She refused to marry.

The two spent the night in the cell.

The next day at dawn, the prison door opened.

The jailer stepped forward and dragged Feng Chenjun away from the cell.

Su Wanwan sat in the corner, waiting anxiously.

The sound of jailers cracking their whips could be heard from outside.

After about fifteen minutes, the Vice Minister's voice was heard questioning again, gradually becoming more agitated.

After a long while, the Vice Minister's voice disappeared.

The cell door was opened, and the jailer dragged in the barely alive Feng Chenjun.

Su Wanwan looked at Feng Chenjun, who was lying lifeless on the ground, and turned pale with fright.

I crept over quietly and checked his breath, but I couldn't detect any breath, whether it was because his breath was too weak or because my hands were too cold.

Su Wanwan lay down, her ear close to his chest, and heard the thumping of his heart. Only then did her heart relax.

Parting his hair, she saw that although Feng Chenjun was unconscious, he was still clenching his teeth tightly, his jaw muscles bulging high, and his face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

She wondered why the Princess hadn't come to rescue them yet; if she didn't arrive soon, Prince Fengchen would die.

According to the original plot, Feng Chenjun shouldn't have died in prison.

Their stomachs were growling with hunger, so they carried them onto the bedding.

At this moment, she wouldn't mind having any steamed bun, whether it was on the ground or stained with blood.

The crown prince probably wanted to starve her to death.

She stayed by Feng Chenjun's side, occasionally feeding him water, until evening when Feng Chenjun finally woke up.

"Your Majesty, if His Highness doesn't come soon, we're going to starve to death here," Su Wanwan whispered in his ear.

After a long while, Xiao Xuanjing said in a low voice, "Mother won't come."

Su Wanwan looked up, looking aggrieved. "Why?"

Xiao Xuanjing coughed a few times in pain.

Su Wanwan hurriedly brought water, but as soon as her hand touched his body, she felt it was scalding hot. She quickly used a handkerchief to soak up some cool water and applied it to his forehead.

This is probably really going to be a disaster.

Footsteps came from the doorway.

The jailer opened the door, his voice impatient, "Just for a little while!"

Su Wanwan stared at the doorway, her eyes fixed on the ivory-white hem of a garment there, unable to believe it.

Is it him?

As the ivory-white hem of her dress reached the door, the two locked eyes, and her nose tingled, tears welling up in her eyes.

It's Lu Huai'an.

"Wanwan..." Lu Huai'an felt a pang of heartache as he walked to the iron bars, his emotions a jumble of feelings.

Su Wanwan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve, walked quickly to the door, and choked up, unable to speak.

"Lu Huai'an, you...."

Even the slightest involvement in this matter will likely attract the attention of the Crown Prince.

"I'm sorry, Wanwan, I'm late." Lu Huai'an took out a fried dough wrapped in oil paper from his pocket. "Eat it while it's hot."

Su Wanwan took the fried dough cake, eating it while tears streamed down her face. "How did you know I was here?"

"I found out from the Imperial Guards that you were brought in." Lu Huai'an took out a gray handkerchief and wiped her face, his eyes full of heartache.

Su Wanwan took a few bites, then asked, "Why hasn't Her Highness the Princess sent anyone to rescue the Emperor yet?"

Lu Huai'an paused slightly, then put the handkerchief back. "Feng Chenjun took all the blame. Those things had nothing to do with the Eldest Princess. In order to protect the Eldest Princess, His Majesty confined her to the palace."

Su Wanwan froze, glancing back at the person lying beside her. "So?"

"Therefore, the chances of Feng Chenjun escalating are slim," Lu Huai'an said.

Su Wanwan frowned. "What about the Shen family?"

"It's next door," Lu Huai'an said.

"That's good." Su Wanwan nodded, then suddenly remembered something and hurriedly asked, "Where's Shen Yan?"

She's the female lead.

Lu Huai'an said with concern, "What time is it? Why are you still thinking about others?"

"Shen Yan is kind-hearted and shouldn't be implicated by the Shen family." Su Wanwan lowered her head, ate half of the fried dough, and then wrapped it up.

She's the female lead.

As long as Shen Yan is safe, the Shen family will probably be safe as well.

"Why aren't you eating?" Lu Huai'an asked, looking at her face, which had become noticeably thinner.

"Keep it." Su Wanwan looked up at Lu Huai'an. "Lu Huai'an, can you do me a favor?"

"I will definitely do what Wanwan says," Lu Huai'an said.

"Bring me some medicine, something to prolong life and treat internal injuries, or even a bone-healing plaster." Su Wanwan turned to look at Feng Chenjun.

"Why did you save him? You're having a hard time getting out yourself, why would you save a complete stranger?" Lu Huai'an frowned.

Su Wanwan raised her almond-shaped eyes. "He saved my life yesterday."

Lu Huai'an looked at the person on the bed, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Okay, I promise you."

The jailer at the door said impatiently, "Time's up."

"Lu Huai'an, let's go quickly, the Crown Prince may arrive at any time," Su Wanwan said reluctantly.

Lu Huai'an told her to take good care of herself, and took out a jade pendant from his pocket, "If you encounter any emergency, take this and say the name of Prince Changxin, and you will be safe."

Su Wanwan looked at the character "Zheng" on the jade pendant, her eyes welling up with tears.

She only wanted to use Lu Huai'an, but she never expected that he would steal the prince's personal jade pendant for her sake.

She refuses.

"This is a power struggle within the imperial court. You shouldn't have dragged the Crown Prince into it. Go back now!" Su Wanwan pushed away the jade pendant.

"Go! It's time!" the jailer shouted from outside.

Lu Huai'an walked reluctantly to the door, "Wanwan, wait for me."

Su Wanwan waved her hand.

At the time, she was only thinking about taking revenge on the Shen family, but she never expected that Lu Huai'an cared about her to such an extent.

She walked back to the bedside, lay down on it, and thought about all the little things between Lu Huai'an and her.

The thought of Lu Huai'an hijacking her carriage made all the good things that had happened before vanish.

The next day, before dawn, the prison door rang again.

Su Wanwan opened her eyes and saw the jailer throw a bundle in.

She hurriedly picked up the bundle, opened it, and found it was full of life-saving medicine.

Su Wanwan examined the medicine bottle, which had black, red, and pink colors on it. She thought for a long time, and knowing Lu Huai'an's sensibilities, she figured the colors must have some meaning.

So I opened the darkest one and smelled it; the smell of medicine hit me right in the head.

Upon opening the light-colored medicine bottle, the smell inside became noticeably milder.

Su Wanwan hurriedly brought water and fed Feng Chenjun the pills from the black bottle.

Feng Chenjun had a fever all night, his body temperature fluctuating between burning hot and freezing cold. After taking the medicine, his body warmed up.

At the end of the hour of Mao (5-7 AM), one could hear Feng Chenjun snoring softly.

Su Wanwan was also sleepy, so she hid the small bundle under the blankets and fell asleep on the side.

One hour later.

The sound of the lock being opened woke her up.

The jailer came in and dragged Feng Chenjun out as usual.

Su Wanwan walked to the door and listened to the sounds outside, but there was no sound for a long time.

A faint, pungent smell wafted from the tip of my nose.

It smells like something burning.

Su Wanwan's heart clenched suddenly.

Half an hour later, a few words occasionally drifted in from outside.

Nail your finger, tighten it, don't kill it.

Su Wanwan's legs went weak, and she had to hold onto the wall to avoid sliding down.