Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

Under the dim oil lamp, Yu Xiaoqiao held Lao Mu in her arms, walked down the long corridor on the slippery blue brick surface.

As she walked, she glanced at both sides. Some prisoners looked deathly pale, some were sad and lonely, and some were shouting that they were innocent. They were locked up in the innermost cell.

The early morning light shines through the large square window and onto the rotten straw mat beside the stone wall.

Yu Xiaoqiao took off Lao Mu's invisibility cloak.

Lao Mu stuck out his tongue and gasped heavily, his dark eyes growing brighter in the dim cell, and he sighed.

"In ancient times, it was very difficult to die of old age! Selling skin care products could end up in prison. Life was difficult and it was driving people to death! Ah, ah..."

Finally, he even raised his voice and sang in a low operatic voice.

"I don't know who I have offended. This guy wants to kill me." Yu Xiaoqiao murmured to himself.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of an iron chain sliding down broke the damp and deathly silence, followed by the sound of sparse footsteps.

"Dinner is ready! Dinner is ready!" the jailer shouted.

A bowl of dirty food, accompanied by a cold steamed bun, was passed in through the gap in the iron fence.

Xiao Qiao had no appetite and sat there in a daze.

Lao Mu used his front paws to dig out the food from the bowl and sniffed it for a long time with his dog nose.

"Poisonous! Weird, they are all poisons that will kill you instantly. One kind is enough to kill you, why bother putting two kinds?"

"This is great. If I am not framed to death, I will be poisoned to death. If I am not poisoned to death, I will starve to death. Alas! My reputation as a hero has been jeopardized!" Lao Mu said self-deprecatingly.

"Two kinds? Could it be that two groups of people poisoned each other separately? Who? Concubine Zhao?" Yu Xiaoqiao said with a wry smile.

Yu Xiaoqiao remembered that there was instant noodles in the space for overtime work, so she asked the jailer for hot water and secretly ate the noodles with Lao Mu. She didn't dare to add any seasoning because she was afraid of the smell.

"Lao Mu, you can just crawl through this iron railing and take a look at Zhaofei Palace?" Yu Xiaoqiao put on an invisibility cloak for it.

"Don't worry, leave it to this old dog of mine!" Lao Mu said casually.

Yu Xiaoqiao also released "Mosquito" to investigate in various palaces.

midnight.

The prison was cold and gloomy, and there seemed to be a chilly wind blowing at night. Yu Xiaoqiao curled up in a corner and fell asleep, shivering with cold in her dream.

A tall figure in a black cloak stood outside the prison door. The man stared angrily at the trembling Yu Xiaoqiao, veins visible in his fists, and his voice was as cold as ice.

"Open it! Within one stick of incense, change Miss Yu's bedding. Make sure it's thick and comfortable."

"Yes, yes! Your Highness, I will do it." Looking at the angry nobleman in front of him, Lao Yu couldn't help but tremble. He bowed and said with a trembling voice.

Li Lingyan's eyes were filled with tenderness and heartache, and he couldn't help but stroke Yu Xiaoqiao's scattered hair.

Yu Xiaoqiao seemed to sense something, rubbed her eyes, and called out in a trance: "Li Lingyan?"

"You are really amazing. After just one night, you were sent to the Royal Prison!" Li Lingyan quickly withdrew his hand, hiding his concern in his eyes, and said jokingly.

Yu Xiaoqiao chuckled twice and said with a wry smile, "Is it snowing outside?"

"Ah?" Li Lingyan was confused.

"If Dou E appeared in Daxin, how could there be snow in June?" Yu Xiaoqiao pouted and waved her hand.

Li Lingyan smiled faintly, "Why are you so unlucky! I can take you with me no matter what happens."

"It's really unlucky! It's okay. It's better to be in trouble than to worry about it yourself." Yu Xiaoqiao shrugged and smiled.

Li Lingyan shook his head and sighed: "Is there anything I can help you with? Tell me! I owe you my life anyway!"

"Be sure to keep the body of the baby born by Concubine Zhao." Yu Xiaoqiao said "Oh" meaningfully, and suddenly thought of something, and said it seriously.

Li Lingyan said cheerfully: "Okay, I'll try my best!"

At this time, the old jailer had brought new bedding.

Li Lingyan handed the bedding to Yu Xiaoqiao and said nonchalantly, "I'm leaving first. If there's anything, ask the old jailer to pass on the message."

After Li Lingyan left, Yu Xiaoqiao fell into deep thought and whispered, "Break the situation, how do we break it..."

Then he murmured, "Tomorrow's worries will come tomorrow, sleep is important!"

