Quick Transmigration: Refusing to Be a Victim's Child

Shao Lao Er and the others were taken away, and it wasn't until midnight that the jailers threw them back into their cells like dead dogs.

They left in good health, but returned covered in injuries, with scratches on their clothes from being whipped.

Seeing the miserable state of the men, the previously noisy men's prison became quiet.

After all, nobody wants to be used as an example to deter others.

Heir Apparent Shao Mingheng struggled to get up, wanting to get closer to his younger brother, but unfortunately, the unconscious Marquis of Le'an was lying next to him.

He could only look at his second son, Shao Mingxuan, on the ground, and say with concern:

"Second brother, are you hurt anywhere?"

"Cough cough cough, Big...Big Brother..."

Shao Mingxuan coughed incessantly, and at this moment he didn't even have the strength to get up. He could only lie on his side on the ground, panting heavily.

Seeing the deep brotherly affection between them, looking at each other from a distance of a few steps, Shao Linshen couldn't help but tremble.

He simply stood up, dragged the second son up, threw him onto the haystack, pointed to the whip marks all over his body, and said irritably:

"Brother, he's already swollen all over from being beaten up, and you're still asking if he's alright? Isn't that just pointless?"

"Third brother, watch your manners."

Prince Shaomingheng's expression darkened slightly, and in just a moment, his hand was grasped by the person beside him.

The other person clung to his arm and cried, saying:

"Cough cough, big brother, please save me! I really don't want to be beaten anymore. Those jailers just want money. Please give me your valuables!"

Unable to get rid of him, Shao Mingheng had no choice but to take out a jade thumb ring from his person and give it to him.

The fifth brother, who had also been dragged away and beaten, had nowhere to ask for money, so he simply set his sights on Marquis Le'an. Just as he was about to reach into the other man's arms, he was shoved away by the fourth and sixth brothers.

"Fifth brother, what are you trying to do? You dare to steal things from Father's body, you are unworthy of being a son."

The two spoke with righteous indignation, but their eyes unconsciously glanced at Marquis Le'an, their purpose being self-evident.

The three of them, who were once united as one, have now started fighting like dogs for their own interests.

The two legitimate brothers were too busy taking care of themselves to pay attention to the unconscious Marquis Le'an, who was still lying on the straw pile.

Seeing how filial they were, Shao Linshen couldn't bear to let his adoptive father miss such an important moment. So he simply turned a corner, went around to the base of the wall, took off his shoes and socks, held the cloth socks with two fingers, and gently waved them at the other person's nose, directly waking them up from their slumber.

"vomit……"

Marquis Le'an lay on the ground, vomiting violently.

Upon seeing this, Shao Linshen immediately put on his shoes, stood beside the other man, and righteously accused the other brothers of being worse than pigs and dogs, for letting their father lie alone in the corner and suffer from the cold.

Finally, he secretly complained to Marquis Le'an that the others were all after the valuables in his possession, unlike him who only cared about his father's health.

This action left the man surnamed Li in the same cell dumbfounded, while disgusting Shao Mingheng and the others.

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On the other side, inside the women's prison.

Aunt Chen had just put her two granddaughters, who had been brought in, to sleep when she looked up and saw a female jailer trip over her own feet and fall directly against the fence. Unfortunately, one of her eyes was pierced by a splinter, and she let out a heart-wrenching scream.

The blood instantly stained the female jailer's cheeks, and then dripped onto the ground like water droplets, blooming into red plum blossoms on the stone slab.

But the noble ladies in the prison cells merely watched the bloody scene with indifference, and not one of them screamed in fright.

Hearing the commotion, the prison guards outside came in and saw the situation. They immediately helped the injured female guard out and then looked around in fear, trembling so badly that they didn't even dare to turn their heads.

It's not fair to blame the female prison guards for being timid; after all, anyone would be uneasy if several "accidents" occurred in the women's prison in just half a day.

