Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

Chu Ziyu was still shaking violently, dodging her hands and sobbing continuously.

Empress Dowager Liu patiently coaxed him in what she considered a gentle tone, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid... Your Majesty is here, no one dares to hit you... Good child, tell Your Majesty, what do you remember? Who made you like this? Is it... Lin Ci'an?"

"No... no! My husband... my husband is a good man! He... he gives me candied fruit... hugs me... doesn't hit Ayu... he is a good man!"

Empress Dowager Liu was stunned by his sudden defense of Lin Ci'an, and then she became furious!

This idiot actually spoke for his enemy?!

The disguised kindness on her face could hardly be suppressed, and she forced a twisted smile: "Okay, okay, he is a good man... Mother will take you to see some good things, and you will understand after seeing them... Come, follow Mother."

She no longer hesitated and almost half-forced Chu Ziyu to get up from the couch.

Chu Ziyu struggled, still muttering "My husband is a good man" and "No", but was forcibly held down by Empress Dowager Liu and the two trusted maids she brought with her who came in after hearing the noise.

Empress Dowager Liu was familiar with the place (after all, she had been in the palace for many years and knew some hidden corners), and she actually brought Chu Ziyu to a remote palace garden not far from the bedroom.

This place looks abandoned, but in fact there is a secret passage inside, leading to a secret room that has been prepared long ago and is never seen by the sun.

It was Empress Dowager Liu who accidentally saw Lin Ci'an coming here, and it took a lot of manpower to find out.

It was secretly built by Lin Ci'an when he first took control of power and his inner paranoia and evilness reached their peak.

At that time, he only wanted to imprison Chu Ziyu completely and take him for himself. In this cold stone chamber, there were even black iron chains and shackles that had been made but not yet used. The air was filled with an old and cold smell.

"have a look!"

Empress Dowager Liu pushed Chu Ziyu in front of the chains, her voice filled with a vengeful pleasure.

"This is the place your good 'husband' prepared for you! Do you see clearly? He has wanted to lock you up here like an animal for a long time! This is his true face!"

The cold touch pierced through the thin clothes and penetrated the skin. The air was filled with a decayed and oppressive smell, and there were chains that were obviously used to imprison people, shining with a cold light...

Chu Ziyu's pupils suddenly contracted, his body stiffened, and his face turned as pale as paper in an instant!

"what--!"

He let out a scream of extreme terror and stepped back violently, his whole body shaking like a sieve, tears streaming down his face. "No... Don't! Take it away! Take it away! Wuuuuu..."

He seemed to be completely defeated, curled up on the ground, crying so hard that he could hardly breathe. The little bit of defense he had offered for Lin Ci'an was completely drowned out by the huge fear.

Empress Dowager Liu looked at his devastated appearance and finally smiled with satisfaction.

"Now you know you're afraid?"

She squatted down, her tone filled with cold temptation, "So, you must listen to what Mother says, understand? Only Mother truly cares about you."

She signaled the nanny to help the almost collapsed Chu Ziyu up. Chu Ziyu seemed to have his soul taken away, letting himself be manipulated, his eyes empty, filled with endless fear.

Empress Dowager Liu pretended to comfort him a few more times, then personally sent him back to the warm room of the bedroom, covered him with a quilt, and looking at his distraught and obviously frightened appearance, she sneered in her heart.

(Now, you should know who to fear and who to listen to, right?)

She left contentedly, believing that she had successfully planted the seed of fear of Lin Ci in Chu Ziyu's heart.

Little did she know that after she left, Chu Ziyu, who was curled up in the quilt, although his body was still trembling slightly because of the real shock just now, a trace of icy clarity and mockery quickly flashed across his empty eyes.

(So... he even prepared something like this.)

(Very good...I accept this "gift".)

Chu Ziyu slowly closed his eyes and buried his face in the pillow that still held Lin Ci'an's scent. His voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible: "Xiao An is so disobedient."