exile? She emptied the emperor's private treasury and escaped from famine

"Mom, don't you know who Brother He is?"

"Su Yanning, stop talking!"

Su Yanning carefully pulled the corner of her mother's clothes: "What if there is still room for change, mother."

Her wise and mighty brother, the prince, wouldn't have fallen like this, right?

"Okay, stop talking." The old lady stopped everyone.

The atmosphere calmed down slightly, except for the muffled cries of the eldest lady and her daughter.

Everything has not been finalized yet, and it is still unknown how to judge it in the future. The old lady looked at Wei Chuyu, pounded the ground with a wooden stick, stood up and said to her:

"No matter what, Wei Chuyu, you are now the daughter-in-law of our Nan family. It's time to think about whether you can have a good relationship with your uncle...if there is room for mediation. In the future, the young and old of the Nan family..."

That's easy to say.

Wei Chuyu asked her: "Does the old lady still have something to pack?"

"This..." The old lady's expression froze.

Nan Yufang also echoed her mother: "Yes, Wei Chuyu, you should try your best. Don't you understand the principle of both prosperity and loss?"

Wei Chuyu looked a little disgusted: "The jailers here don't pay attention to anyone. Who do you think I can contact?"

Nan Yufang and the old lady both choked.

You guys are just thinking shit.

Wei Chuyu didn't even think deeply about it.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, there was a rustling sound of footsteps, accompanied by the sound of iron chains shaking, from far to near.

Now the female family members trembled when they heard such a voice, and even the old lady who wanted to persuade her couldn't help but tighten her body and fell silent.

As soon as the lock sounded, my heart almost rose to my throat.

The old lady stepped forward bravely and asked carefully and respectfully: "What's the matter with this officer?"

"Who is Wei Chuyu inside?"

"Follow me!" the jailer said expressionlessly after scanning around the cell.

The Nan family immediately looked at Wei Chuyu in confusion.

Wei Chuyu also wondered: "What?"

What else are you doing? The jailer suddenly smiled and said, "Good thing."

Others asked: "Where are we taking her?"

The jailer raised his voice and said, "Where are you going? Do you think she is like you?"

Look, we really came to see Wei Chuyu.

As if she had thought of something, Nan Yufang asked the jailer with some surprise: "Are we going to let her out of prison?"

The jailer smiled and said nothing.

Seeing that he did not deny it, envy and hope flashed in the eyes of the Nan family. The old lady's face relaxed slightly, revealing a bit of joy: "Is this really so? Then, then..."

She turned back, put Wei Chuyu's hand in her relaxed palm, and said affectionately.

"Good boy, you are a lucky one. If there is a chance, my ancestor begs you, if you want to see your elder, you must do what I just told you, and take care of him, ah?"

Wei Chuyu didn't listen to her words, but stared at the jailer without saying a word.

She didn't think anyone had such good intentions.

Different from the reaction of others, the eldest lady looked at Wei Chuyu anxiously. She wanted to touch her but stopped: "Chu Yu, why do I feel a little uneasy?"

"Sister-in-law, Wei Chuyu's father is still in an important position, what can he have?" Nan Yufang felt that her sister-in-law was too worried. Even if she had something, they had nothing to lose.

Wei Chuyu calmly comforted the eldest lady not to worry.

The eldest lady didn't know what to say, so she said instead: "But if they let you go, I will write a letter of release right now."

Nan Yufang was the first to disagree and objected loudly: "Sister-in-law, you are confused. Why should you write a letter to let your wife go?"

This stupid sister-in-law, a forest bird in danger of disaster, still has a reason to fly back?

The eldest lady didn't care, thinking that maybe the superiors could consider that Wei Chuyu was a newly married bride, so she begged the jailer if he could prepare some paper and ink.

Wei Chuyu gave her a special look, but the jailer didn't have the patience to do so. He forcibly put iron chains on Wei Chuyu's wrists and led them away.

The eldest lady hugged the wooden pillar and shouted to their retreating figures: "Chu Yu, if you can get out, don't come back."

No matter how dissatisfied my sister-in-law is behind her back.

Wei Chuyu was led by an iron chain and walked through the door and corridor, feeling that it was getting darker and darker.

The female prisoners on both sides were either laughing, banging on the fence frantically, or shouting to let me out.

It's like visiting a mental hospital.

Not long after, a thick iron fence cage was revealed in a corner.

In a place like this, no one can see anything happening.

Sure enough, when Wei Chuyu was roughly pushed in, a female prisoner who was as strong as a mountain and tougher than a man, with small eyes and a big face, showed her an overly greasy smile.

This kind of smile is rarely displayed on women's faces, and I don't know whose essence it has absorbed.

As if she were a pitiful piece of food.

"Prison boss, have you delivered good goods to me again?"

"Take it easy, I have to send people back."

After the jailer bared his teeth, he quickly disappeared. Wei Chuyu shouted at him: "You haven't untied my bracelet yet."

What responded to her was the man's ear-to-ear smile and the hasty silhouette of his back.

You rotten banana!

Wei Chuyu cursed in her heart. She looked around. It was secret, dark, and there were several broken slender rat tails lying on the dirty ground. They were just as dirty as her uncle.

Looking at the overly pretty face in front of him, he knew that the other female prisoner was extremely weak. She spread her two elephant legs boldly, stood in a herringbone position and pointed at her lower body, with a rough voice:

"You, crawl under me."

The pressure was on Wei Chuyu, and she raised her right eyebrow.

Uncle, is this what you prepared for me...the prison bully?

You're good enough for Sumo Wrestling, and even Star Master doesn't know how to cast a role like you.

Wei Chuyu curled her lips slightly and walked over casually.

She glanced at the female prisoner and slowly lowered her head. She looked very proud in the female prisoner's eyes, thinking that she was afraid of surrendering.

Wei Chuyu's eyes flashed, his long legs bent, and his knees pushed hard against her lower body, quickly and accurately.

It's over and the speed of light flashes.

The female prisoner's facial features were kinked, she held her sensitive parts and retreated in pain, her face turned red.

Wei Chuyu brushed the hair from his forehead. Who said this trick was useless for women?

She moved her right foot outward, showing the demeanor of a bad boss.

He sneered and said, "I thought your lower body was inlaid with gold. Why, are you afraid of pain?"

The female prisoner screamed in pain for a while, then came to her senses and angrily struck Wei Chuyu with a fat palm.

The ground shook, and Wei Chuyu felt that his hair was flying backwards.

Wei Chuyu shrunk, turned behind the person, and smashed the chain into her face from behind.

The female prisoner screamed in pain, but the iron chain on her face had slid to the wrinkled neck. Wei Chuyu strangled her neck and slammed her head against the hard iron pillar.

There was a loud clang, and the female prisoner howled like a slaughtering pig.

The jailer who heard the sound in the distance couldn't help but feel his scalp numb, thinking it was Wei Chuyu screaming, and his hair stood on end when he heard it.

He would never have imagined that the big killer weapon he had prepared was being repaired.

I think Wei Chuyu is really miserable. He needs to properly reply to the master. After all, the master is Mr. Xue's classmate.

Ha ha.

Wei Chuyu let go of the iron chain. After a few rounds, the female prisoner fell down completely, her nose and face were bruised and swollen, crying for her aunt to spare her life.

Wei Chuyu condescendingly patted the female prisoner's face with her foot, then brought her foot to her mouth and gave a cold order.

"You, lick my feet!"