Only seven days left to live? She goes crazy and kills

There was a sound of footsteps ahead.

The second wife and the third wife of the Sheng family walked towards this side with frightened expressions, followed by two guards.

"The eldest princess." As they approached, the second lady knelt down and saluted, lowered her eyebrows and said, "I heard that the eldest princess was poisoned. Miss Shen kept shouting in the dungeon that she had the antidote in her hand. Why don't the eldest princess ask her to try it?" Give it a try, maybe you can really cure the poison?"

Yan Donghuang looked at her: "The Sheng family hopes that I will die now, but the second lady hopes that I can detoxify?"

The second lady lowered her head and said in a frightened and cautious tone: "No one knows why a good wedding turned into this. But I know that the eldest princess has been wronged, but I don't know how to resolve the resentment in the eldest princess's heart. She just Please don’t hurt innocent people, princess.”

Yan Donghuang said calmly: "You guys go back."

Now that he has rebelled, it is impossible not to harm innocent people.

She could only try not to implicate innocent people.

The second lady and the third lady turned and left.

The second and third bedrooms of the Sheng family were separated from Zhenguo Gong. Mrs. Sheng originally wanted to prevent the second and third bedrooms from taking advantage.

The two families that were separated could only live a pretty good life. Although they were far from the Duke's Mansion, they had never been in such a miserable state.

Yan Donghuang turned around and said calmly: "Let's go to the dungeon and have a look."

It was now dark, and the patrolling guards lit torches, illuminating the entire Princess's mansion as brightly as day.

The dungeon was narrow and dark, filled with a damp, stuffy and sour smell. Only the lights hanging above the walls on both sides gave off a dim light.

Feng Yaoguang followed her, frowning: "It's really inappropriate for Your Highness to come to this kind of place in person."

"I'm here to see if there is any dog-eating-dog drama." Yan Donghuang said calmly, "If so, it's just a good time to watch the drama."

Feng Yaoguang stopped talking after hearing this.

Sheng Jing'an and Shen Yun were both felons, but they were locked up together in the innermost part of the dungeon. After going down the stone steps of the west gate, they had to pass through several narrow stone doors.

I heard a voice from afar: "Doctor, you must treat my son's injury well. He is the Duke of the Kingdom. After these few days pass, we will return to the Duke's Mansion. You... you must treat him well." I will definitely thank you a lot when the time comes.”

Yan Donghuang paused slightly.

The doctor who treated Shengjingshan's injuries was a military doctor in the Qingluan Army. Hearing this, he said coldly: "Old madam, you don't have to have high hopes. If you are lucky, this dungeon will be your permanent residence from now on; if you are not lucky, Okay, maybe he will be taken to Caishikou and beheaded in a few days. Do you expect you to pay a lot of money to thank me?"

"You...you are so presumptuous!" The old lady didn't know whether she was angry or frustrated, but she couldn't help but put on the airs of the Duke's wife again, "The Holy One will never allow us to be beheaded if he puts us in a high position. As long as Yan Donghuang dies, the country will The palace will soon be restored to its former glory!"

Feng Yaoguang's face suddenly turned cold, and the anger in his eyes flashed away.

He was about to go in and teach the old shrew a lesson when he saw Yan Donghuang turning to look at him with an extremely calm look, obviously not taking the old shrew's words to heart.

But as these words fell, a familiar scream suddenly sounded: "Ah!"

"What are you doing?" the old lady screamed and asked, her tone mixed with shock and anger, "You quack doctor, do you want to kill the Duke?!"

"Sorry, Mrs. Sheng spoke too loudly just now, which shocked me and accidentally hurt the Duke."

Yan Donghuang took a few steps forward, bent down and passed through the last stone door, and saw Sheng Jing'an lying on the broken bed and shivering. I don't know what the military doctor used, but it hurt so much that he couldn't even speak. His whole figure looked like It's like being fished out of water.

Yan Donghuang glanced past the prison.

The disheveled Sheng Jing'an and the disheveled Shen Yun were locked up together, while the two aunts and daughters of the Sheng family were locked up with Mrs. Sheng.

