The prison at the Ministry of War was left behind by the Hao Nation and hadn't been used for decades. This time, in order to welcome the Yun Nation's emperor, it was specially renovated and covered with a new layer of straw.
The prison was underground, and one could smell a musty and some other inexplicable smells when they opened the door.
The original color of the iron door could no longer be seen, and its surface was covered with reddish-brown rust.
There were a total of more than a dozen emperors and concubines of the Yun Nation, and they were locked up in several rooms.
In fact, it was enough to just send the emperor over, but Zi Donglai was a rare good person and gave them a chance to reunite with their families.
Since they had to be escorted anyway, they might as well pack up the emperor and his harem and send them over.
When the iron door of the prison was opened, a ray of light broke through the darkness in the prison, and the people who were locked up woke up.
The eyes of a young man in the prison lit up. This wasn't the time to deliver food. Who was it? Could it be that the emperor of Dayao was willing to see them?
"Your Majesty …" a woman beside the man called out softly. Her eyes were filled with apprehension, but she stood up and removed the straw from his hair.
The woman wanted to get something from the man that could make her feel at ease, but she was disappointed. The man didn't pay any attention to her at all.
It had been half a year since the emperor and concubines of the Yun Nation were sent here.
They originally thought that they would see the empress of Dayao after they arrived and that their lives would depend on her mood.
However, they didn't expect that Qi Zixiao wasn't in Lan City.
Everyone was locked up in this dark prison cell.
For them, who had lived extravagantly since they were young, this was a torment worse than death.
If there wasn't a glimmer of hope, many people would rather die than be locked up in such a place.
After waiting for a few months, the empress finally returned to Lan City, and everyone thought that Qi Zixiao would see them immediately.
However, they were disappointed and couldn't understand why Qi Zixiao didn't have any intention of seeing them after one and a half months.
This made them feel bitter and angry, as if they had eaten yellow lotus.
No matter what, they were still the royal family of the Yun Nation. How could Qi Zixiao do this? How dare she? Was she really not going to see them?
Not only did they not see Qi Zixiao, but even the officials who occasionally came to see them were gone. Every day, there would only be someone delivering food to them, and they seemed to have been forgotten.
From expectation to disappointment, from anger to despair.
However, with the sound of footsteps, their hopes rose again.
As the old door in front of him opened, the emperor of the Yun Nation saw a spontaneously glowing body …
Even in the dim environment of the prison cell, the man's body was glowing.
"Is Qi Zixiao going to see me?" The emperor of the Yun Nation tried to keep his expression calm and maintain his last bit of dignity.
If he had just been sent here, he would not have been able to do it. But after a few months, he could at least control some of his expressions.
Ren Baqian stood outside the door and looked at the two people inside. They were wearing gray inner clothes, which he reckoned were originally white.
The fact that it hadn't turned black meant that they were treated better than him.
It was a young man in his twenties. It was said that he was 23, but he looked even older than him.
To be able to speak in such a tone even after such a huge change, it seemed that the emperor was not as unbearable as the rumors said.
This thought flashed across Ren Baqian's mind as he subconsciously looked at the person behind the emperor. If the empress hadn't mentioned it at that time, he wouldn't have cared. However, when the empress mentioned it, it made him curious.
His face wasn't clean, but it wasn't to the extent that his appearance couldn't be seen.
He was a little younger than the little Emperor. It was said that he was only 20 years old. His figure was not bad, and when he looked at him, there was worry in his eyes.
Ren Baqian only took a glance and was shocked. How could this face be considered exquisite? It was clearly unique!
They had small eyes, big pancake faces, and sesame seeds were sprinkled on the pancakes.
Was this the empress of the Yun Nation?
Ren Baqian immediately felt deep veneration for this little emperor.
His sense of beauty was so twisted that it could reach the sky!
Of course, one couldn't rule out the possibility that the Emperor might seem muddle-headed on the surface, but he had great ambitions in his heart, and the Empress also had Zhong Wuyan's talent.
Then, he shifted his gaze back to the Yun Emperor.
Chen Dongsheng was a name that did not fit the identity of an emperor.
Just like in Great Xia, the one who was killed by the stench was called Xia Bailong, and the new emperor was called Xia Yijiang.
"Her Majesty isn't going to see you!" Ren Baqian told the truth.
Chen Dongsheng thought that Qi Zixiao was going to see him this time. He didn't expect to hear such a sentence. His face was covered with anger again. "Why?"
"Why are there so many whys?" Ren Baqian snorted. "I'm here to see how you are doing here!"
"When exactly is Qi Zixiao going to see me?" Chen Dongsheng suppressed his anger and asked.
"She will see you when it's time," Ren Baqian replied faintly. "In addition, although you used to be the emperor of the Yun Nation, you are now a prisoner. It seems that you still don't understand your current status by calling Her Majesty by her name. "
Chen Dongsheng's expression changed several times. Was he going to be locked up like this? Finally, he couldn't help but lower his head and close his eyes. "I'm willing to surrender to the emperor of Dayao and write a surrender letter in the name of the emperor of the Yun Nation. I hope to receive treatment that befits my status."
After saying this, Chen Dongsheng's body swayed as if he had lost all his strength.
Ren Baqian sized him up again and said, "I will report this matter to Her Majesty."
When he closed the iron door again, he heard Chen Dongsheng's loud voice saying, "If I personally write a surrender letter, many people in the Yun Nation will listen to you!"
Ren Baqian shook his head slightly. What Qi Zixiao said was right. Such a surrender letter could indeed reduce a lot of resistance.
After all, even the emperor had surrendered. What else could the people below do? This surrender letter could disintegrate the fighting spirit of many people.
This should be Qi Zixiao's trump card in exchange for some conditions. Ren Baqian didn't expect him to throw it out before even seeing the empress.
It seemed that they had completely collapsed after being locked up for a few months.
However, it was normal when he thought about it. After all, he was the emperor of a nation. He didn't even think that such a thing would happen to him, let alone encounter it.
Even an ordinary person would be on the verge of collapse after being locked up for a few months, let alone an emperor who had grown up in the palace and hadn't experienced any storms.
Out of curiosity, Ren Baqian didn't leave immediately. Instead, he went to the other cells to see the pale-looking concubines. These looked much more normal, at least much more normal than the empress.
After leaving the dungeon, Ren Baqian felt his whole body relax. The dungeon always felt a little oppressive, and even walking around in it made him feel uncomfortable.
The feeling from the outside was much better.
In particular, in order to welcome the empress's wedding and coincidentally coinciding with the New Year, many aborigines came from other places with a large number of rare items from the mountains.
There were also teams from the Jing Tribe and the Yun Nation who came to deliver gifts. Lan City was almost overcrowded.
There hadn't been such a lively time in the past two years.
As the date of the wedding approached, the atmosphere in the city became more and more cheerful. At the same time, the increase in the number of people in the city was proportional to the number of fights, making the Public Order Bureau extremely busy.
After returning to the palace, Ren Baqian reported the matter to the empress.
She looked at the computer screen and was speechless.
Ren Baqian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Your Majesty …!"
"Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty!" Ren Baqian yelled in her ear.
Bang!
Ren Baqian plastered himself to the wall again.
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