Yun Qiao's face darkened.
How long is a week? Is it seven days like Yunguo
No, she can't stay a day
"Tell him, I'm going out now or I'll make him look good, hum." Yun Qiao slapped the table hard again.
It was so shocking that Zhang Bo trembled.
"Okay, Miss Qiao, I'll go out and discuss it with the President. You can rest assured to wait for my news here." Uncle Zhang coaxed her patiently.
"Uh-huh."
Yun Qiao was taken back to the cell by the staff.
In a place where no one was around, Yun Qiao stroked her fingers secretly, and gasped a few times with a "hiss".
Damn it, there isn't even a paperweight, inkstone, or pen stand in this crappy place. When she gets angry, she has nothing to slap the table to vent her anger.
It made her even use her delicate little hands to pat the table.
Woo, it's all red and swollen
Sitting angrily in the cell, she misses her chief bodyguard, Ah Sheng very much.
It would be great if Ah Sheng was there.
Whatever she wants, he will find her immediately and bring it over.
If she dislikes anyone, he will teach her a lesson.
If Ah Sheng was here, how would that cheap husband dare to bully her like this? Ah Sheng would definitely help her throw that scumbag into prison and be severely punished.
Instead of her sitting here pitifully now.
Alas, I don't know if Ah Sheng is dead or alive, and if he fell into this strange world like her.
Now she is alone, with no support but herself.
Survive by yourself, take revenge by yourself, work hard to find Ah Sheng, and work hard to find the way home together, back to Yunguo.
The national teacher of Yunguo and her little maids are still waiting for her to go back and tease her.
She didn't even see the good figure of Master Guoshi, and she didn't taste the taste of the bridal chamber, so she left her home like this. It's really a pity, okay
"Give me a pen and paper"
Yun Qiao angrily rushed to the staff outside the cell and ordered.
The staff twitched for a long while with complex expressions.
I had no choice but to turn around and get it for her.
Manager Zhang of the Presidential Palace was so polite to this female prisoner just now, and specifically explained that they should not treat her badly, give her everything she wants, take extra care of her meals, and add a quilt to her to keep her warm
It seems that this woman didn't offend the presidential palace, but something else.
That being the case, of course they didn't dare to embarrass Yun Qiao anymore.
Don't wait for this woman to go out one day, and sue the President fiercely, they will go away without food.
Pen, paper, quickly brought over.
Yun Qiao sat cross-legged on the ground and began to write and draw.
"What kind of broken pen is this? The writing is so thin and the characters are as big as mosquito legs. Who can read them clearly; and this paper is as white as a ghost, which is much worse than the yellow silk paper in our palace. The people here are really serious." No, it’s really uneducated.”
Yun Qiao complained while writing.
Instead, she was surrounded by a circle of female prisoners.
On a cold winter night, everyone had nothing else to do except sleep. Everyone was very interested in seeing Yunqiao being visited by someone and getting a pen and paper to write and draw.
"What did you write?" Some people can't understand.
Yun Qiao pointed at the things above, raised her chin, and proudly said:
"I wrote about a hundred ways to get my husband to divorce me"
Everyone: ""
They only saw a bunch of drawings on the paper, pumpkins, eggplants, kidney beans, and even ants and little turtles
Where did I see a word