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Kisaragi brought the food and placed it on the table. Seeing Gu Yuniang sitting motionless in her chair with a pale face, she already understood part of the situation.
She smiled slightly, "Make sure to rest well after eating!" With that, she gracefully left. As she reached the door, she saw a large python, as thick as a tree, hissing at her. She affectionately stroked the giant snake's head and said, "Dahuang, you did well!"
Raising an eyebrow, she thought that Lord probably wouldn't blame her for scaring his beauty. Lord had never been fond of women, but this was the first time she had seen him bring a woman back to the tiger garden.
The dungeon was a place that had not seen sunlight for years, dark and damp. Occasionally, the sound of squeaking mice could be heard. On the filthy dry grass lay a blood-stained "corpse."
With a creak, the cell door opened, and a beam of light shone in from outside. A tall figure stood in the light, imposing like a deity.
The corpse on the ground moved slightly; he struggled to lift his gaze. Upon seeing the newcomer, he expressionlessly closed his eyes again.
"Crown Prince of the Great Zhou, Yun Shuyan! Just as rumored... weak and fragile!" A mocking voice spilled from the newcomer’s lips, his chiseled face shadowed by eyes as dark as an endless night.
"Victory and defeat are common in warfare; the victor takes all. You can kill or mutilate me as you wish!" Yun Shuyan struggled to get up but only found it futile. His face was devoid of color, pale to an alarming degree.
"And what about your Consort Crown Prince? It is said that the beloved daughter of the Great Zhou Huainan Wang is stunningly beautiful. If you die, what will happen to such a beauty?" Mentioning that woman made Tian Feiyao feel an additional layer of hatred.
"Is Yuniang in your hands? What have you done to her?" Yun Shuyan anxiously tried to rise but moved too abruptly; the shackles dug painfully into his soles, contorting his face in agony.
"You can't even protect yourself; why care about her life or death? Don't worry, I won't let her die, nor will I let you die!"
However, I will make your lives worse than death!
The bloodthirsty eyes of Tian Feiyao made him look like a demon emerging from hell, and a cruel smile curled at the corners of his lips, bringing an unspoken chill.
“Hahahaha…”
That person left, but his laughter still echoed in the deep prison cell. Just thinking about the expression on his face when he left made Yun Shuyan shiver! Tian Feiyao… seemed to hate him and Yun'er to the extreme!
“Sigh…” A barely audible sigh escaped his lips. My Yun'er, what should we do now?
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