The reborn soft empress only wants to hug her thighs

Chapter 133

Xiaoyaotai.

It's a good place to hear the name, but it's not.

It is a prison built outside the capital city, where most of the prisoners in the capital city are held, and there are garrison barracks guarding the capital city on the periphery.

After Song Zhiyue was caught, she was thrown into the nearby Xiaoyao Terrace and imprisoned.

Because of Shi Feng's special explanation, he hasn't suffered any physical pain for the time being, it's just that he got kicked when he was struggling.

Leaning against the cold wall, Song Zhiyue shuddered when she heard the screams from other cells.

Before her family fell into ruin, she was also a lady of the official family, and she had never experienced any hardships. After entering Huancai Garden, she had never suffered any unacceptable bullying. She had never seen such a battle.

The air in the cell was much colder than outside, and it was summer outside, but in the cell, white air could be seen exhaling from the mouth, Song Zhiyue shivered slightly from the cold.

In addition to the cold temperature, the smell is also very unpleasant. The faint smell is mixed with rust gas, coupled with the screams echoing in the dark, people can't help but imagine the tragic situation of the screaming person at this time , The psychological pressure is extremely high.

Under such circumstances, facing the interrogation, Song Zhiyue still gritted her teeth and refused to say a word. I have to say that her revenge is indeed firm.

He couldn't get a confession, and the higher-ups said that no punishment could be imposed, so the interrogating prison officer had no choice but to leave the cell and interrogate Shifeng to ask what to do next.

Song Zhiyue fell asleep amidst the hunger and cold. After an unknown amount of time, someone pulled the chain on the cell door, waking her up.

"Here, your food!" The jailer roughly put the things into the cell, and then locked the door.

Song Zhiyue was still wearing that gaudy pink dress, which was not enough to keep out the cold, and her stomach was already empty, but instead of filling her hunger with food, she hugged her knees and looked at the ground blankly.

Is there any chance of revenge?
How could Wen Renyin not have staff in the prison? As long as she told the reason, she might die on the spot in the next second.

No matter what Luo Chuchu thinks, killing a person in prison is much more difficult than keeping another.Even if she intends to be merciful, I am afraid that her life will be...

Song Zhiyue closed her eyes.

Why didn't you notice what was going on outside?If she was more careful and went to the door to have a look, maybe things would be done.

What she couldn't understand was that the woman clearly saw her doing something wrong, but she didn't tell anyone. She didn't jump out to accuse her until she was caught.

Song Zhiyue was a little skeptical, the order of the cups was switched, was it because of that woman?Originally, the maids had already agreed on how to distribute them, so why did they change it all of a sudden?
She didn't want to understand these things until she entered the cell, otherwise, if she said it on the spot, the woman would not benefit, and she would definitely be locked in together.

Song Zhiyue hated her so much that she felt like she was taking advantage of her.

When the prison officer comes to ask again, he must tell this matter... No, it still cannot be said.

She lowered her head dejectedly, her eyes were covered by loose hair.

Did the woman expect that she would not say anything about Wen Renyin, so she dared to open her mouth?
Just before Song Zhiyue fell asleep again due to hunger and loss of energy, they arrived at Xiaoyao Terrace.

"Xiaoyao Terrace..." Luo Chuchu looked up at the huge monster exuding a sinister aura, and opened his small mouth slightly.

"Why does the prison have such a name?"

"This place was called Xiaoyaodu in the previous dynasty, and a small river flowed through it, hence the name. After the founding of the Luo Kingdom, a prison was set up here, and this name was used. Taiwan means prison." Shifeng explained.

"Oh, that's it." Luo Chuchu felt warm on his back, but it was Yan Wenmao who brought a cloak.

"Master Yan, what's the matter with you? It's June now, you brought me such thick clothes..."

"It's cold in the prison." Yan Wenmao explained, "The place of death is very cloudy. If you don't pay attention, you may get sick."

Luo Chuchu felt that his forehead was about to sweat after putting on the cloak, and said, "Let's go in quickly and talk while walking. Otherwise, I will have heatstroke before I get sick."

The jailer led the way, Yan Wenmao walked in front, Luo Chuchu was in the middle, and Shi Feng was behind.Behind the three are guards, which can be described as tight defense.

Entering the prison, the temperature suddenly cooled down. Luo Chuchu wrapped his cloak tightly and wanted to say something, but he heard screams and echoes, which seemed very strange, and he couldn't help shutting his mouth.

Walking forward in silence, Luo Chuchu had time to think about some issues. Shi Feng just said that platform means prison. Doesn't "immortal platform" mean a prison to imprison immortals?

That tall tower always gave Luo Chuchu a feeling that something was hidden, but he couldn't tell.

"arrive."

Hearing Yan Wenmao's words, Luo Chuchu hurriedly walked a few steps and looked into the cell.

I saw Song Zhiyue leaning against the wall in thin clothes, half-closed her eyes, as if she was about to faint.Her hair and clothes were a little messy, Luo Chuchu had a bad association, and said angrily, "What did these people do to her?"

If you dare to mess with it, you will cut it all up and send it to the palace as a eunuch!

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the villain dares to do nothing. This girl did this when she was struggling." The jailer quickly explained.

The movement woke up the drowsy Song Zhiyue. She opened her eyes, staggered to the railing, and said to Luo Chuchu, "Your Majesty, I never thought of harming you. You trust me."

Seeing that her lips were dry and turned white from the cold, Luo Chuchu felt a little distressed, but this was not the time to feel sorry for her, so she said, "Zhiyue, please rest assured, if you are really innocent, you can go out after explaining the matter clearly."

Song Zhiyue bit her lip, let go of her hands and fell to the ground.

"What do you mean?" Luo Chuchu frowned.

"I, I... I can't say." She lowered her head, unable to see her expression clearly.

Compared with the gentle and affectionate image of her teasing beauty that night, it is more suitable for Song Zhiyue's downfall at this time.

Luo Chuchu originally wanted to maintain the majesty of the Empress in front of the jailer, but at this moment her heart softened, and she said softly: "You don't have to be afraid, I am here right now, even Yan Wenmao is here, what grievances can't be said?"

Song Zhiyue still shook her head.

She didn't know the relationship between Luo Chuchu and Wen Renyin.According to ordinary logic, Wen Renyin is the prime minister of a country and Luo Chuchu's love minister, and she is just a brothel girl. In comparison, Luo Chuchu would definitely not believe what she said.

Maybe, when she finished accusing Wen Renyin, she lost even the last bond with Luo Chuchu.

What she said was to force Luo Chuchu to choose between the two of them, not to mention that there might be a chance of survival.

A pure official, an important minister, a fool knows how to choose.

"Why don't you say it?" Luo Chuchu wondered, "As long as you are not ordered to assassinate someone, why not say anything else? You must have a reason for poisoning your tea. Tell me , I can uphold justice for you."

(End of this chapter)