After the Hou family's mistress was reborn, the entire Hou family suffered disaster

Mammy didn't care to argue with Jiang Fuyao anymore. She quickly turned around and handed a sign out: "I am a subordinate of Princess Mu Yang. I am here to meet Mrs. Jiang. Please be accommodating."

"Mrs. Jiang?" The jailer frowned.

He took the sign and looked at it carefully.

Grandma's face was calm.

However, the jailer quickly stuffed the sign back into Mammy's hand: "No, no! Not everyone can see this Mrs. Jiang! If you want to see her, you must have a formal document!"

Mammy didn't expect that he wouldn't even show respect to the princess, and her expression froze for a moment.

However, Jiang Fuyao suddenly became smarter. She took a few steps forward, took out a heavy bag of silver from her sleeve, and whispered: "Sir, it took a lot of effort for me to come here. Please be accommodating and ask me to go in and take a look." Come on! I will just take a look, say a few words at most and then leave. I will never do anything else!"

The jailer took the purse in his hand and weighed it twice. His frown instantly relaxed.

Apparently the weight suited him well.

"Just looking?"

Jiang Fuyao nodded repeatedly: "Yes, sir, I just want to take a look!"

"Okay!" The jailer stuffed the purse into his arms with his backhand and waved his hand, "Follow me!"

After saying that, the jailer turned around, and Jiang Fuyao quickly followed him, entering the extremely narrow door with him.

After entering the door, there is a dark small hall. After going around a wall and entering another door, there is a path going down.

The road was pitch dark with no light at all, so I had to rely on the dim lamp in the prisoner's hand to barely see clearly.

Walking down the road, you can see the prison cells one after another, and an extremely unpleasant smell comes with it. Jiang Fuyao quickly picked up the handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose.

After a cursory glance, I realized that there were quite a few people inside, almost full.

These people were all dressed in rags and covered in filth, as if they were puppets that had lost their souls. They sat sluggishly. Only when they heard a noise, they would look numbly in the direction of the noise, without any trace of emotion in their eyes. Not much emotion, not even anger.

Being stared at by countless people like this, Jiang Fuyao couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

She subconsciously wanted to escape, but the circuit was dark. If the jailer hadn't taken him with him, she would have broken her head and bled.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fuyao could only take a deep breath, bite the bullet and follow the jailer, and continue walking deeper into the prison.

I don't know how long they walked, but when the handkerchief in Jiang Fuyao's hand could hardly stop the smell that was getting stronger, the jailer in front finally stopped and said, "We're here."

Jiang Fuyao quickly walked a few steps faster and stood side by side with Yu Cheng.

The moment he saw the scene in front of him clearly, Jiang Fuyao's pupils shrank.

I saw that the woman in front of me was tightly tied with a wide strip of cloth, revealing only a face that was so thin that it seemed like there was only a layer of skin left. Under the weak light, it looked very scary.

An unusually strong rancid smell hit his face, and it seemed... that it was the smell of the person in front of him.

Even though the person in front of him was his mother, Jiang Fuyao had to observe it repeatedly for a long time before he dared to confirm it.

"Fu-Fuyao?" When Mrs. Jiang opened her eyes, she was surprised to see that the person standing next to the jailer was Jiang Fuyao, "W-why are you here?"

Her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, with almost no trace of its past.

But this was indeed Mrs. Jiang's voice.

I don’t know how much a good person has suffered to be tortured like this!

Jiang Fuyao suddenly burst into tears.

She cried for a while and then said: "Mom, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I asked someone to bring me in to take a look at you."

It’s Mid-Autumn Festival...

Mrs. Jiang was in a daze for a moment.

In this dark place, Mrs. Jiang has long lost the concept of time.

Anyway, no matter it is day or night, she will be trapped here. Life is not life, death is not death.

"Mother, if you bear it for a while, I will definitely save you!" Jiang Fuyao took a step forward and said excitedly.

Mrs. Jiang smiled bitterly: "...It's not necessary, Fuyao."

She was already like this, even if she went out, she wouldn't be able to survive.

Jiang Fuyao gritted his teeth and was about to speak when the jailer beside him suddenly said: "It's almost time, it's time to go!"

Seeing Jiang Fuyao not moving, the jailer lost his patience and actually reached out to pull her.

"You are not allowed to touch her! You are not allowed to move!" Due to the restraint, Mrs. Jiang, who had not moved for several days, suddenly struggled violently, and her voice was extremely harsh, "Don't touch her with your dirty hands! She is the mistress of the Hou Mansion! You What is it! Do you dare to touch her?!"

After hearing this, the jailer really didn't dare to touch Jiang Fuyao again.

Mistress of the Hou Mansion, you really can’t mess with that.

"Mother, mother, please stop moving, be careful not to hurt yourself!" Jiang Fuyao said, tears welling up in his eyes uncontrollably, "I will come to save you, I will definitely come! Just wait for me!"

Afraid that Mrs. Jiang would hurt herself if she struggled again, she left these words and Jiang Fuyao quickly turned around and left.

Watching the faint light gradually go away, Mrs. Jiang, half of her body hanging to the ground, closed her eyes.

Because of her struggle, the pain and itch that she had been deliberately ignoring swallowed her up a thousand times more.

Mrs. Jiang gritted her teeth and endured it for a long time. It wasn't until she estimated that Jiang Fuyao had left that she screamed loudly.

On that side, Jiang Fuyao and Yu Cheng had already walked into the courtyard.

Jiang Fuyao took out another bulging purse and handed it to the jailer: "Sir, please take more care of my mother!"

This time, the jailer didn't dare to take her money: "No, no, it's one thing to take you to see her, but it's another to take care of her. This is an order from above, I don't dare to make the decision!"

After saying that, the jailer didn't stop any longer and hurriedly turned around and entered the small door.

Jiang Fuyao watched his figure disappear, then gritted his teeth and took back his purse.

Grandma, who had been waiting by the side, took two steps forward and said, "Mrs. Hou, we don't have a short time to get out, so we should go back quickly!"

Jiang Fuyao nodded and took a deep look at the small door. Then he turned around and followed Nanny, sneaking back along the way he came.

Returning to Vanity Fair where the fragrant clothes and shadows mingled with each other, Jiang Fuyao felt as if he had returned to the human world.

At this time, people had finished the food at the banquet and were walking around and laughing near the moon viewing platform.

After all, it is not easy to go to the palace, so naturally you have to take a good look around to make this trip worthwhile.

Jiang Fuyao walked through the crowd, his eyes constantly scanning around the crowd.

However, he has yet to find the person he is looking for.

Just when she was getting a little tired, she suddenly saw four people walking out on a trail not far away, talking and laughing.

Jiang Fuyao's eyes lit up and he rushed forward to greet him.