Chapter 48

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"If she doesn't want to save him, it's up to Feng Lingxi to decide."

Yun Yi returned to the General's Mansion without mentioning Yun Qian's matter. This was Yun Yuyang's idea. The fewer people who knew about Yun Qian's matter, the better. Moreover, now that Heiquan Stone had been taken away by Feng Lingxi, he had no other good way to continue searching, so he was even more unwilling to involve Su Wen.

Perhaps Yun Siyu's words had too much impact on Yun Yi, and after returning home, Yun Yi fell ill and had no strength to inquire about Yun Qian's matter.

Only Yun Yuyang was still trying her best to find him.

However, although Yun Qian was innocently implicated, it was not too unlucky for him. The other party did not seem to intend to completely offend the General's Mansion, so no one tortured the hostage.

But even without torture, the terrible environment of the dungeon made this young master, who had always been pampered, suffer a lot.

In the dungeon, Yun Qian curled up into a ball. From the beginning of shouting and screaming to now quietly sobbing, he had no strength to shout anymore. Anyway, shouting was useless. After so many days without grooming, he felt uncomfortable all over his body. The rough food every day made it difficult for him to swallow, but after being hungry for so many days, he began to wolf down the rough food.

"Wuwu. . . you bastards, when this young master goes back, I will definitely let my mother lead the army to destroy you. . ."

Just as he was muttering to himself, footsteps sounded. Yun Qian sat up against the cold wall, his dirty face showing a hint of doubt. It was not time for food delivery now. In these few days, no one had appeared except for the food delivery person, and the food delivery person just threw the food and left, ignoring him no matter how he shouted.

At this time, how could there be footsteps? Could it be that someone had come to rescue him? After a while, the sound of footsteps grew closer and closer. A thin and weak woman entered, accompanied by another woman wearing a hat that covered her face.

Yun Qian frowned and shrunk back, her eyes showing a hint of caution. After being locked up for several days, he had become wary of strangers.

The two women walked to the door, glanced at Yun Qian, and then began to talk as if he didn't exist. However, Yun Qian couldn't understand what they were saying.

A hoarse voice came from the woman wearing the hat, "Is there still no movement over there?"

The thin woman sneered, "They're still looking for someone. She can keep her cool." Little did she know, Yun Yu Yang wasn't keeping her cool. The bargaining chip she had exchanged had been lost by her.

The woman in the hat was clearly impatient and said coldly, "I don't have time to waste with her. Since she doesn't care about the life or death of this bitch, let's cut off two of his fingers to show her!"

Yun Qian felt a poisonous gaze fall on his hands, making his heart cold. Even a fool could tell that the person wanted to cut off his fingers. He immediately shrank back in fear and shouted, "How dare you! My mother won't let you get away with this. . ."

Unfortunately, the two women were unmoved by his words. The thin woman waved her hand, and another woman came forward to open the cell door and approach Yun Qian.

Yun Qian had already retreated to the back of the cell, with the cold wall behind her. He knew he had nowhere else to go. Even though his face was dirty, his pale complexion was still visible. "Don't come any closer. . . Get away from me. . ."

Yun Qian waved his hands, trying to stop the approaching person. He had forgotten all her martial arts skills in his panic and was just flailing around. Unfortunately, it had no effect on the woman who was clearly a skilled fighter. She easily grabbed both of Yun Qian's hands and pulled him up by his collar, throwing him to the ground without any mercy. Yun Qian was thrown to the ground, gritting his teeth in pain. Before he could curse, he felt his arm being restrained and caught a glimpse of a cold light. Fear overwhelmed his, and tears streamed down his face as he cried out, "Get away from me! I am the future noble king. If you dare to harm me, the Empress will not spare you. . ."

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