The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

It was chilly in Kyoto in late January. Wen Qingcheng was used to the warmth of the room, so she felt like she was in an ice cellar when she suddenly came to the cold cell. There was no proper bed, so she had to curl up on the brick bed, which was covered with a thin layer of hay mixed with rat droppings, which was cold, hard and smelly.

Fortunately, there was a thermal insulation suit made of special material in Wen Qingcheng's space. Wen Qingcheng took it out secretly, found a secret place, and put it on inside the loose prisoner uniform. Only then did she feel much more comfortable.

Wen Qingcheng knew that Wang Yunxi was missing, and the He family's third branch would definitely look for her, but she didn't expect that they would find her so quickly. If the third prince couldn't get her, he would definitely destroy her. Now that she was in prison, it was a good opportunity for the third prince and others to take action. Now her only hope was that the queen mother and the virtuous concubine could prolong her life. The queen mother also had to use her to treat Princess Yanyue. As long as she was not executed immediately, there was still hope.

While he was thinking, the cell door was opened, and the old man bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you, Admiral, why did you come here in person? Please."

"There's nothing for you to do here, go down."

The person who came was none other than Admiral Xie Lin of the Infantry Command Office. He was the head of the highest security agency in Kyoto and a member of the Third Prince's camp. Wen Qingcheng got off the straw couch, walked to Xie Lin's front, and bowed: "Greetings, Lord Xie."

Xie Lin looked at Wen Qingcheng in front of him, and looked her up and down. She was wearing a prison uniform that wrapped around her exquisite body, with a fair face and delicate features. Although she was imprisoned, she was calm and composed, without any panic that caused her to lose her composure.

"Miss Wen is so courageous and brave. She can remain so calm even after being arrested and imprisoned for murder." Xie Lin nodded and said with admiration.

There was no smile on Wen Qingcheng's face. She thought, the Third Prince's men arrived so quickly. What did it mean that Xie Lin, such a high-ranking official, came to the prison to see her in person? If there was really conclusive evidence to prove that Wen Qingcheng killed Wang Yunxi, she would have been sentenced and executed long ago.

As her mind turned, Wen Qingcheng's eyes turned and she looked at Xie Lin in confusion, "Sir, why did you suddenly send someone to capture me? I am under the order of the Queen Mother and have to go to the palace to treat the Fourth Prince. I have delayed the Fourth Prince's treatment. Aren't you afraid that the Queen Mother and His Majesty will blame me?"

Xie Lin looked around, dismissed all the jailers, walked slowly into the cell, and whispered, "Miss Wen, to tell you the truth, it was your He family's people who reported you to the Dali Temple, saying that you murdered the third young lady of the He family, Wang Yunxi. I'm afraid you can't escape this time."

"What is Lord Xie talking about? How could the Third Young Madam die of natural causes? What exactly happened? When did it happen? Why is it involving me?" Wen Qingcheng looked confused and pretended to be ignorant.

Xie Lin stared at Wen Qingcheng, smiled kindly and said, "Miss Wen, you really look like my sister. You can treat me as your brother and open your heart to me. Maybe I can save you. You can trust me completely."

Wen Qingcheng rolled her eyes silently in her heart and thought: Do I look like the kind of girl who is naive and can be easily fooled?

Seeing that Wen Qingcheng didn't believe him, Xie Lin continued, "I heard some time ago that Mo Jinghong's father, the King of Qin, had already arranged a marriage with the Duke of Lu. Mo Jinghong will not marry you. Now that you have killed the third young lady of the He family and are going to be executed, how can Mo Jinghong care about you? He avoids you as much as possible. Men are very realistic. According to the laws of our Great Qi Dynasty, you must pay with your life. If you are given a lighter sentence, you will be used as a military prostitute, or exiled, which is a life-threatening situation. You are still so young and so talented, it's a pity. Fortunately, the Third Prince admires Miss Wen very much. If you are willing, I can act as a matchmaker for you. If you marry the Third Prince and become a member of the royal family, you can be exempted from the death penalty and don't have to be a military prostitute."

Wen Qingcheng understood that Xie Lin's threats and inducements were meant to win her over to the Third Prince's camp. If she didn't obey, they would have the Dali Temple sentence her to death. Since Xie Lin was acting with her, she had to cooperate. Wen Qingcheng said with a touched look on her face: "Master Xie, I didn't expect you to put yourself in my shoes so much. I believe you can save me. I really didn't know about this, and I didn't kill the Third Young Madam. How could I, a weak woman, kill someone? Besides, I have no intersection with the Third Young Madam, and I have no grudges against her."

Seeing Wen Qingcheng playing dumb, Xie Lin had just established the persona of a caring older brother, so he could only continue to act. "But the He family has evidence that you killed someone. In the Great Qi Dynasty, killing someone means paying with one's life. As a civilian, I'm afraid you can't escape the guilt."

Xie Lin knew the Third Prince's intentions very well. The Second Prince wanted to kill Wen Qingcheng. If he could take this opportunity to persuade Wen Qingcheng to submit to the Third Prince, he would have done a great deed. If Wen Qingcheng didn't appreciate it, the Second Prince also issued a secret order to punish Wen Qingcheng. However, Wen Qingcheng was a senior pharmacist appointed by His Majesty. If the Dali Temple wanted to convict her, they needed to collect more evidence and get Wen Qingcheng's signature.

"Thank you, sir. I know you are a good person. If you really want to help me, you should send someone to investigate and prove my innocence, then let me go. I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life."

Seeing that Wen Qingcheng was unmoved and still pretending to be stupid, Xie Lin's face darkened immediately and he threatened, "What do you think this place is? Now that you are in prison, you have no choice but to tell the truth. I am kind enough to show you a way out, but you don't appreciate it. Don't blame me for following the law."

Xie Lin called the jailer and said, "Come here, bring the confession and ask her to sign it immediately." After saying that, he looked at Wen Qingcheng with a fierce look in his eyes and said in a solemn voice, "If she continues to play dumb and refuses to sign... then she will be severely punished."

Xie Lin stared at Wen Qingcheng's expression. Wen Qingcheng knew that if she didn't sign, Xie Lin would definitely let the jailer torture her to death. She suddenly remembered that when she had just built a house in Yueya Village, she was involved in a murder case involving Wang Laowu. At that time, the county government also asked her to sign. When she refused, she was beaten with a stick. The stick hit her body, and it hurt so much that she still remembered it clearly.

In this prison, there are many more punishments than beating with a stick. They have many ways to make her look invisible and torture her physically and mentally. But if she pleads guilty and signs a pledge to avoid physical pain, then the charges will be confirmed, and she will be executed immediately without waiting for Mo Jinghong to rescue her.

Just when Wen Qingcheng was in danger, the jailer came in hurriedly and reported: "Sir, it's bad, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has brought people to surround the prison!"