The cells in the dungeon are not spacious to begin with. It is just fine for one person to live in one room, but it will inevitably become crowded if several people live together.

But there's nothing we can do about it.

The eldest princess's dungeon was not big in the first place, and could not be compared with the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. It also imprisoned Chu Shangshu's family, so they could only squeeze in.

"The wounds on the Duke's body have been treated with medicine." The military doctor stood up with the medicine box and left a paper bag. "There are crushed herbs inside. Men and women are not intimate. The Duke's office will give it to you later." Let’s take medicine for my wife.”

Leaving these words behind, he bent down and walked out of the cell. He looked up and saw Yan Donghuang and Feng Yaoguang who had arrived at an unknown time.

"Your Highness, Princess." The military doctor was surprised, "What are you doing in such a dirty place?"

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Sheng in the cell on the left and Sheng Jing'an in the cell on the right were both startled. Then they stood up hurriedly as if they had taken some medicine, opened the cell door and looked at Yan Donghuang.

"Shut up if you don't know how to speak, a doctor! Why else is the eldest princess here? Of course it's to see her husband." Mrs. Sheng finished angrily and turned to look at Yan Donghuang, "Eldest princess, eldest princess Your Highness, please let Jing An out. I promise not to cause any trouble for you in the future, and I will never set rules for you... Your Highness and Jing An are already married. You are husband and wife, Your Royal Highness the eldest princess... "

Yan Donghuang didn't speak, just looked at her calmly.

Feng Yaoguang listened silently to what Mrs. Sheng said. For the first time, she wondered if she had been hugged by the wrong person in her middle age. Logically speaking, at such an old age, she shouldn't be so innocent.

"Donghuang." Sheng Jingan looked at her through the cell door, his eyes were complicated, like regret, like grief, "Have you calmed down?"

This sentence made Feng Yaoguang laugh out loud.

He walked past Donghuang and leisurely outside the cell, looking at Sheng Jingan's eyes with hidden expectations: "Duke of Zhenguo... You are also the Duke of Zhenguo after all. Although the title of Duke of Zhenguo was obtained by relying on the military merits and marriage of the eldest princess, you shouldn't say such ridiculous words, right?"

"You--" Sheng Jingan looked at him coldly, "I'm talking to my wife, and you, an outsider, have the right to interrupt?"

"Wife?" Feng Yaoguang's eyes turned cold, and he pushed the door open and stepped into the cell, grabbing his head and banging it against the cell door, "Who is your wife? Are you still dreaming? Tell me, who is your wife?!"

Bang bang bang!

Sheng Jingan's head banged against the cell door again and again, making him dizzy, and soon warm blood flowed from his forehead.

"What are you doing?!" Old Madam Sheng seemed to be stunned. It took her a while to react and she shouted, "Jing'an is the Duke of the current dynasty. You are committing treason and murdering a first-class Duke! Stop it! Stop it!"

Yan Donghuang watched this scene coldly and did not speak to stop it.

Feng Yaoguang grabbed Sheng Jing'an's hair and hit him hard for the last time before suddenly letting go and throwing him to the ground.

Shen Yun sat in the corner with her hair disheveled, watching this scene indifferently, but her trembling voice and the urge to suppress screaming showed her inner fear.

She shivered and looked at Yan Donghuang anxiously.

"Jing'an! Jing'an!" Madam Sheng slammed the prison door and kept calling her son, "Jing'an, are you okay? Jing'an!"

Sheng Jing'an opened his eyes from the chaos, blood was flowing on his face, and his voice was hoarse: "Donghuang, we are married, I... I like you, we have been childhood sweethearts for many years, have you forgotten? You promised the late emperor and father that we will live a good life and let the Duke's Mansion pass down from generation to generation..."

Yan Donghuang looked at him, his eyebrows were beautiful and cold: "This palace is poisoned and dying, I wonder if you have any ideas, let's let the Duke's Mansion pass down from generation to generation together?"