Bai Qingyan went out to meet Wang Jianghai in the prison. She ordered everyone in the household not to leak any information, especially not to let the Eldest Princess and the second madam, Mrs. Liu, know.
Chun Tao helped Bai Qingyan into the carriage. She originally wanted to go along, but the eldest young lady instructed her to find Bai Jinzhi instead. Chun Tao could only repeatedly remind the eldest young lady to be careful, with tears in her eyes as she watched the carriage go far.
Inside the carriage, Bai Qingyan, pale and bloodless, closed her eyes, fingers rubbing her fourth uncle’s jade pendant, with red, moist eyes.
She would rather that Wang Jianghai told her that her fourth uncle was still alive, kept by King Xian or imprisoned by Wang Jianghai as a reserve force.
She would rather Wang Jianghai use her fourth uncle to threaten her into doing anything, anything at all!
As long as... her fourth uncle was still alive.
Grandfather must bless it. Her fourth uncle must still be alive!
As long as her fourth uncle was alive, and came to play chess with her again, she would never again disdain her uncle’s poor chess skills and refuse to play with him. She would be patient and play chess with him, definitely... let him happily win once.
Bai Qingyan’s carriage moved slowly, while Lu Ping rode ahead to arrange things at the prison. By the time Bai Qingyan arrived, Lu Ping was already waiting at the prison gate.
Two lonely paper lanterns swayed with the wind before the prison gate. The dim light made the old and new prison gate appear even more eerie.
Lu Ping helped the cloaked and hooded Bai Qingyan down from the carriage and led her into the prison.
In the dark, damp prison, dim oil lamps flickered on the walls, and occasional cries made the prison seem even more sinister.
Wang Jianghai sat cross-legged on the moldy straw, his pale, dry lips tightly pressed together. He knew his days were numbered.
That day, Bai Qingyan had ridden fast, with the horse trampling on him, injuring his heart and lungs. Who would get a doctor for the rebels?
Now, Wang Jianghai could only sit here cross-legged, relying on sheer willpower to hold on.
No matter what, Wang Jianghai had to save his son.
Xiao Wang managed to get a bowl of cold water from the prison guard after much begging and hurriedly brought it to Wang Jianghai, saying, "Father... drink some water first." ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
A few days ago, he had been shot in the collarbone. Now the wound was festering, causing unbearable pain. But he couldn’t show it to avoid worrying his father. He forced a smile at his father.
Wang Jianghai’s slightly cloudy and bloodshot eyes glanced at his son. He took a sip of water from his son’s hand and said, "When the Princess of Zhen comes, no matter what I say, don’t make a sound. I will ensure your safety!"
Just as Wang Jianghai finished speaking, they heard footsteps approaching. He looked up in the direction of the sound. Soon... he saw Lu Ping leading a slender figure in a black cloak and hood appear at the prison gate.
Xiao Wang General instinctively straightened up to protect his father, but Wang Jianghai patted his arm, signaling him to help him up.
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