Nangong Yueli's eyes fell on Feng Qinghua, wanting to see clearly what the woman in front of her was planning, but as soon as her eyes fell on Feng Qinghua, the woman sensed it and opened her eyes directly.

Eyes met hers.

Nangong Yue immediately looked away, her inner thoughts being seen through, and she suddenly felt embarrassed and embarrassed.

How could Feng Qinghua not know that her move would be judged by others? After all, she had already severed all ties before, and the affairs of the Prime Minister's Mansion should have nothing to do with her.

But after all, she is not the real Nangong Yueluo. The people in the Prime Minister's Mansion, except Nangong Ji, have no grudge against her. She can't help but watch them die tragically. It would be best if she can protect her. If she really can't protect her in the future.

It's a good idea to stay here.

She doesn't need to explain to anyone, she just needs to have a clear conscience and keep her true heart.

Mr. Tang walks faster and comes faster.

The cell door was opened again. This time, Mr. Tang was obviously much calmer than before. He raised his hand and said to Feng Qinghua: "Princess, you need to be detained alone. Please come out."

The attitude is ordinary with a hint of unusual, but it doesn't seem to be any different.

Feng Qinghua raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "Why, I have reached the level of a repeat offender and need to live in a single room?"

Mr. Tang moved his mouth, but there was still no explanation.

Feng Qinghua thought for a moment and said, "What about them?"

"Don't worry, Princess, we won't execute anyone until we get the instructions from above."

Feng Qinghua nodded when she heard this and followed Mr. Tang step by step.

After the cell door was locked again, the Prime Minister's wife followed with a sigh.

"She was just pretending. Originally we were just taking her into custody, but she really thought she was the savior. She left and pretended to care about our safety. She was like a bitch and still had to erect a memorial memorial."

In a cell next door, Nangong Luxiu looked at Feng Qinghua's leaving figure, turned back to her mother, Aunt Shui, and said, "Mother, it's okay. With my second sister here, we will be fine."

"Second Miss is being taken away now, will anything happen?"

Nangong Luxiu shook her head: "No, the Seventh Prince's friendship for her is extraordinary and he will not let her suffer there."

She is not as stupid as Nangong Yueli. He has seen how terrifying the Seventh Prince is. That man is ruthless. But that day when he heard that something happened to his second sister, he immediately chased after her without any hesitation. He said it was just for show, but at all.

no need.

The second sister is kind-hearted and will definitely find a way to protect them.

Feng Qinghua followed Mr. Tang to the prison on the other side.

The prison here is much better than the previous one. At least there is no damp or bloody smell in the air, and the ground is clean.

After entering the last room, Mr. Tang raised his hand to signal her to enter.

After Feng Qinghua came closer, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and looked at him: "Are you sure I live here?"

Mr. Tang nodded: "You can stay here in peace. If you need anything, just tell the jailer. If you feel depressed, you can come out for a walk. We won't lock this door."

With that said, he took the people away directly.

Feng Qinghua smacked her lips and looked back at this special cell.

It was about the same size as the first one, but compared to the dirty and empty cell, this one could be considered an inn.

The walls were painted clean and white, the floor was scrubbed until the original color of the floor tiles was revealed, and there were pastries and tea on a square table.

There is a compartment inside, which should be the royal room.

There was a bed one meter wide and two meters long in the corner, covered with satin sheets and satin quilts, with gauze bed curtains on both sides.

The floor around the bed is covered with a white wool carpet that looks particularly familiar.

Feng Qinghua sat at the table and smelled the cakes. They were freshly made. The tea was still steaming. From the smell, she knew it was good tea.

If every felon was treated like this, everyone would probably want to commit a crime, right?

Feng Qinghua lay on the bed, resting her hands on the back of her head. She felt that her brain was a little weak. Before she could think about it, she heard the sound of a wheelchair rolling outside, which was very clear outside the quiet door.

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Feng Qinghua got up from the bed and happened to meet the eyes of the person outside the door.

Zhan Beixiao was sitting alone in a wheelchair, his lips slightly pursed, staring at her with a very unhappy expression.

Feng Qinghua frowned slightly: "Why are you here?"

Zhan Beixiao's deep phoenix eyes were still staring at her, and his tone was deep: "Shouldn't this king come?"

Feng Qinghua snorted softly: "Didn't you already accept the imperial edict? The divorce letter does not need my signature and seal. Did you come to deliver the divorce letter in person?"

"Who told you that this king is going to divorce you?" Zhan Beixiao frowned even more.

Feng Qinghua shrugged: "Is it important? Isn't it true?"

"Is that why you came to prison?"

"That's not the case. In order to avoid having to make a trip to the clan mansion, I might as well come here on my own initiative."

As she spoke, Feng Qinghua lay back on the bed and closed her eyes: "Just let me know when you will write a letter of divorce. You don't need to ask my opinion. I agree."

Zhan Beixiao gritted his teeth and said, "You just want me to divorce you, right?"

"Are you going to stop if I ask you to? Your father has issued an imperial edict, how dare you disobey me?" Feng Qinghua said leisurely with her eyes closed.

Zhan Beixiao came in on a wheelchair and said angrily: "I, the king, did not accept the imperial edict."

Feng Qinghua suddenly opened her eyes wide and turned her head to look at him: "Are you really resisting the order?"

Zhan Beixiao said angrily: "You can marry me if you want me to, and divorce if you want me to divorce you. Is this king so easy to talk to?"

Feng Qinghua nodded seriously, with a look of understanding on her face.

On the contrary, it was not quite a month after we got married, so it was really inappropriate to break up right away.

This reason is very good. It is definitely Zhan Beixiao's style. It is really fantasy that she can make Zhan Beixiao fight for her in just one month.

"Then since you didn't send a letter of divorce, what are you doing here?" Feng Qinghua asked doubtfully.

"My princess has run away. Shouldn't I come to see how amazing the place is for her to linger in?" Zhan Beixiao said angrily.

Feng Qinghua wrinkled her nose: "It's nothing special. As you can see, I can barely lie down."

Zhan Beixiao glanced around with disgust: "What a waste, I will find someone to arrange it."

Upon hearing this, Feng Qinghua hurriedly said: "No, I'm not staying here forever. Why do you make it so easy to make it easier for the next prisoner who comes here?"

Zhan Beixiao snorted coldly: "Whenever you are happy, I will ask you to move everything away."

Um, is this asking her to treat the Zongren Mansion as a holiday destination for sightseeing?
Chapter completed!