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Chapter 116: Taking the Concubine to Prison

Ling Huaici let Qinghan sit on the horse's back, and he held the reins and walked slowly.

After calming down, he suddenly realized that since the first time they met, she had always called him "Master Governor" and never called him "Master Xie"...

It was as if something strange that he had never felt before quietly emerged in his heart, but Ling Huaici didn't know what it was at that time...

His mind was full of thoughts, but he was suddenly brought back to reality by Qing Han's cold and sarcastic remark: "Lord Ling, if you continue like this, I'm afraid you may not be able to return to the palace by this time tomorrow!"

Ling Huaici was stunned, but the tangled thoughts in his mind suddenly became clear. He said, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty." He mounted the horse and said, "Go!" With a sound of his legs clenched together, the colt rode the wind and galloped all the way.

Ling Huaici thought Qinghan would feel uncomfortable, but she didn't. Then he thought of the daughter of a military general and was amused by his own thoughts.

When Qing Han was tightly pressed against Ling Huaici, he could hear her strong heartbeat, which was obviously out of rhythm.

It seems that everything tonight is worth it!

She was in a good mood, and with the evening breeze, she hadn't felt so free in a long time, it was great!

"How does your Majesty feel?" Ling Huaici asked as he felt her back gradually relax.

Qing Han's lips curled up, but when she thought that they were on their way back to the palace, she couldn't help but think of that dance, and she felt a little annoyed. She muttered quietly: "It would be better if we didn't have to learn that striptease!"

Ling Huaici was shocked by her bold remarks. This woman always said things that were unexpected!

They were silent all the way back to Kunning Palace, and heard Shuzhu say that the little fox suddenly escaped. Huo Yige ordered all the imperial guards to look for it. Later, Huo Yige came to Kunning Palace, but was refused entry by Huaju on the grounds that "the queen was unwell and had gone to bed a long time ago". Huo Yige was furious and ordered people to take Huaju to the imperial prison.

Upon hearing this, Qing Han changed her clothes without saying a word and went to the imperial study next door.

Huo Yige was having a headache when he heard Xiao Shunzi come to report: "Your Majesty, Concubine An wants to see you!"

Huo Yige was so annoyed that he didn't even finish listening to him. He interrupted him directly: "No, no, no, no! I have said it so many times, no matter who comes..."

“Your Majesty!” Qing Han rushed into the room and smiled, “I was so impatient waiting that I came in by myself!”

Huo Yige rubbed his brows and said, "Aren't you feeling unwell? Have you rested a long time ago?"

Qing Han sneered: "Yes, but even if I was unwell, the emperor still took away my personal maid, which made me feel very uncomfortable..."

Huo Yige stared at her for a long time, and finally just said: "She will be back tomorrow, you don't have to worry."

Qing Han lowered her eyes to hide the emotions in them, and when she raised them again, she was clear-headed. She said calmly, "Hua Ju has a good massage technique passed down from her ancestors. I've been suffering from back and shoulder pain lately, and I really need her now..."

Hearing this, Huo Yige pressed the tip of his tongue against his back teeth and shouted, "Someone, take the imperial concubine to the prison!"

When Huo Yige was imprisoned for the first time, although he had prepared in advance, he had never experienced this before. The gloomy environment here still made him have a physiological reaction and wanted to vomit...

How did he feel at that time? His heartbeat accelerated, his palms began to sweat, his throat became dry, and the smell of blood filled the air, which was really disgusting.

Thinking of this, he looked at Qinghan playfully, with a hint of anticipation in his heart.

He wanted to know how his concubine would react in such an environment.

Would she share his own nervousness and insecurity, or would she reveal a side of herself that would impress him?

Under the guidance of Xiao Shunzi, Qinghan came to the imperial prison. Looking at the bronze door in front of him, Qinghan said coldly: "Open the door!"

Xiao Shunzi didn't dare to delay, so he stepped forward to open the door and respectfully made way.

Qinghan's expression was calm, his eyes revealed determination, and he strode over the threshold, each step more resolute than the last.

She didn't seem to be affected by the surrounding environment, which made Huo Yige in the dark even more curious about her. He curled his lips and said, "Interesting! Thank you, my beloved concubine seems to be more interesting than I thought!"

Ling Huaici stood beside him and didn't say anything.

Huaju is his, he doesn't believe she doesn't know about it, so he went to the prison personally this time, was it just to save Huaju?