So, I fell asleep.

The next day, early morning.

Yu Xiaoqiao sat against the wall in a corner of the cell, holding his forehead with one hand and closing his eyes in meditation.

"Yu Xiaoqiao——"

Yu Xiaoqiao raised her head, stroked her hair slightly, and said self-deprecatingly: "See, I have a bad temper and cause a lot of trouble. I'm calling off the marriage to avoid involving you."

"No retreat." Si Wenming said lightly.

As he said this, he handed her the box of food.

Yu Xiaoqiao opened the food box and saw her favorite scallion rabbit. She immediately smiled and said, "Great! Let's have a big meal and at least die of fullness!"

"You won't die." Si Wenming frowned and said coldly.

Seeing his serious expression, Yu Xiaoqiao suddenly laughed out loud, "Ha, the underworld is better than Si Mansion. Maybe the King of Hell looks better than you."

Si Wenming raised the corners of his lips slightly and glanced at Yu Xiaoqiao, "Even if I die, I will be buried in the Si family's ancestral tomb!"

Yu Xiaoqiao held onto the prison wall and pretended to knock on it, shouting, "What a sin! Help! Even death won't free me."

Si Wenming couldn't help but smile, then he said solemnly: "It involves the death of the prince. The Imperial Hospital found a drug that can cause abortion in the skin care products."

Yu Xiaoqiao saw the dark circles under his eyes and guessed that he must have obtained this news after investigating all night.

"Someone drugged and killed the prince and framed me? This is too horrible. Even giving birth to a child can lead to an injustice!" Yu Xiaoqiao murmured and speculated, and couldn't help but sigh.

Si Wenming said softly: "Don't be afraid, the worst that can happen is a prison break!"

Although his voice was soft, it was firm and decisive, and judging from his expression, he didn't seem to be joking!

Yu Xiaoqiao's heart was moved, and she replied: "I'm not afraid. The person who can kill me is still in the womb."

At this moment, Si Wenming glanced at the leftover food on the side and inserted the silver needle he carried with him into the food, and the silver needle instantly turned black.

Si Wenming's expression was frozen and his face was gloomy.

"Highly poisonous! Heartbreak grass and datura!" Yu Xiaoqiao said softly, downplaying it.

"Mandragora? Mandragora again!" Si Wenming frowned, his face extremely gloomy, and he fell into deep thought.

"Master, the poison in the hairpin is Mandragora!"

When he was thirteen, he found out the cause of his mother's death.

"My dear, the prettier a woman is, the scarier she is, like a mandragora."

My mother’s last words before she died were like a silk thread, entangled in my heart for more than ten years.

After a while.

Si Wenming took the bedding from the servant's arms, spread it out carefully, and said, "It's cold in the prison."

Yu Xiaoqiao felt a little embarrassed, and her ears turned red.

Si Wenming asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Oh, my family will send it to you." Yu Xiaoqiao politely declined.

Si Wenming said calmly: "It has been arranged."

Yu Xiaoqiao looked at Si Wenming going away, her lips slightly pursed with a complicated expression.

During this period, Yu Chuwan visited Yu Xiaoqiao twice, brought her some food and clean clothes, and told her the inside story that her father had found out.

It was said that the second wife had found the person who had swapped the goods and the goods had been properly placed.

Yu Chuwan saw that Yu Xiaoqiao was in good spirits except for looking a little tired. She could tell jokes, so she forced a smile to reassure her sister.

She firmly believed that there was nothing difficult that her sister could not handle.

Yu Xiaoqiao felt relieved as she watched Chu Wan grow up overnight.

For several days, no one was brought to trial.

A few days later, the case was transferred to the Dali Temple.

Yu Xiaoqiao stood on the cool stone slab. Zhou Zhili, the Minister of Dali Temple, sat majestically in the court. On both sides were two rows of punishment sticks.

A shout of threat was heard, and the master shouted: "Bold suspect, why don't you kneel?"

"Although I have no merit, I have a title, so I don't need to kneel." Yu Xiaoqiao said calmly.

Zhou Zhili curled his lips, glanced at Yu Xiaoqiao, and said in a deep voice: "Master Liu, although Miss Yu has been canonized, she has been raised in Suzhou since she was a child and has not yet received the canonization ceremony. Is this true?"

“Your Excellency, I, Xiaoqiao, have not undergone the ceremony of receiving the title and do not have any title. According to the laws of this dynasty, I must kneel in the court to be tried.” Master Liu straightened his shirt, stood up and saluted.

"Kneel—kneel—" the punishment sticks hit the ground and the shouts were deafening.