Several jailers hurried over and took a vigilant look at the situation. Their unkind eyes fell on Xiao Lingyue and Shen Yuting: "What are you doing?"
"Bang!" The stick in the jailer's hand hit the iron railing hard, making a loud noise.
"Shut up, everyone! Be quiet!"
"..." Shen Yuting's scream stopped abruptly.
Xiao Lingyue saw fear flashing in her eyes, and subconsciously retracted her hands and hugged herself tightly.
It looked like he had suffered at the hands of the jailer.
Xiao Lingyue was thoughtful, then stood up and raised her hands innocently: "I didn't do anything."
The jailer banged the stick on the iron railing again and glared at her fiercely: "You didn't do it? Then what was she shouting for?"
Xiao Lingyue shrugged: "Maybe he's crazy? He kept screaming when he saw me. I don't know."
Several jailers suddenly frowned.
They are just the guards of the prison, the lowest level of the people, and they don't know much.
But they knew about Xiao Lingyue.
This morning, the warden suddenly received news from the palace that His Highness King Yi would personally escort a prisoner over and have him clean up a clean cell.
It doesn’t have to be too good, it just needs to be passable.
The cell where Xiao Lingyue was imprisoned was tidied up by these jailers. The warden warned them to keep their mouths shut and act as if they didn't know anything. He also vaguely reminded them to be polite to Xiao Lingyue and not to do anything.
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The jailers were all old-timers, and they knew there was a back-up at the first sight, so they knew what was going on.
Not daring to dominate Xiao Lingyue, one of them spat and cursed: "This crazy woman will not be happy if she doesn't make trouble for us for a day!"
With that said, he strode to Shen Yuting's cell, swung the whip in his hand, and the cowhide whip was thrown through the gap in the railing, and hit Shen Yuting hard.
"Ah..." Shen Yuting screamed in pain and crawled into the corner on her hands and feet.
The jailer whipped and cursed: "Crazy woman, what do you call me if I tell you to stay here? If you ask me to beat you to death again!"
The whip cracked on Shen Yuting's back. She rolled on the ground in pain, hugged her head and shrank into the straw, shouting in fear: "Don't hit me! Don't hit me! I don't dare anymore! I don't dare anymore."
..."
The location of the straw pile was the only place in the small cell that would not be hit by the whip.
Shen Yuting huddled up in the straw pile, shivering with fear.
The jailer spat again, then cursed and took back his stick.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Lingyue finally understood where the whip marks on Shen Yuting's body came from.
It is actually very common in prisons for guards to attack prisoners in private, and no one cares about it.
Anyway, here are all prisoners on death row who cannot be rehabilitated. The guards will naturally not be polite to them. As long as they don't beat them to death, there will be no problem.
Xiao Lingyue was thinking about it.
The jailer knocked on the cell door with a stick again, and shouted angrily: "Newcomer, this woman has something wrong with her brain. Don't talk to her, so as not to irritate her!"
Xiao Lingyue said knowingly: "I understand."
Seeing that nothing else happened, several jailers issued warnings and banged their sticks on the railings.
All the prisoners hung their necks honestly. No one dared to confront the guards. After all, no one wanted to be whipped.
Several jailers showed off their power and then walked away swaggeringly.
"Bah, these bastards!"
After the jailer left, the thin man spat with a sullen face: "When I was so arrogant outside, they didn't know where they were! Now I'm more arrogant!"
The person in the cell opposite sneered: "The court's losers don't have many good things!" This chapter has been completed!