Or...she has planned something...

Huo Yige was looking forward to her next move, as if he was waiting for a wonderful performance.

Qing Han felt a chill in his heart as he stepped into the prison. In the dark passage, miserable cries and vicious curses echoed, like a sonata from hell.

With every step she took, the smell of blood and stench became stronger, irritating Qinghan's nasal cavity and making her almost nauseous.

The torches on the walls flickered faintly, barely illuminating the road ahead, while the shadows seemed to hide endless fear.

The jailer led the way with an expressionless face, as he was used to seeing all this. Qing Han followed closely behind him, feeling increasingly depressed.

She didn't know what kind of torture Huaju had suffered in such an environment, and it was even more difficult for her to imagine her current predicament. Her heart was filled with worry.

Finally, they came to the cell where Huaju was. Qinghan looked at the small and dark space, and seemed to see Huaju's painful figure.

She took a deep breath, clenched her hands into fists, and tried not to explode before rushing in.

When the jailer who was torturing Qing Han saw him, he put down the instruments of torture and bowed respectfully, saying, "Greetings, Your Majesty!"

When she saw Huaju, bloodied and chained to a cross, hanging in mid-air, she could no longer suppress her anger. She squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth: "Put her down!"

The jailer hesitated: "But..."

Qing Han gave a look and the jailer instantly felt a suffocating sensation on his neck, followed by a strong sense of oppression. Even Lord Xie or the Emperor did not feel such a strong sense of oppression.

He didn't dare to delay at all, and immediately stood up and bowed, saying: "Yes! You guys, follow me!"

In a moment, Huaju was rescued and collapsed on the ground. Qinghan caught her accurately. Huaju tried to avoid her and said weakly: "My lady, please stay away from me. I am...dirty..."

Qing Han's heart skipped a beat. He said nothing, but held her tightly and asked, "Do you still have the strength?"

Huaju was not a real maid after all, and her physical strength was better than theirs. She was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then nodded.

Qing Han picked up the torture device that the jailer had dropped and handed it to her: "Who hit you? How many times did they hit you? How severe were they? Now hit me back twice as hard!"

Upon hearing this, the jailer knelt down in fear and begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, please spare my life. I am only doing my duty according to your order. Your Majesty, please spare my life!"

Qing Han was not moved at all, and said one word: "Fight!"

Huaju looked at Qinghan with gratitude. From the moment she rushed in, Huaju decided privately that as long as Qinghan did not violate the master's bottom line, she would protect her until death...

Holding the whip tightly in her hand, she forced herself to stand up and swung it with all her strength. The jailer screamed and fell to the ground. He saw Huo Yige through the gap in the wall.

The latter just watched everything in front of him coldly. The jailer was very considerate and knew that he had to be beaten, so he tried his best to protect his face and endured the torture that followed.

Qing Han watched all this coldly. She knew someone was observing her behavior behind her back, but she still did not restrain herself at all.

Huaju was a little exhausted from the beating, but she still held the whip tightly and refused to let go. Qinghan took it from her and comforted her, "You sit here first, and I'll take care of the rest!"

Huaju thought that Qinghan was about to end, and there was a hint of loneliness in her eyes.

But she didn't expect the next scene. At this moment, her admiration for Qinghan was so great that she even looked down on Ling Huaici.

Qing Han swung the whip nimbly, drawing a shadow in the sky, as if cutting through the air. After a rustling sound, the whip fell on the jailer.

The jailer had originally only moaned softly, but this time he let out a sound like a pig being slaughtered, and with just one whip, his skin and flesh were torn to pieces.

But Qing Han, who had taken action, simply said calmly: "This whip is a summary of Hua Ju's previous attacks."

The jailer raised his whip and hit him again. This time, the jailer's bones could be seen faintly. He no longer had the strength to shout and seemed to have fainted from the pain.

Qing Han just said leisurely: "This whip is purely obsessive-compulsive, and the main purpose is to strictly enforce double! I was going to give you another one to beat you for moving me privately, but considering that you are only following orders, you should be careful!"

Qinghan threw away the whip that had been stained with blood, turned around, bent down and picked up Huaju, and the series of movements were smooth and flowing.

Huaju looked at her steadily. At this moment, Qinghan's status in her heart had far surpassed Ling Huaici's, and she had even rebuilt a tall building!