We have all the space treasury in hand, so mere exile is nothing.

"Yes!"

The police immediately stepped forward to hold them down and forced them to go out.

The second aunt and others struggled in fear, but they were beaten and kicked without mercy, and they immediately did not dare to do it again.

The group of people who had been so happy just now were now in disgrace and were instantly thrown into hell.

Ye Qingran followed outside silently and cooperatively, but she was not beaten. She looked back at the frightened uncle Ye Guoliang and others, with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

Why did the Wan'an County Magistrate leave his uncle's family alone?

Everyone left quickly, and the lobby was so quiet that it was disturbing.

Ye Guoliang looked calm on the surface, but the anxiety between his brows and eyes still revealed the uneasiness in his heart.

But they saw Wan'an County Magistrate glance at them, and then said: "You come in with me."

The family followed the county magistrate anxiously, and after a while, they arrived at the back hall.

Passing by the screen, there was a round sandalwood table placed behind it, with several chairs scattered around.

While several people were puzzled, Wan'an County Magistrate suddenly turned around and hugged them politely, "Mr. Ye, please take a seat."

Ye Guoliang was confused for a moment, and then he was flattered: "Ah? Sir, what are you..."

The county magistrate smiled kindly and explained: "I am here to await the arrival of you three on the orders of Concubine Xian."

Concubine Xian?

The eldest aunt and Ye Ziqiang looked at each other in disbelief. Did the empress finally send someone to rescue them? !

That dead girl Ye Qingran also said that the empress doesn't care about them. Look, a family is one family after all!Never abandon them!

Ye Guoliang came back to his senses, his eyes were filled with excitement, and his heart was filled with the joy of avenging his shame.

He really wanted to see Ye Qingran's expression when he learned about this!

But then I heard the county magistrate say: "This matter involves a wide range of things. The empress told me to be careful and not to let the news leak."

He seemed to be making a statement, but in fact he was reminding them not to show off to others. Only by keeping a low profile can you hide from the truth and escape everything!

Ye Guoliang's mind suddenly sobered up. What's the point of talking fast?The real winner is the one who lives and laughs to the end!

"My lord is right!"

The county magistrate laughed a few times and ordered the maid: "Bring the food."

Soon, the maids who had been waiting outside filed in one after another with dinner plates. All kinds of meat dishes were delicious and delicious. They rushed to put them into the noses of the three of them. Their hungry stomachs began to growl, even if they were just a few. People want to restrain themselves, but they still can't help but swallow their saliva.

The county magistrate was not surprised and said with a normal expression: "You guys eat first. Once your stomachs are filled, someone will take you to bathe and change clothes."

A few people looked at the county magistrate blankly, realizing more and more clearly that their good days were really back!

After the county magistrate finished speaking, he left on the pretext of attending to official business, leaving the dining space for their family. Without outsiders, they finally didn't have to be restrained and couldn't wait to eat and drink.

They were enjoying the big fish and meat here, but at that time, Ye Qingran and others were imprisoned in a dark and damp prison.

Disillusioned, the second aunt wiped her tears in grievance, and kept complaining: "It's better now. I haven't eaten my meal, but I'm going to eat my prison meal!"

The second uncle impatiently interrupted: "Okay, stop complaining! Is it just you who are upset?"

He got even more excited when he talked about his second aunt, pointing at his nose before scolding: "I have been suffering with you for half my life. When I get old, not only will I not enjoy the blessings, but I will also be exiled! I have been unlucky for eight lifetimes to marry you! What shame do you have? bother?"

How could the second uncle be willing to take the blame? He immediately asked, "If you hadn't stayed in the general's mansion, what would have happened to us? You were greedy and suffered the consequences, and you blame me instead!"

"Okay! What's the point of talking about this now? It's just a joke!"

Ye Anyun was annoyed and interrupted the two of them, but he didn't expect that his mother, who had listened to him before, now didn't save any face.

"What qualifications do you have to teach your mother? In the final analysis, you still don't live up to expectations! You worked hard with your cousin, and she became the mother-in-law! What about you? You have no future in this life!"

Ye Anyun's face turned pale and he looked at his mother with a hurt expression, as if he no longer recognized her.

When the second uncle saw that his daughter was implicated, he became furious.

The family teased each other, quarreled and scolded each other there. In contrast, Ye Qingran's family, who was in the same cell, had a very peaceful time.

Now that he had time, Ye Qingran applied medicine to Ye Zhuoyu's whip wounds. The five wounds were scattered everywhere and bandaged separately.

"I don't know how long the county magistrate plans to lock us up. The humidity in the prison is not conducive to wound recovery, so we can only recover slowly."

"Okay, brother knows." Ye Zhuoyu smiled, his face looking very relaxed.

Having said that, there are actually no conditions to support them. Based on their current situation, it is a virtue of their ancestors that they do not deteriorate to the point of endangering their lives.

Even after he was released from prison, he still had to rush on the road under the bright sun, dripping with sweat, which was still detrimental to the wound.

Such was the condition, Ye Qingran could only give him the best modern wound medicine, and secretly made moisture-proof treatment on his clothes, hoping to speed up his recovery.

I don’t know how long it took, but the noise of the family next to me finally stopped. Now the second aunt had offended the whole family. She was hungry and felt uncomfortable. She leaned against the wall alone and cried miserably.

Footsteps gradually came from the empty corridor. Ye Qingran and Ye Guodong looked keenly. Not long after, a vicious jailer appeared outside.

"What are you calling for mourning? It's time to eat!"

He threw the barrel on the ground with a clang, placed several pairs of bowls and chopsticks on the ground, and then served rice at will as if feeding a dog.

Everyone present had never eaten prison food before, and this first experience directly caused physical and mental discomfort.

Although the food given by the officer who escorted them was very poor, it was put in their hands at least, unlike this, where they were fed directly to the dogs!

It's really humiliating!

Ye Qinglian was extremely hungry, pursed her lips, endured the humiliation and took the lead in lifting it up.

However, as soon as he brought the dish closer, he exclaimed in surprise: "It's sour?!"

The jailer raised his eyebrows upon hearing this: "It's good to have something to eat! How dare you be picky?"

Ye Qinglian's eyes turned red: "I..."

Ye Guodong stopped him calmly: "The officer is right, it's good to eat some. Step back."

The official glanced at him condescendingly and snorted: "You know what's going on."

After all the rotten rice was put away, he threw the spoon back into the bucket, hummed a tune and left with the bucket.

Ye Guodong sighed lightly, stepped forward to pick up a bowl of rice, and gave it to Ye Zhuoyu first.

As Ye Qingran passed by, a vague smell quietly entered her nose.

Ye Qingran suddenly raised his head and saw Ye Zhuoyu thanking his father, picking up a piece of sour rice with chopsticks and putting it into his mouth.

She regretted it and kicked it violently. Ye Zhuoyu was caught off guard and his hands shook. The chopsticks fell and the rice grains spilled on the ground.

"Don't eat it! There's something wrong with this meal!"