Quick Transmigration: The Green Tea Mistress's Guide to Seduction - A Master's Handbook

Xie Qingyu had no idea what was happening outside.

But life in prison is indeed difficult.

Sleeping on the straw at night, Xie Qingyu almost always kept her eyes closed. The damp environment, the straw beneath her, and the rats that would occasionally dart around disturbed everyone's nerves.

When Xie Qingyu opened her eyes the next day, she could see movement in many of the cells, indicating that most of them hadn't slept all night.

It's actually a bit better during the day; the temperature inside the prison is higher.

With nothing to do in prison, Hongdou let Xie Qingyu lean against her and sleep a little longer.

Tingling sat down next to Xie Qingyu so she could sleep for a while.

The most inconvenient thing in prison is going to the toilet. Last night, they talked about the times when we could go together, and at other times we just had to hold it in.

Xie Qingyu came back and fell asleep leaning against Hongdou.

Not sleeping well at night is the most torturous thing, and it easily causes headaches.

Even so, I still couldn't sleep soundly, but at least I could get some rest.

The cell was completely exposed, and one could see the surrounding cells just by looking up.

The people in charge of this area are all from the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion.

When Xie Qingyu woke up, she felt as if half of her body was missing.

Xie Qingyu opened her eyes and looked around. Most of the people missing were servants from the manor, not the people around her master.

However, it seems that Granny Lai is not here either.

“Some servants were taken back to the Marquis’s residence to have their belongings inventoried, while others were taken away for questioning,” Hongdou said softly, looking at Xie Qingyu.

Xie Qingyu then realized what had happened.

No wonder so many prison cells have been emptied.

There weren't many proper masters in the Marquis's mansion. Besides the Marquis, his wife, and her, only Gu Qinglian could be considered a master. At this time, the other concubines couldn't be considered masters.

Those who followed were mostly servants from the mansion.

"Come with me."

Just as they were talking, another Imperial Guard arrived, opened a cell door with a clatter, and addressed the people inside.

Xie Qingyu looked over and saw that it was Gu Qinglian in the cell.

Gu Qinglian quickly got up and followed the Imperial Guard, as if she couldn't wait to go with her.

"Strange," Red Bean whispered.

"What's strange?" Xie Qingyu asked immediately.

“The servants are brought in by the Imperial Guards so they can be taken back to the Marquis’s residence for inventory. The interrogation is done by jailers. How come it’s the Imperial Guards who are bringing people in here, Qinglian?” Hongdou said softly.

Xie Qingyu looked over again.

Regardless of how you categorize them, Gu Qinglian should be among those being interrogated, not among those taking inventory.

Therefore, it shouldn't be the Golden Guard who leads it.

Something unusual must have happened by someone.

Xie Qingyu immediately thought of the way Qin Shenzhi looked at Gu Qinglian yesterday.

Perhaps sensing something, Gu Qinglian, who was following the Imperial Guards out of the cell, suddenly looked over at Xie Qingyu.

Xie Qingyu didn't look away, and just stared back at her.

Then I saw excitement and a hint of... pity in her eyes?

Xie Qingyu felt that she must not have misread it; it was indeed pity.

That's quite interesting.

Xie Qingyu seemed to have understood why she had been taken away by the Imperial Guards.

The Jinwu Guard is all Qin Shenzhi's men.

"Regardless of her, which people did you see being taken away by the jailers for questioning?" Xie Qingyu asked.

“Madam Hou has already been interrogated, and Granny Lai has been taken away for a long time and has not yet returned,” Hongdou said.

Xie Qingyu had a general idea of ​​what was going to happen to her, knowing that it was almost her turn.

Almost exactly as she had expected, about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, someone came to bring Xie Qingyu.

It is the Golden Guard.

Looking at the golden-robed official in front of her, Xie Qingyu followed him out without changing her expression, as if she didn't know the difference between a jailer and a Jinwu Guard, just like everyone else in the prison.

Xie Qingyu was actually a little dazed when she was taken to the interrogation room.

This room has solid walls on all four sides, which is much better than the kind of room in prison where you are surrounded by wooden bars. At least it is not completely exposed to everyone's view.

However, the room didn't give off a very good feeling.

In the very center is a cross-shaped wooden stake.

The horizontal wooden beam was secured with iron chains on both sides. The black chains seemed to have traces of old blood on them, which sent chills down one's spine just by looking at them.

Besides the wooden stake, there were also whips, branding irons, and various pliers in the corner of the room.

When Xie Qingyu's gaze swept over them, she could almost feel how painful it would be to have these instruments of torture applied to a person.

The guards who brought her there took her into the house, closed the door, and left.

Xie Qingyu was left alone in the room.

If someone else were in this room, they would probably feel that the waiting time itself is a punishment.

It's terrifying to think that this horrifying-looking instrument of torture might be used on you at some unknown moment, leaving marks, whether deep or shallow.

The greatest fears a person can have come from their own imagination.

The mere thought of sharing a room with such a pile of torture instruments could drive a person to the brink of collapse.

Fortunately, the person who brought her here didn't seem to have any intention of scaring her. After only a short while, a sound came from the doorway.

Xie Qingyu withdrew her gaze from surveying the room, her eyes becoming somewhat timid, especially when the person outside pushed the door open and entered, Xie Qingyu subtly shifted to the side.

Qin Shenzhi, who had just entered, was taken aback by Xie Qingyu's action. He then closed the door behind him and stood there.

There was only one window in the room that let in sunlight, and Qin Shenzhi looked up and saw Xie Qingyu standing in the shadows next to the sun.

Her round, almond-shaped eyes widened, filled with panic.

And in that instant when they met eyes, he witnessed the change that occurred in those beautiful eyes.

The panic quickly vanished, replaced by a hint of surprise and an overwhelming sense of grievance.

Even without looking at her face, Qin Shenzhi could sense the emotions surging within her just by looking into her eyes.

Before Qin Shenzhi arrived, he considered the various emotions Xie Qingyu might experience.

There might be flustered inquiries.

Or it could be a tense interrogation.

Even fear and avoidance.

The only thing I didn't expect was that I would feel wronged.

It's the kind of grievance that you can endure when you're away from home, but immediately feel overwhelmed when you go back and see your family.

Qin Shenzhi had never experienced this emotion before, but he had seen it many times.

But none of them had anything to do with him.

Qin Shenzhi swallowed nervously, seemingly unsure how to respond to such emotions.

He was completely inexperienced, having never been either the wronged or the wronged party before.

At that moment, he seemed to understand why children who went back to their parents and cried in front of them would have adults stand up for them.

He now wants to stand up for Xie Qingyu.

But before that, he seemed more interested in wiping away the tear from the corner of her eye.