In the next few days, although Feng Jiuqing was still wrapped in a cloak and sitting in the prison car, she never spoke a word again.

Her treatment returned to what it was before, with an empty tent and cold dry food. At first, Feng Jiuqing got out of the prison van, but later she didn't even bother to get out of the prison van. When it got dark, she just wrapped her cloak and slept in the prison van.

Sometimes, by the time she wakes up, everyone has already set off.

Not to mention the soldiers following behind, even Nangong Ling looked at Feng Jiuqing from time to time.

Feng Jiuqing was just wrapped in her cloak, leaning on the prison car, looking quietly into the distance with her eyes, as if she was asleep, but she seemed not!

Nearing the imperial capital, Nangong Ling personally added a lock to the prison car. Nangong Ling originally thought that Feng Jiuqing would jump up and call his name to argue with him, but to his surprise, Feng Jiuqing just brushed her off.

He locked his eyes and averted his eyes.

Nangong Ling stood outside the prison car, looked at Feng Jiuqing quietly for a while, then turned and left.

The army did not enter the city, but was stationed at the military camp outside the city. The only people who followed Nangong Ling into the city were a group of generals, the prison car holding Feng Jiuqing, and the wise words of White Lotus along the way.

Just as he walked into the city gate, a group of people suddenly appeared out of nowhere, ranging from eighty-year-old old men and women to seven- or eight-year-old children. Everyone was carrying a basket and looking at them with resentment.

Feng Jiuqing, who was in the prison car, threw the egg in her hand hard.

"It's her, she's a spy from the Western Regions."

"Witch, if it weren't for her, we wouldn't have lost more than twenty cities in vain, kill her!"

"Kill the witch, kill the witch!"

Everyone shouted in unison while throwing things in their hands at Feng Jiuqing, including eggs, rotten vegetable leaves, stones, and a few arrows shot from nowhere.

This scene caught everyone by surprise. By the time Nangong Ling ordered someone to protect the prison van, almost all the items in the baskets had been thrown away, but the shouting of "Kill the witch" did not stop. Not only did it not stop, but

The situation became more and more intense, and there were even a few big men holding knives and charging towards the prison car.

But Feng Jiuqing was not as embarrassed as everyone imagined. Almost as soon as the first egg was thrown over, she wrapped herself tightly in the cloak, not even a finger was exposed.

Dozens of soldiers surrounded the prison van, blocking the big man with the knife. The scene was a little out of control for a moment.

As the protagonist, Feng Jiuqing calmly opened her cloak, looked at the eggs on the cloak, threw the cloak in the prison car with some disgust, glanced at the things in the prison car, picked up a carrot, and rubbed it on her clothes.

Rub it, open your mouth and take a bite.

Everyone: "..."

Nangong Ling: "..."

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the big man rushing towards the prison car with a knife. No one noticed that in the distant attic, an arrow and crossbow was pointed at Feng Jiuqing.

Sharp arrows suddenly shot out from the attic, piercing the sky and shooting fiercely towards Feng Jiuqing. However, when they approached Feng Jiuqing, they were shot down by a feather arrow. Although the feather arrow saved Feng Jiuqing's life,

But there was a trace of blood on Que Feng Jiuqing's fair face.

Feng Jiuqing held the carrot and raised her eyes slightly to look at the person who shot the arrow.

Nangong Ling threw the bow in his hand to Zhang Jing, and rode to the prison car. Under the astonished eyes of everyone, he drew his sword and struck the iron chain tied to the prison car. The iron chain broke with a sound, and Nangong Ling returned the sword to its sheath.

Then he looked coldly at Feng Jiuqing in the prison car.

"If you don't want to die, just come out!"

Feng Jiuqing hesitated for a moment before opening the door of the prison car. However, before her feet even touched the ground, she was picked up by someone and placed on a horse.

The cold wind blew past her face, bringing with it a hint of coolness. It was not until she was gradually far away from the crowd that Feng Jiuqing realized that she was still holding a carrot she had taken a bite out of. There was some pain on her cheeks, but she was nowhere near behind her.

The armor hurt her, and it hit her heart.

The horse stopped at the gate of Prince Sheng's Mansion. Nangong Ling raised his hand and pushed Feng Jiuqing off the horse. He looked at the people waiting at the gate of the Prince's Mansion and said coldly.

"The princess has lost her moral character and will be taken to the dungeon starting today. She is not allowed to step out of the dungeon without my permission!"

Feng Jiuqing endured it and climbed up from the ground. All she saw was the figure of a man riding on horseback, wearing armor and walking away.

…

The dark and damp dungeon smelled of mold, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air. A small window on the wall let in bright light, which added a touch of warmth to the dungeon. Outside

The cold wind was still blowing.

Feng Jiuqing sat on the hay, staring up at the palm-sized window on the wall in a daze.

Nowadays, she can be regarded as a tiger in peace and bullied by a dog. It can be seen from the city gate that the people of Dayan hate her to the core, but this is not surprising, who made her a spy in the Western Regions!

Sitting and waiting for death has never been her style. Now she has only two options, either wait here and wait for the original owner, "Brother Xiye" who just took away the fourteen cities of Dayan, to come to save her, or she can do it herself.

Find a way to escape, hide your name from now on, and travel around the world.

But she was more inclined to the latter. What happened to Xiao Huzi told him that ancient people... couldn't believe it!

It was the second day since Feng Jiuqing woke up again. There was still a cold wind blowing outside, and wind and snow were drifting in from the window. The entire dungeon was eerily quiet. There was no sound, and the only thing that could be heard was the cold wind outside.

Howling, like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.

Normally, Feng Jiuqing would not believe in ghosts and gods, but with her "ghost", she always felt a little scared.

With a "bang", the cell door was opened, and a fat man, like a hill, limped over with a wooden bucket. When he saw Feng Jiuqing, his eyes showed disgust, resentment, and pity.

All in all, it's a bit complicated.

"time to eat!"

The man shouted in a rough voice, then threw in a steamed bun and a bowl of white porridge without a grain of rice.

Looking at the man, scattered images flashed through Feng Jiuqing's mind.

The lady in coarse clothes dragged a fat and slightly clumsy man standing in front of her... No, standing in front of the original owner, begging the original owner to accept the man to work in Prince Sheng's Mansion. The original owner may have a kind heart, or maybe his thoughts are not there.

Prince Sheng's Mansion agreed to let the woman stay and help in the kitchen.

The woman is the cook in the palace's kitchen, and the man is the man in front of her.

With the sound of the door closing, the entire prison became quiet again.

Looking at the steamed buns and the cold white porridge in front of her, although it was a bit cold, it was not difficult to swallow. Feng Jiu ate the steamed buns and the white porridge, barely having a full meal.

For the next three days, Feng Jiuqing didn't see anyone except the man who came to deliver food every day. This feeling gave her the illusion of being forgotten by everyone. The weather outside suddenly turned sunny, and there were subtle changes.

The sunlight shone in through the window, it was very bright.

There was a "bang" sound from the cell door.

Thinking it was a man coming to deliver food, Feng Jiuqing didn't think much about it. She stared at the cell in front of her, calculating whether she could get out of the gap.

Just as Feng Jiuqing squeezed her head out of the gap, a cold breath came towards her face. She subconsciously looked towards the exit and saw Nangong Ling in a python robe. It must be said that she was wearing armor.
Chapter completed!