There was no sunlight all day, causing the light inside to be extremely dim. Fu Yuheng walked deeper into the prison with his brows slightly furrowed. He was particularly worried about the cells on both sides and the occasional screams coming from all around.
In such an environment, coupled with the miserable screams that come from time to time, ordinary people might be driven crazy here, let alone...
He was extremely anxious and did not even stop walking. His bright figure brought a slight chill.
The jailer following behind Fu Yuheng turned pale unconsciously and wiped his forehead with his sleeve unconsciously. What should he do now? He didn't know what to do at first. He didn't think so much, but who knew that the emperor would come here suddenly today, and he didn't even have any news. How could he report to his superiors now
The jailer thought in his heart that if the emperor knew the current appearance of the person he wanted to see, he would definitely be furious... But he just hoped that he could survive this time!
The prison boss secretly swallowed his saliva, but he also knew that this was nothing but a foolish dream. At this moment, the prison boss regretted it very much. This job was really not for human beings.
Those imprisoned in the prison were either extremely evil or full of sins, so of course, there wouldn't be a very comfortable environment. Deep inside the prison, Shen Qingwan's delicate lips were tightly pressed together, and her elegant and fairy-like colored glass skirt was no longer as elegant as before. Her skirt was tattered, and the blood-stained plum blossoms bloomed on her, bringing a different kind of tenderness.
But her eyes were like the unchanging snow on the mountains in winter, cold and indifferent. Although she looked disheveled at the moment, it could not stop her indifferent and tenacious temperament.
There seemed to be some sound coming from outside the door. Shen Qingwan looked towards the door of the cell reluctantly, but the mockery in her eyes could not be hidden. Being slandered seemed not enough. What's the matter? What tricks have they come up with? It doesn't work to force a confession by torture, so now they have to change another trick!
But when he saw the person coming, he was surprised and doubtful for a moment, because there was only one person in the world who was qualified to wear such a mysterious yellow robe!
Fu Yuheng had never expected that his encounter with Shen Qingwan would turn out to be like this!
In just a few days, the figure had become so haggard. His lips, which should have been rosy, were now so pale and bloodless, and his cheeks were abnormally red. Especially when he saw Shen Qingwan, his eyes, filled with endless majesty, swept over the jailer behind him.
“Your Majesty, please spare my life, Your Majesty…” Regardless of anything else at this moment, the jailer behind him could no longer hold on and knelt on the ground with a plop.
"What's going on! How dare you!" Fu Yuheng clenched his hands into fists hidden inside his black robe, with anger accumulating in his eyes, which made the jailers beside him kneel down.
"You are all speechless! I am asking you! Good, very good!" He laughed in anger, his dark eyes swept over everyone one by one, and those who were seen by him couldn't help but lowered their heads, and their shoulders shook even more violently.
"Who is the jailer here!" Looking at the trembling faces of the people, Fu Yuheng really felt that he had raised a bunch of useless people. Especially when he saw Shen Qingwan like this, he wanted to drag these slaves out!
What on earth had she been through in the past few days? Fu Yuheng didn't even dare to think about it, but when he thought about these people, who all turned a deaf ear to his words, his eyes became even colder.
“Your Majesty, please calm down. This servant… This servant… is the jailer…” With a trembling voice, the jailer who was called out had cold sweat pouring down his forehead, and his uniform on the back was half wet!
His heart was beating like a drum, and he didn't know what to do. After all, it was because of his instructions that Shen Qingwan was like this now. However, who knew that this sinner would be valued by two such important people! Especially one of them was the current emperor!
"I'm asking you a question. Who gave you the courage to torture Concubine Xian?" The jailer felt dizzy when he saw Fu Yuheng's gaze. He was stuck for a moment with all kinds of excuses and didn't know what to do.
"I'm asking you a question! Are you going to torture me too next time? Are you all deaf?" Looking at a group of people who could only say "calm down", Fu Yuheng kicked them out directly. The jailer rolled twice, which showed his strength and anger.
"I think you have reached the end of your job as a prison boss!"
“Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please spare my life, Your Majesty…” The jailer kept knocking on the side, but Fu Yuheng’s expression was ice-cold!
A feeling of sadness welled up in the jailer's heart. Even if Shen Qingwan became a prisoner, she was still a concubine. But his son was only a minor official after all. How many people in the court dared to disobey the Empress's order
But nowadays, it’s the same whether you say it or not, it’s not even a thought at all.
"Open the door!" Fu Yuheng felt that it would be disgusting to look at the jailer any longer at this moment. He turned around and said in a deep voice to the person behind him, and hurriedly opened the door of Shen Qingwan's cell.
Shen Qingwan is now a little drowsy, and the multiple whip wounds on her body were not treated in time. Now she looks so horrific. For a young girl, what a great suffering she must have suffered!
A touch of tenderness that he had never noticed emerged in Fu Yuheng's heart. Regardless of the dampness in the cell, he gently picked up Shen Qingwan from the thin bed. Suddenly, he realized that the person in his arms was so light.
Shen Qingwan had no expression on her face. If she had, she couldn't show it. Due to what she had experienced in the past few days, her body could no longer bear too much. Now she was holding on with all her might, because Shen Qingwan knew that she could not admit defeat.
Fu Yuheng walked steadily, trying his best to make the person in his arms feel extremely comfortable. As for those people kneeling on the ground, Fu Yuheng didn't even look at them, as he would definitely deal with them when he got back.
Perhaps because of the mental exhaustion of the past few days, Shen Qingwan fainted in Fu Yuheng's arms. Fu Yuheng felt a little pity in his heart, and the scars on his body had become a little dark, which showed that he had been ruthless!
Fu Yuheng actually hoped that the imperial physician could remove the scars on Shen Qingwan's body, preferably without leaving any traces. After all, these were not trivial matters for a woman.
He gently put Shen Qingwan on the couch, looking at her expression, which was so uneasy even in her dreams. He sighed slightly, summoned a young eunuch, and instructed: "Go and invite the imperial physician over."
After giving the instructions, he covered Shen Qingwan with a golden silk quilt, his expression somewhat complicated.
"Imperial Physician, how is Concubine Xian?" Fu Yuheng was anxious and his face showed a bit of impatience.