Even if a man standing outside the prison door today is not sympathetic. After all, Zhang Yiyi's unkempt appearance is completely incompatible with the beauty, not to mention that she is facing Zhan Feiyu and He Nuan at this moment.
"Don't you want to live?" Zhan Feiyu held the hand stove and blinked his black eyes. His fair bun face looked like a top-notch jade under the light of the oil lamp.
This made Zhang Yiyi clench the dirty quilt, and her gloomy eyes were filled with deep jealousy and hatred that arose inexplicably.
When she was at her most downfall, she saw such a precious little girl, and Zhang Yiyi wanted to pounce over and tear off Zhan Feiyu's face, which was even more delicate than tofu.
"I'll only drag Xu'er down when I'm alive." The unchanging voice was still the coquettish voice. Zhang Yiyi choked up and lowered her head, looking like she was indifferent. Of course, this was just to cover up the life in her eyes.
Hate coming out.
Zhang Yiyi couldn't help but remember the scene when she was young. Since she married Yang Shoucheng and then followed the Marquis of Zhenbian, she hasn't recalled it for almost ten years.
In the Zhang family, she is a concubine daughter. Even though she is beautiful and extremely intelligent since childhood, the child crawling out of her concubine's belly is the original sin.
What's more, her legitimate mother, the head wife of the Zhang family, is not a good wife, but a woman who hates poison. She cherishes her reputation and will not do it herself, but as long as her legitimate mother shows her eyes, no matter how she is in the mansion.
People are still in the backyard of concubines or concubines, and most of them are attacking her.
The legitimate mother will always be a dignified and virtuous official wife sitting in the main seat. Even if she was tortured by the nanny in the middle of winter, even if she was tortured and abused by the nanny in various ways, she only needed a light sentence
"A jade cannot be made into a weapon without being carved." Everyone praised his mother very much, and her little concubine, and she is also grateful for her mother's teachings.
The cell is dark and cold. Zhang doesn't remember how many times she hid in a dark corner. She looked at the beautiful sister He Xiaomei enviously. Because they are legitimate, they can wear the best dress and the most beautiful one.
He can act spoiled with his father, be loved by his grandfather and grandmother, and also has various rewards.
Zhang once swore that she must make a name for herself. She thought she had succeeded, but she was sent to jail in a blink of an eye. So the glamorous Zhan Feiyu awakened her memory that had been buried for many years. All kinds of emotions of jealousy, darkness, hatred were roaring.
Flowing into my heart.
Suppressing the distorted hatred in his heart, Zhang's voice was soft and helpless, "Actually, I should have died long ago. I forced it. I always wanted to watch Xu'er grow up and watch him get married and have children, so I lived a life of stagnation.
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"Who says that the heart of a grass can repay the three spring sunshine?" Zhan Feiyu nodded in agreement, but changed his mind but continued: "Since that's the case, I will fulfill your loving motherly heart for Yang Xu."
Zhang Yiyi raised her head with a stiff expression. What does she mean?
"I wonder what method you plan to do, Madam? If you want to hang the beam..." After a pause, Zhan Feiyu looked at the empty cell. The beam was gone. Finally, his eyes were frozen on the prison door. "Hang the rope here.
That's OK, madam, don't worry about not being able to get up too much. A Nuan is a trainee, and she can do this little thing for her."
Zhang Yiyi looked frustrated as if she had swallowed a fly. In the past eight years in the Marquis' Mansion in the border town, many female relatives would take their children to visit her, the wife of the Marquis' Mansion. Even though she was the most spoiled daughter of a noble family, she was young.
All of them are in the heart of children. In contrast, Zhan Feiyu, who is serious outside the prison gate, is like a little evil ghost in the Hall of Hell.
Ignoring Zhang Yiyi's twisted expression, Zhan Feiyu continued to think for a while: "I heard that the hanging corpse is ugly, his eyes are congested, his eyes are spit out, and his tongue will also hang down. My wife loved beauty so much before her lifetime.
, why not change the method? How about taking the medicine? Although the secret medicine for blood-sealing throat is difficult to find, if you spill a lot of money, you can find it even if you think about it."
This cruel little bitch! Zhang Yiyi clenched her hands angrily. If she hadn't been used to forbearance and depression when she was young, she would have cursed at Zhan Feiyu at this moment.
"Of course, although Yang Xu's return date is uncertain, he might come back at any time. It's a waste of time to find medicine. Madam might as well wipe her neck or swallow gold?" Zhan Feiyu finished speaking, and He, who was holding an oil lamp on the side.
Nuan actually took out a piece of gold from her body, which really shocked Zhan Feiyu. She carried broken silver or silver notes with her, and A Nuan actually carried gold.
County Magistrate Zhu and Wu Baihu did not come here because they avoided suspicion, but the cell was too quiet and Zhan Feiyu's voice was normal, so the two people standing not far away could hear it clearly.
"Wu Baihu, is it really okay?" County Magistrate Zhu's voice trembled. The cold sky was scared and sweating on his forehead. Is this really something that an eight-year-old girl could say?
Wu Baihu glanced at the timid county magistrate Zhu with contempt, and replied in a low voice, "You forget the identity of this little ancestor, let alone killing a Zhang family, who dares to have it."
Half a complaint?"
The Forbidden Dragon Guard, which makes people feel scared, is really well-known. How old is this little ancestor? If it takes another ten or eight years, Wu Baihu will never dare to think about it.
