Suddenly, the Dongyang Marquis Mansion was in chaos, people were in panic, and many servants were looking for a way out.
All forces looked on coldly, waiting to see what Dongyang Hou would do.
With a pale face, Marquis Dongyang went around looking for people to plead for mercy, but he never got any response, only cold looks.
After struggling for a few days, he stopped moving and stayed behind closed doors.
Everyone couldn't help but sneered. With such little ability, he couldn't stand up.
No one knew that Dongyang Hou quietly left the capital and headed towards the direction where Emperor Qi returned home.
At the same time, Mu Yunhan was sitting in the cold and dirty dark cell, feeling quite uneasy.
She, Xiaomi, and Mu Li were escorted to the Jingzhao Mansion cell and stayed there briefly for a day, then were separated at night.
She was hooded and pushed into the carriage, and walked for a while in the dark. Then she was dragged down and pushed and staggered to the cell.
The hood was taken off, and I couldn't see my fingers. I couldn't see exactly where I was. I could only feel the biting coldness, the pungent musty smell, and the terrible silence.
No one has cared about her since she was imprisoned, as if she had been completely forgotten.
Every once in a while, someone will bring food in. A small window reveals a little light, and I don't know what kind of food is put in. It tastes weird and is cold.
She deduced from these signs that she should be in a dungeon, and most likely in the dungeon of Biyun Palace.
Because after getting off the carriage, she smelled a strong smell of incense candles, which was the same smell she smelled when she passed by the street outside Biyun Palace that day.
She was actually a little panicked.
She advised Dongyang Hou to take a gamble, but she was also gambling, and she was not sure whether she could win the gamble.
Winning the bet means that she can follow Dongyang Hou to go to many places freely in the future, and can do many things with the help of Dongyang Hou's thigh.
But if she loses the bet, all her previous efforts will be in vain, and they will have to escape from here and start over with a new identity.
Before that, she had to make sure that Xiao Cai followed her and explored the place.
Just as Mu Yunhan was thinking about it, the small window where the food was served was suddenly opened, and the lights turned on, which made her quickly reach out to cover her eyes.
She heard someone whisper something outside, and then the small window was closed again.
She breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed to be similar to what she had guessed.
At the same time, in the Su residence.
The little King of Hell was cursing: "It's been so long and there's been no progress. What do you want me to do when Your Majesty comes back? What's the use of you? You're a bunch of trash!"
The group of people below were submissive and did not dare to speak out, as they were very afraid of her.
The little King of Hell looked at this group of people, angry and helpless, and waved his hands irritably: "Get out of here!"
After everyone retreated, she raised her hand to rub her forehead, and her beautiful and bright face finally showed some fatigue that was consistent with her age.
"Madam." Su Jiuzhou stood at the door holding a tray, with a perfect smile on his fat face.
"Come in." Little King of Hell glanced at him sideways and said, "Are you ready to welcome us?"
"Ready." Su Jiuzhou said, "I don't know how to deal with those people?"
He was referring to Mu Yunhan and others.
The little King of Hell said: "You want to ask me this too? With your methods, can't you do it well? I want Tan Ji to die without a burial place, and I also want those ignorant children to wake up and see the consequences of being ungrateful."
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When she said this, she spoke in an understatement, as if she was talking about what to eat for lunch today.