The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Seeing this, Jiang Wantang's heart suddenly tightened, as if it was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, making her feel so uncomfortable that she couldn't breathe.

She no longer cared about anything else, pulled out the dagger she was carrying, and chopped hard at the iron chain as thick as a child's arm that was tied to the cell door.

With a loud "clang" and a crisp "click", the iron chain broke, and the broken part fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Jiang Wantang eagerly reached out, pushed open the prison door, and walked in.

Xie Zhiyan stood aside, looking at Jiang Huaizhou in prison. His eyes were as calm as water, but there was a surging undercurrent hidden in his eyes.

When he saw the exquisite dagger in Jiang Wantang's hand that could cut through iron like mud, his heart moved slightly, and a complex emotion surged in his eyes.

That was the dagger he gave her in Xunhuan Tower.

Inside the cell, Jiang Wantang squatted down and gently helped Jiang Huaizhou up. Looking at the scars all over his body, she said in a trembling voice, "Brother, I'm sorry, I'm late..."

Jiang Huaizhou shook his head, his pale, cracked lips forced a smile, and he said weakly: "Tang'er...you shouldn't have come..."

"Stop talking, brother. I'll get you out now!" Jiang Wantang interrupted him, waving a dagger to cut off his shackles.

Jiang Huaizhou opened his mouth and was about to say something, but his gaze passed Jiang Wantang and fell on Xie Zhiyan outside the cell. His eyes narrowed slightly, with a bit of scrutiny and vigilance.

Xie Zhiyan stood not far from the cell door and met Jiang Huaizhou's gaze. His eyes were cold and he looked at him with a smile, but there was an obvious warning in his eyes.

However, he said nothing, but just stood outside the cell and watched from a distance.

Jiang Wantang was trying hard to cut the shackles and chains on Jiang Huaizhou, and did not notice the subtle atmosphere between the two men at all.

She chopped hard several times, her fingers were numb and her knuckles ached slightly. However, apart from a few scratches on the iron shackles, they were still as strong as before.

At this time, Jiang Huaizhou had already withdrawn his gaze. He looked at Jiang Wantang in front of him with complicated eyes and said lightly: "Tang'er, brother is fine, go back."

"No..." Jiang Wantang's eyes were red, tears welling up in them, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall. She bit her lip, her voice choked with sobs: "Brother, let's go together..."

"Brother, I will take you out of the capital. The world is so big, there will always be a place for us brothers and sisters to stay..."

Jiang Huaizhou's pupils trembled, and a trace of indescribable complex emotions flashed in his eyes, but disappeared in a flash.

He smiled, his tone as gentle as ever: "Silly sister, what are you talking about?"

"You've finally made it this far. In a few days, you'll be the Queen of Dasheng. How could you do such a foolish thing?"

"I'm sorry..." At this point, Jiang Huaizhou lowered his head, his tone full of powerlessness and self-blame: "It's my brother who is useless and has dragged you down all the way..."

Jiang Wantang couldn't hold it back any longer, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably...

She eagerly stretched out her hands and tightly grasped Jiang Huaizhou's bony, scarred wrists. Her voice trembled violently, almost choking: "Brother, don't say that..."

"Tang'er doesn't want to be any queen. Tang'er just wants her brother to be safe and sound."

"When I was little, Tang'er was able to live to this day because of my brother's protection..." Jiang Wantang looked at Jiang Huaizhou stubbornly, her eyes red as she let the tears continue to fall.

"Now that Tang'er has grown up, she also wants to do her best to protect her brother...well."

Jiang Huaizhou looked at Jiang Wantang who was so sad and distressed, and his eyes were also stained with some sadness. He closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "It's useless..."

He shook his head slowly and repeated, "Tang'er, it's useless..."

The voice was filled with powerless sighs.

"The entire world belongs to Ji Wuyuan. We can't escape..."

Jiang Wantang clenched his fists unwillingly, his tone resolute and resounding, "Brother, if you don't try...how do you know it's impossible?"

Jiang Huaizhou did not answer, but looked at Xie Zhiyan who was guarding outside the cell, and said solemnly: "The cell is a filthy place, it is not convenient to stay for long. Sir Xie, please take my sister away."

After saying that, he bowed and saluted Xie Zhiyan.

Xie Zhiyan's gaze was originally fixed on Jiang Wantang's hands that were holding his wrists.

Hearing this, he looked at Jiang Huaizhou calmly, his pupils were deep, dark, and the color was bottomless.

After a moment's silence, Xie Zhiyan walked towards the two of them.

Jiang Wantang stood up, wiped the tears from her face with her hands, and said stubbornly: "No, I won't leave."

"Unless, brother leaves with me."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and looked at Xie Zhiyan who was walking towards her, her red eyes filled with unyielding stubbornness.

Xie Zhiyan looked at Jiang Wantang's red and moist eyes, and her stubborn look, and his heart ached in an instant.

He knew what she meant, but he also knew she couldn't bring herself to say it.

So, without her saying anything, he walked straight over, took out the key and unlocked the shackles and chains on Jiang Huaizhou's hands.

Jiang Wantang's pupils trembled, and he looked at Xie Zhiyan in disbelief, muttering, "Xie Zhiyan, what are you doing..."

The latter smiled indifferently, his brows still showing his usual calmness and coldness.

Jiang Huaizhou looked at the man in front of him with surprise. The man who was known for being ruthless and had the title of the most cruel official in Dasheng, undid the shackles for him with his own hands.

He rubbed his wrists which were red from being shackled, his eyes swept between Xie Zhiyan and his sister Jiang Wantang, and he instantly understood something.

Xie Zhiyan casually tossed the untied shackles aside and looked at Jiang Wantang, saying nonchalantly, "There's no time to lose. Let's go now. I have people and carriages outside who will escort you out of the capital overnight."

Jiang Wantang was still in disbelief, and it took her a long while before she reacted: "Xie Zhiyan, then you..."

Before she could finish, Xie Zhiyan smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

His actions were completely beyond Jiang Wantang's expectations.

She never thought that he would do this for her.

Jiang Wantang stood there, with complicated emotions surging in her heart.

Jiang Huaizhou looked at her motionless and whispered, "Tang'er..."

Jiang Wantang came back to his senses, took a deep breath, clenched his hands into fists, and finally said a heavy "Thank you!"

After she finished speaking, she supported Jiang Huaizhou and walked quickly towards the prison gate.

Xie Zhiyan stood there, his eyes fixed on Jiang Wantang's thin figure without blinking. Deep down, the tenderness in his eyes could no longer be restrained and overflowed...

In the darkness of the night, his figure looked particularly lonely.

After a while, Xie Zhiyan suppressed all his emotions and quickly followed.

At that time, it was dark outside and dark clouds covered the moon.

The world seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of darkness...

When Jiang Wantang supported Jiang Huaizhou and almost reached the prison gate, they felt a biting chill that chilled their hearts.

Jiang Wantang suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

However, after the two men walked out of the prison gate, before she could breathe a sigh of relief, a blinding fire suddenly lit up before her eyes.

Dozens of torches burned brightly in the darkness, illuminating the surroundings like daylight.

Just one glance made Jiang Wantang's pupils dilate, and he froze in place instantly. It seemed as if the blood in his body was frozen in the cold night...