The jailer's lips opened and closed several times, but he didn't dare to speak out. Feeling Xuanyuan Qingtian's increasingly fierce anger, increasingly murderous intent, and increasingly cold air pressure, he was so frightened that his feet weakened.
He immediately knelt down.
He was kowtowing desperately and was so frightened that he almost couldn't speak. He was begging for mercy with a trembling voice and a trembling body.
"My lord, have mercy on me, little one... I just pushed the princess, and she fell to the ground. She didn't mean it. Please have mercy on me, lord, have mercy on me!"
As he spoke, he banged his head. At this moment, he knew he was wrong, but where was the medicine for regret?
Everyone thinks that those who are thrown into jail are unloved people, especially women. If he really loves a woman, he will put her in jail. At most, he will only be grounded in the room, so he will
He treated Duanmu Minya so arrogantly that he didn't take her seriously even if she fainted.
If the servants hadn't brought food to see it and reported it to the superiors, Duanmu Minya might have died in the cell and no one would have known.
The shrewd and capable Xuanyuan Qingtian certainly knows how the jailers treat prisoners. In their hearts, everyone who comes here is someone they can insult and beat at will, but now they have encountered someone who is not something they can blame.
A person who can afford to fight is still a person who can make his head fall off. It’s no wonder they are not afraid!
Xuanyuan Qingtian was furious. He used to know how they treated prisoners, and he could turn a blind eye. But now they are treating Duanmu Minya, and he can't suppress his anger!
He looked at the jailer with cold eyes, raised his foot, and kicked the jailer hard. The jailer was instantly kicked against the wall.
There was a loud sound of "touch!"
Then "Poof!" he spat out a mouthful of blood, and he fainted.
Xuanyuan Qingtian waved his hand, and the thick wooden door shattered in response!
Butler Lin and the guard looked at Xuanyuan Qingtian with a pair of unbelievable surprised eyes!
OMG!
It turns out that the prince’s martial arts are so good!
They never thought that the seemingly gentle, tall and elegant prince would be a martial arts master!
Xuanyuan Qingtian quickly walked into the cell, and with the same gentleness that they could not imagine, he gently and carefully picked up the unconscious Duanmu Minya, and then said coldly.