged man.
Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun guessed several answers when they looked at the visitor.
The two chuckled, still looking very polite on their faces.
"How come Mr. Han still has time to come to Dali Temple to visit us at this time? It's better not to implicate yourself. You have to cherish your own wings."
Han Junsheng didn't show much reaction when he heard Zhan Qingyue's understatement of concern. Instead, he looked at the two of them seriously, and his eyes gradually turned red.
"My poor children, you are really suffering. I don't know how long it will take to get out this time. Really, after being locked up for so long, do you know where you went wrong?"
When Han Junsheng came up, he said that this whole thing made people confused as to what the idea was.
Zhan Qingyue gradually began to think in her heart, and a slight smile appeared on her face.
"Master Han, if you have something to say, you may as well say it directly. We are all prisoners. I believe the truth will be revealed one day."
Han Junsheng never liked her being too smart, but it was useless to say more this time.
"Zhan Qingyue, you are also a smart person. I won't say more about you and my Yiyun in the past, but you should always think about him, no matter what the future is."
When he said this, he sighed helplessly.
"He is the only promising person in the entire Han family. You can't be too selfish and worry about yourself. You are locked up here all day and you don't even know that tomorrow's solar energy will not be visible. Zhan Qingyue, please believe me this time. As long as you surrender to Prince Jing and do things for him in the future, someone will naturally let you both out."
When Han Junsheng said this, he raised his hand unconsciously with tears in his eyes, wiped his tears with his sleeve, and then looked at the two complainants with expectant eyes.
"Zhan Qingyue, please join Prince Jing. Think about Yiyun. Don't be too selfish."
Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun looked at each other, and regardless of what he was still saying, they began to make secret calculations in their hearts.
The two made eye contact for a while, and immediately understood what the other person was thinking about happiness.
This time, Han Junsheng suddenly appeared in the prison and complained to her for a while. This was not like he was aloof, it was something he would do.
I'm afraid there's some fraud involved.
Han Yiyun took Zhan Qingyue's hand and wrote the word "fraudulent" on her palm.
Zhan Qingyue's reaction was not too big, she just nodded very firmly. It seemed that she had guessed it.
Almost in this eye contact, the two of them had already made up their mind.
I saw Zhan Qingyue smiling today, raising her head seriously and looking at Han Junsheng, who was still chattering.
"Master Han, I promise you, I will take refuge with His Highness Prince Jing, but there is one thing I must release Brother Han. Otherwise, don't blame me for doing something terrible."
Han Junsheng didn't expect that things would go so smoothly and that she would agree so quickly.
With a look of surprise and a bit of inquiry on his face, he carefully looked at Zhan Qingyuezai, who was separated by the iron fence in front of him, several times. He was slightly relieved when the keyboard was so close.
"Okay, you can wait peacefully in the prison while I handle the follow-up matters."
Han Junsheng couldn't wait to leave.
Almost an hour after he left, the jailer came forward in a arrogant manner.
"Zhan Qingyue, it's time for you to go to court for interrogation today, so hurry up."
Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun also guessed at a glance that Prince Jing might be the one behind it.
Zhan Qingyue stood up without changing his expression, patted the straw on his body, and then walked to the door of the cell.
The jailer opened the cell door, and finally took out a black hood and put it on her head. Only a section of her white neck was exposed and she was secretly pressed out of the prison.
There were twists and turns along the way, and Zhan Qingyue couldn't tell the direction at all. When his eyes were filled with light again, a familiar medicinal property came from his nose.
Zhan Qingyue stared blankly at Prince Jing, who was sitting in front of the window against the light. He was dressed in white plain clothes and his hair was neatly combed. He was like an immortal descending to earth, playing with his knuckled hands. He asked the Crown Princess to give out the pills.