The disliked County Magistrate Zhu was extremely dissatisfied and couldn't help but respond, his voice lowered, "But she is a disciple of Master Gu, a Grand Secretary of the Cabinet!"
Although the magistrate Zhu is just a sesame official, the current Yingwu County is mixed with dragons and snakes, and I don’t know how many forces are lurking. Although Zhan Feiyu’s identity has not been revealed publicly, everyone who should know it also knows it.
This is also the reason why County Magistrate Zhu is respectful to Zhan Feiyu every time.
As for the Dragon Guard, County Magistrate Zhu was afraid of it just thinking about it, but no matter how terrible the Dragon Guard was, he would not dare to offend Mr. Gu. County Magistrate Zhu was actually very surprised that Zhan Feiyu was a scholar, so why did he be like the notorious Dragon Guard
With connections, isn’t this self-destructing reputation?
County Magistrate Zhu and Wu Baihu, who disliked each other, looked at each other again, and neither of them spoke, for fear that the more they knew, the faster they died.
As for the cell, Zhang Yiyi coughed heart-wrenchingly, and blood oozed from the corners of her mouth. She had already been stained with cold and cold because the cell was dark and cold. After taking medicine, she coughed but she didn't heal. She kept coughing every night.
, Zhang Yiyi also knew that this had to be well maintained, otherwise she would not be cured in a short time.
But he was so angry that Zhan Feiyu was so angry that he caused a cough. Fortunately, he didn't have to answer Zhan Feiyu's words when he coughed. Zhang Yiyi coughed even more and more. She was hunched over and seemed to cough out all her internal organs.
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"Miss, why don't you forget it?" He Nuan spoke warmly and looked at Zhang Yiyi sympathetically, "I'm afraid she won't live long for this. If the lady takes action, maybe Young Master Xu will be in a grudge. By then
It's just a good intention to do something bad."
Zhang Yiyi wished that Zhan Feiyu, the evil god, would get out immediately, and she would go away far away. It would be better to live on her own than to die. As long as she is Yang Xu's biological mother, no one would dare to take her life. She still thought about the future
Glory and wealth make the life of slaves and maids.
Zhan Feiyu sighed, "Then let it go."
After a while, it was confirmed that Zhan Feiyu had left the cell. Wu Baihu and the returning county magistrate Zhu hurriedly found the doctor. The gods fought and the mortals suffered!
If Zhang Shi really died in the prison cell, one of them was the county magistrate of Xiangwu County and the other was responsible for guarding the prisoners. I guess no one could escape the relationship.
It is estimated that the eyes of the magistrate Zhu and Wu Baihu were too hot. The old doctor who was taking the pulse shook his hands a few times. Those who didn't know thought there was something wrong with this. After all, the magistrate Zhu is famous for his beautiful beauty.
Wu Baihu is in the army all year round, and it is said that the sow is as good as Diao Chan.
A quarter of an hour later, I took the pulse three times, looked at the sound and asked questions and cuts again, and the old doctor said with confidence: "Don't worry, two adults, the patient's health is not serious, and the cough is just a stubborn disease. Just continue taking the medicine according to the previous prescription. You should think about it.
get well……"
This is a cliché for the old doctor. In the harsh environment of the prison, the men cannot bear it if they eat well and sleep well, let alone a sick woman, so if you want to recover, you can only go out to nourish your body with medicinal materials.
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Confirmation that Zhang Yiyi was not poisoned, Zhu County Magistrate and Wu Baihu couldn't help but breathe a breath of turbid air. This is good. As long as people are alive, their heads will be saved.
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Leaving from the county jail, the carriage was originally back to Qiu Mansion. Although the year is approaching, the streets of Xiangwu County are also bustling, and all kinds of hawking sounds are endless. People who buy New Year's goods outside are probably accustomed to the cold weather.
The weather is full of smiles.
But Zhan Feiyu was not interested in shopping in the cold weather, but the carriage was stopped by someone halfway.
He Sheng stopped the carriage steadily, holding the reins in one hand and the whip in the other, and asked coldly: "What's the point of doing with you?"
Although he was wearing an ordinary jacket, the young man could tell that he was on his own rank. He ignored He Sheng, who was a coachman, and the guard spoke respectfully to the carriage: "Miss Zhan, my son invites Miss Zhan.
A teahouse narration.”
The curtains of the car were lifted up, and Zhan Feiyu poked out half of his head, "Your young master asked me to tell you it all the time? Then I don't have any face at all, haha, what a big face!"
With a very arrogant attitude, Zhan Feiyu snorted disdainfully, and then gave an arrogant order, "When Asheng comes back, who dares to pull the carriage? If you hit and die, you will pay for it!"
The guard was not angry at all, but he didn't expect that Zhan Feiyu would be so unreasonable, but he glanced at her bun's face. He was still a child, and it was normal to be arrogant and domineering.
Seeing that He Sheng was about to wave the whip and continue driving the carriage, the guard immediately revealed his identity, "Miss Zhan calmed down. My son is the prince of the border marquis. Please move."
As the words fell, the guard waved his hand.
In an instant, several figures appeared secretly. Although they were still standing not far away and did not come over, once Zhan Feiyu toasted and refused to eat the punishment, they probably would have to invite him by force.
Half of his mind that poked out the car window was now fully extended. Zhan Feiyu looked at it and couldn't help laughing, "Since the prince of the Marquis's family invited me, let's go and lead the way."
The teahouse is at the end of the street at the next corner, and the carriage passes slowly, and only half a cup of tea is available in front and back.