"Grandma, has another jailer been bitten by a rat?"

The two granddaughters were awakened by the noise. Before they even opened their eyes, the little girls asked questions with practiced ease.

The younger one, with an innocent and naive look, asked Aunt Chen if the other person would be frightened by a rat and faint like the previous one, and then be carried away. As he spoke, he turned his head to look around.

Aunt Chen quickly covered the two children's eyes and whispered soothingly:

"Tongtong, Yanyan, go to sleep obediently, okay? If the little mouse finds out you're awake, it might bite your toes too."

The two children were so frightened that they hid in Aunt Chen's arms, shaking their heads nervously with their eyes closed.

"No, no, no, our toes smell bad and don't taste good at all."

"Tongtong and her younger sister are both asleep and know nothing."

"But Yan Yan's tummy is so hungry, what should we do? It keeps growling."

The two children were talking in hushed tones, which made Aunt Chen feel extremely sorry for them. She remembered the bag of snacks her son had given her and was about to reach into her clothes away from the others when she heard a rustling sound of eating nearby.

Aunt Chen looked up and saw that in a cell on the left opposite, the young master's wife was unwrapping an oil paper package and feeding the pastries inside to her two sons. There were children nearby who were looking on with longing, and she kindly distributed the pastries to them.

Perhaps sensing that Aunt Chen was watching her, the young master's wife moved closer to the fence, preparing to throw the remaining pastries over.

"We don't want it!"

Aunt Chen was so nervous that her voice involuntarily rose, startling everyone around her, including the young master's wife, whose face turned somewhat pale.

Aunt Chen didn't care what the other woman thought; she only knew that this woman was very strange.

Just like her own son said, whoever gets close to her will be unlucky.

The others in the women's prison may not know why the jailers were either dead or injured, but Aunt Chen kept a close eye on this lady of the prince.

She knew that the jailers had all met with misfortune one after another because they had taken her clothes and jewelry.

Just like when Aunt Chen received the ginseng from this young master's wife, she immediately fell into a coma and lost consciousness.

Aunt Chen didn't know how the other party did it, but she noticed that whenever someone was unlucky, this lady of the heir would have a string of good luck.

It's like having the same bowl of porridge, but this person's portion is always thicker than everyone else's.

Others had to exchange money and jewelry for other food, but she just watched quietly, and a jailer took a liking to her and gave it to her for free.

The strangest thing is that while other children had to spend a lot of money to buy medicine for their fevers caused by excessive fright, the two young masters recovered easily simply by sleeping next to the young master's wife...

The various signs were numerous, which naturally made Aunt Chen tremble with fear.

Unfortunately, no one connected all these misfortunes with the Crown Prince's wife. As if bewitched, everyone simply assumed that the female prison was filled with yin energy and had attracted some evil spirits to commit evil deeds.

Blind and deaf, they remained in their cells, watching one tragedy after another unfold.

Even more extreme, seeing that Aunt Chen had just refused, some people even went up to ask for it:

"If you don't want it, I will. Madam, please have mercy and share some of the snacks with me."

The one speaking was Aunt Zhang, who was standing next to me. This cell was where the concubines and maids of the mansion were imprisoned. Most of them were brought up by the Marquis because of their beauty, and they didn't have many valuables on them.

Dinner consisted of nothing more than a bowl of thin porridge, barely enough to fill their stomachs. Seeing the Crown Prince's wife acting "foolishly," everyone was eager to take advantage of the situation.

Just when it seemed like both parties were willing to give and receive, the oil paper package thrown over by the Crown Prince's wife was unexpectedly snatched away by a large rat, which then tore it apart in front of everyone.

"Oh, you damn rat! Give me back my snack!"

Aunt Zhang and the others were heartbroken. They looked around and were about to bend down to pick up some pebbles from the ground and throw them at the rat, but unexpectedly, the rat, which was eating happily, suddenly collapsed and died.