The prisoners here are all death row prisoners. The prisoners inside are either tortured to the brink of death, or cowering in small corners, most likely not aware of Mu Ziling's silent appearance.
And the officers, soldiers and guards inside also fell to the ground unknowingly when Mu Ziling passed by.
So soon, Mu Ziling searched around smoothly, but he couldn't find the cell where Qing Ling was.
Almost the entire prison cell was searched, but Qing Ling was not found, and now only the deepest cell is left...
The light in Mu Ziling's eyes dimmed, and his eyes fixed on the deepest part of the corridor, like a unique iron prison cell made of cold iron on all sides.
The iron cell, except for a small hole in the door for food delivery, has no gaps for ventilation and light.
It goes without saying that such an airtight and tight cold iron prison cell is nothing more than some heinous, inhuman, treacherous and cruel people.
Mu Ziling frowned slightly.
Could it be that Qingling was locked up there
Just when Mu Ziling wondered whether Qing Ling would be locked up there, a heart-piercing scream suddenly came out from the iron cell.
"ah-"
A horrifying female voice almost broke the silence of the entire cell.
Mu Ziling's heart skipped a beat, and she rushed towards the iron prison almost reflexively.
As Mu Ziling approached, there were bursts of ferocious and obscene male voices from the iron prison, and the screaming female voice also changed from heart-piercing to a desolate and helpless voice of despair.
Mu Ziling's expression flashed with anxiety, and he kept knocking on the door of the iron prison: "Qingling... Qingling, are you in? Qingling..."
Accompanied by Mu Ziling's eager voice, all the chaotic sounds in the iron prison suddenly stopped, and it was so quiet that there was not even a single sound.
The sudden silence inside caused Mu Ziling's anxious voice to stop immediately, her complexion changed, and then she gathered a lot of strength in her palm, ready to smash the door.
However, just when Mu Ziling was gathering up his strength to smash open the iron door in front of him, there was an uncertain but joyful voice from inside.
I saw the people inside slapping the iron door and shouting excitedly: "Little Lingzi? Is that you, Little Lingzi? I'm here, I'm inside..."
Hearing the sound, Mu Ziling breathed a sigh of relief, but still couldn't help asking worriedly: "How is it? Are you okay?"
"It's okay, what can I do?" Qingling replied naturally.
As she said that, in order to convince Mu Ziling that she was fine, she stretched out her hand from the hole under the door and shook it: "I'm still alive and kicking, I wasn't screaming just now, I I'm just watching a play on the sidelines, no one here dares to offend my aunt and grandma!"
This answer is very green.
There are hundreds and thousands of death row inmates in such a huge death row. Presumably only our little girl Qingling can stay here with an indifferent mentality.
Mu Ziling touched his nose speechlessly, and suddenly realized that he was confused just now because he couldn't even hear Qingling's voice.
After not hearing Mu Ziling's voice for a long while, Qingling kept shaking her hand, looking for her figure: "Xiao Lingzi, what about you? Why are you here?"
"Why did I come here..." Mu Ziling squatted down and slapped Qing Ling's hand angrily, looking at the white, tender and flexible hand in front of him: "If I don't come, why don't you still want to come?" Can't you stay here forever? Tell me, what's going on? How did you end up in a cell?"
Qingling didn't answer first, but stretched out her outstretched hand a little longer, and then said aggrievedly: "Xiao Lingzi, did you bring any food? The things in this damn place are either rotten or stinky Yes, it's not for people to eat at all, I haven't eaten for several days... "
Before Qing Ling finished speaking, the outstretched hand was stuffed with a large bag of food.
One hand was not enough to hold it, so Qing Ling put out another hand from the hole in a hurry to hold it, and said in a tone full of emotion: "Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, I knew you were the best for me... So many, it smells so good... Wow, these things are all my favorites... Xiao Lingzi, what should I do? I suddenly want to make a promise to you with my body."
Through the door, Mu Ziling couldn't see how Qing Ling was holding the food inside, eating and drinking with his index finger wildly, but he could also imagine it.
"Eat slowly, fill your stomach first, and then tell me what's going on." Knowing that the little girl inside must be starving, Mu Ziling was not in a hurry. Open the door and wait.
Although in this death row, Qingling feels comfortable with her strong psychological ability, but if she has a choice, no one would want to stay in this dark, dirty and smelly place.
So, after Qing Ling casually stuffed a few mouthfuls of food, he asked inarticulately: "Xiao Lingzi, do you believe me? I didn't kill anyone... No, I don't bother to kill those two poor princesses."
