Yun Qiao's face darkened.

How long is a week?! Is it seven days like Yunguo?

No, she can't stay for a day!

"Tell him, I'm going out now! Otherwise... I will make him look good, hum!" Yun Qiao slapped the table again.

Uncle Zhang was shocked and trembled.

"Okay, Miss Xiao Qiao, I'll go out and discuss it for the President. You can wait for my news here..." Zhang Bo patiently coaxed her.

"Uh-huh."

Yun Qiao was taken back to the cell by the staff.

In a place where there was no one, Yun Qiao secretly stroked his fingers and gasped for a few breaths of air conditioning.

Damn, this broken place doesn't even have a paperweight, inkstone or pen holder. When she gets angry, she doesn't have anything to slap the table and vent her anger.

She even had to use her delicate little hands to slap the table.

Wow, it’s all red and swollen!

Sitting in the prison room angrily, she missed her imperial guard commander, Ah Sheng.

If Ah Sheng is here, that would be great.

He would find whatever she wanted and take it to her as soon as possible.

He will teach her a lesson if she doesn't like anyone she likes.

If Ah Sheng was there, how could that cheap husband dare to bully her like this? Humph, Ah Sheng would definitely help her throw the scumbag into prison and punish her hard.

Instead of sitting here pitifully now.

Alas, I don’t know whether Ah Sheng is dead or alive, and whether he fell into this strange world like her.

Now she is alone and has no support, she can only rely on herself.

Live on your own, take revenge on yourself, and rely on yourself... to find Ah Sheng, work hard to find the way home together, and return to Yun Kingdom.

The National Master of Yun Kingdom and her little palace maids are still waiting for her to go back and tease her.

She didn't see the good figure of the National Master, nor did she taste the taste of a bridal chamber, so she left her home like this. Is it really a pity?

"Get a pen for me! paper!"

Yun Qiao angrily rushed to the staff outside the prison room and ordered.

The staff's face twitched for a while.

There was no choice, so I turned around and took it to her.

Just now, General Zhang from the Presidential Office was so polite to the female prisoner and told her that they could not treat her badly. She gave her everything, took special care of her when she had to eat, and put a quilt on her to keep her warm...

It seems that this woman did not offend the Presidential Palace, but had other hidden information.

Since that's the case, of course they dare not make things difficult for Yun Qiao anymore.

Don't wait for this woman to go out one day and complain to the President, they will be in trouble.

The pen and paper were quickly taken over.

Yun Qiao sat cross-legged on the ground and began to write and draw.

"What a broken pen? The writing is so thin and the mosquito legs are so big. Who can see clearly? And this paper is as white as a ghost, much worse than the yellow silk paper in our palace. The people here are really not good, they are really uneducated..."

Yun Qiao wrote and complained.

But there was a circle of female prisoners around her.

On a cold winter night, everyone had no other meaning except sleeping. Everyone was very interested when they saw Yun Qiao visiting him and even getting paper and pen to write and draw.

"What are you writing?" Someone can't understand.

Yun Qiao pointed to the thing above, raised her chin and said proudly:

"What I wrote is a hundred ways to get my husband to divorce myself!"

Everyone: "..."

They only saw a pile of painted on the paper, pumpkins, eggplants, kidney beans, and even ants and little turtles...
Chapter completed!