Princess Yulin definitely has reasons for love and hatred, because we walked out of the Baiyi Building in front of her, and Yunzhou didn't even look at her. His attention was all on the words I gave him. Pack some snacks.
In front of Princess Yulin and the vast crowd of onlookers, he opened his handkerchief bag and ate while walking, as if he had returned to the state of poisoning, where he turned a deaf ear to other people and things except food.
Princess Yulin's people all fell, and she went into battle herself...that was impossible.
What else can you do but stare at us as we leave?
"Madam, I also want to eat braised duck feet." Yun Zhou said this naturally.
"Buy it." I answered naturally.
Xiang'er was caught in the middle, looking at him and me. In fact, Yunzhou and I didn't have any special expressions on our faces, because this conversation had been repeated countless times since we met.
But to Xiang'er, it seems to be quite a new and interesting thing. She is small and tender. Walking between us two tall and long-legged young people, the family of three should not have too strong a sense of sight.
I had no choice but to send her to a street shop to buy preserved fruits and roasted seeds and nuts. After buying, she could go back without waiting for us.
It takes more than ten minutes to walk to the braised meat restaurant that Yunzhou wants to go to, and you have to queue up no matter what time you go.
As soon as we offended Princess Yulin completely, the two of us went out shopping, which was indeed a bit crazy.
Yulin County is mainly able to swallow this breath. I pulled off the head and kicked it as a ball.
She will definitely make a big fuss when she goes back, and she will definitely make a fuss with Yunzhou's father.
And we both seemed to be carefree ghosts, still in the mood to eat, drink and have fun.
"I have dreamed about this scene many times in my dreams since I came back." Yun Zhou held up the braised duck paw that he finally bought in line and looked at it for a long time.
"It's probably not a dream, it's just what you experienced after you were stupid and lost your memory after being poisoned. You haven't forgotten it, you just hid it in the back of your mind."
"lady?"
"Um?"
"lady."
"Um."
"In my dream, when I called these two words, I felt at ease. Now, it's the same when I'm awake."
"You're recovered now, and you're just as safe without me."
"It's different, I feel uneasy."
"Then...keep barking."
"good."
This conversation took place when we were passing by Market Street. The surroundings were very noisy, and the background sound was deafening.
But the amazing thing is that our conversation seemed to have been processed by soundproofing and noise reduction. Anyway, that's how my brain processed it. I didn't hear anything the shouts from the surrounding vendors were saying, and I didn't miss a single word of what he said.
Sometimes there is no dramatic background to the promise, and it is as plain as day-to-day conversations.
But to the right person, it has profound meaning.
However, given our strength, it is not easy to remain ordinary. When we returned to his mansion, a large group of officers and soldiers were waiting for us at the door...
“Mr. Arrest/warrant is almost the same.
The Punishment Institute specializes in "anti-terrorism" matters within the city. They are responsible for everything from the assassination of foreign envoys to the other.
"Okay, I'll go with her." Yun Zhou didn't stop her, he just said he wanted to go with me.
"The patriarch is looking for you. He has something to ask. You'd better return to Xiyuan immediately." The military attache took out another token and showed it to Yunzhou.
"You go ahead, I'll go with them and explain the situation." The Xi clan leader hasn't expressed his position yet, so I'm not in a hurry to do anything. I pat Yun Zhou's hand and tell him to go home and see who his father is. What an attitude.
"Just do whatever you want, don't have any scruples." Yunzhou shook my hand.
"Don't worry, I'm allergic to "loss" and I never suffer "loss". "
I followed the military attache to the Punishment Institute and entered the prison again. The conditions here were very different from ordinary cells in Sun City.
The stones used to build the cells are granite and other materials. They are all large dark rooms, with single rooms and no multi-person rooms.
The door was a foot-thick metal door with only a small window as wide as the face, allowing the jailer to throw cornbread inside.
For convenience, there is a hole that goes straight up and down. It looks like a modern toilet, but it has to be smaller. Anyway, even if you can shrink the bones, you can't get through it.
In addition, there are no other vents. This is the most ordinary cell in the prison. The place where important prisoners are held is even tighter than this one.
Ordinarily, I should be sent to a prison cell for serious offenders, and I would have to wear shackles or something. The prison hospital had a specialized prison doctor who designed a "needle injection" sedation package for prisoners with high martial arts skills.
However, when the military attache sent me in, he asked me for my opinion and asked me if I wanted a set. I said no.
I refused, so no one dared to give me a set meal. The prison doctor's needle was not as strong as the guard's knife, and they didn't want to waste their efforts.
The military attache's attitude toward me was lukewarm, and it was business as usual.
The jailers were different. They said that the military attache was too cautious and thought too much. I was imprisoned in this place. How could I ever stand up again?
The superiors will definitely punish me severely, why should I be polite?
So I didn't get to eat at the appointed time, and the bedding in the cell was not delivered as required. They blocked the air holes in the door from the outside. The smell in the room became heavier and heavier. The key is that there is no air circulation, and the oxygen will become more and more The less.
The so-called "questioning" does not exist at all. No one comes to interrogate or question.
When I came in, I released the air thread and wrapped it around the jailer.
When they were on patrol at night, they would be manipulated into opening the vents while unconscious, and then block them back in the morning without remembering anything.
I am not in a hurry to eat and drink. In such a quiet environment, I meditate all day, but I concentrate my energy and make rapid progress.
Prisoners in the prison are not allowed to visit, and they are tried here and will not go to the court.
Very few people who come in come out, so everyone assumes that as long as someone comes in, they have no chance to go out again, and in a place like this, ordinary people can't live long.
Even if he is not sentenced to death, the jailer will find ways to make the prisoner die in an accident.
For example, blocking the air holes and suffocating the prisoner to death.
Or they may not be given food and drink, causing them to slowly starve to death.
A quicker method is to poison the prisoner and then say that the prisoner contracted the disease and died in prison.
They also wanted to use these tricks against me, but seven days passed and I was still alive.
They had to intensify their efforts, opening the air holes and blowing poisonous smoke inside.
"Ugh—cough cough cough cough..." The buddy who was blowing the poisonous smoke choked on the poisonous smoke. He blew that breath hard and got it all back, into his own mouth.
There was no ventilation in the cell, and he didn't have time to think about where the wind was coming from, blowing the poisonous smoke out in the opposite direction.
He hurriedly asked his colleagues to take him to the medical station. They were only responsible for poisoning and did not have the antidote.