Hearing this, Mu Ziling couldn't help asking back in a funny way: "If I don't believe you, why don't I believe those two dead people?"
Qingling giggled, and didn't make any more detours, and directly explained her situation before being imprisoned: "I don't know the specific situation, I just remember those few days when I was with Gui Mumu. We all gathered in the library to check the information, and to save time, we were tired and sleepy, so you rested and took a nap in the library, and continued to search when you woke up."
"It was such a boring day for a few days, and then that night, that is, the night before the accident... that night, I clearly remembered that I just took a nap, but then fell asleep somehow, When I woke up, I found that I was packed in a sack... After that, I struggled out of the sack and found myself in a strange room. There was a strong smell of blood, and then I saw that Princess Anya lying in front of me dripping with blood, her eyes widened, as if she could not die anymore...Little Lingzi, do you know...?"
At this point, Qingling seemed to be about to say something scary, she swallowed her saliva before opening her mouth with lingering fear.
"At first I saw Princess Anya's death, I didn't feel anything, but when I was about to stand up, I found that I was also covered in blood. At that time, I thought I was injured somewhere, but after I checked myself At that time, a bloody heart suddenly bounced off my body and fell to the ground, which shocked me."
"At first I wondered what kind of disgusting thing it was, but then I found out that a deep hole was being dug into Princess Anya's body, and the heart was on her body, but this is not the most frightening thing... The most frightening thing is that Anya Where the princess was lying, there was still blood bubbling out of nowhere... Afterwards, I followed the flowing blood until I walked to the depths of the room, where a child was tied upside down on the armchair , that blood flowed from her body..."
"Child? That little princess?" Hearing this, Mu Ziling immediately sensed that this matter was definitely not as simple as an ordinary conspiracy. She said, "Tell me carefully."
"Yeah." Qingling responded, and continued: "I remember, when I saw the child for the first time, her head was lowered, but I could still vaguely see the corner of her mouth seeming to be smiling. It was also because of the smile on the corner of the mouth that I was shocked... I was surprised at the time, shouldn’t the child’s smile be innocent? But the child’s smile at that time was even worse than a ghost Scary, eerie, hideous and terrifying like a devil."
"At first, I thought the child was still alive, but the closer I got, the more I found that the child was dead too. She died not as badly as Princess Anya, but it was more painful than Princess Anya, because all she had was scratched at the base of her thighs. A cut that was not too deep and not too shallow, she should have died of blood loss slowly... I still wonder to this day, the child was dying so painfully, yet he could still laugh, it was so penetrating. "
"Little Lingzi, tell me, did I suffer from bad luck for eight lifetimes? That night I just squinted in the library pavilion. How could I know that when I woke up, I saw two dead people with bad luck. At that time, I didn't even care about it. Cleaning up myself, I just wanted to leave that place of right and wrong, but when I found the door to go out, there was a mighty sound outside the door, and before I could find a place to hide, the door was smashed open from the outside gone."
"The group of people who came in was a group of women headed by an old woman, and a few eunuchs who looked like sissies... When the group saw me and the two bloody dead people behind me, they immediately went to the hospital. I was so frightened that I jumped like dogs, and then several people rushed up and pointed at my nose and said that I was a murderer."
"You don't need to think about the situation at that time. I was covered in blood like yellow mud in my crotch. I couldn't wipe it off. It was the murderer. The most annoying thing was the old woman who was in charge. She was also caught by that scene. I was so scared that I almost belched, and without saying a word, I recruited a group of guards to drag me out and kill me. Fortunately, at the critical moment, Xiao Zezi and the emperor's father came... "
…
After listening to Qing Ling's series of details, Mu Ziling found that the case seemed to have no loopholes. It seemed that Qing Ling was the murderer, but when he thought about it carefully, every detail Qing Ling said was true There are doubts.
But now to sort out these obvious but hidden doubts, that is to re-examine the case.
Since it is necessary to investigate, it is natural to go to Dali Temple.
But before going to Dali Temple to find Shen Siyang, Mu Ziling still had a problem in his mind.
She knew that with Qingling's arrogant and arrogant personality, she would not submit to others like this, let alone submit after being wronged by others, and then do not make any resistance, just be imprisoned here obediently.
This is unreasonable, and it is not in line with Qingling's style.
The most important thing is, who in the palace will have a deep hatred for Qingling? Have you picked the wrong person
(end of this chapter)