Shen Yi Di Nu Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife [Book 3]

Escape

The buildings of the ancient era were built with their main gates facing South. The imperial palace naturally followed this rule as well, but there was a large mountain to its North. The entire back of the imperial palace was part of this mountain.

But very few people knew that this the center of this mountain had also been hollowed out like Xu Tian Cave; however, it was not built as a fort. It was turned into a prison.

This prison had a depth of ten li. The mountain was made of rock, and the cells were carved into the stone. There were a total of 200 cells that were without windows. The pillars in each cell were covered in spikes, and each cell had puddles of cold water. There were sounds of despair, and it was just like hell.

This was where prisoners condemned to death were held. Depending on the severity of their crimes, the prisoners would be placed nearer to the entrance or further in. The entire prison was very complex. Not to mention escaping, even going from one cell to the next without someone guiding the way, one could get lost.

At this time, the four from Qian Zhou were locked up in here. Each one was given a small cell, and they were all side by side. However, there were iron shackles around their arms and legs. Even if they wanted to get together, they could not manage it no matter what.

The rotten smell was everywhere, spreading into the thin air. Slowly, it began to silently seep into their flesh.

Feng Kun leaned back against the stone wall and sat on the ground. The dark water drenched his shoes and socks, and the moisture entered his body. This caused his legs to hurt very slightly.

Suddenly, a wild gust of wind picked up and slammed against the thick stone wall with a rumble. This shook the entire mountain.

Qian Zhou's imperial relative, Feng De, still had a bloody wound on his arm, and the blood flowed freely from this wound, but nobody came to stop the bleeding. With a wound like this in this sort of environment, it would slowly swell, get infected, and he could imagine that it would begin to rot. Eventually, it would spread to his entire arm until he himself rotted to death.

He gritted his teeth and turned to look at his neighboring Feng Kun. Seeing this short son, the anger in his heart burned even brighter, "I told you not to come, yet you insisted that you had to come. If you came, you came, but that did not mean you had to go out and try to kill county princess Ji An. Have you gone crazy?"

"Hmph!" Feng Kun coldly snorted, "You fear death, but you did not fear coming to Da Shun. Since you came, you had to prepare yourself to fight to the death. Could it be that we would just foolishly keep waiting? You keep talking about opportunity, but after arriving in the capital for a month, I did not see you come up with any plans. Father, opportunities will not just fall from the sky for no reason. We need to go find them on our own! This time, if it was not for the ninth prince having a whip, Da Shun's Emperor would already have died!"

"Bullshit!" Feng De was so angry that he wanted to strangle this son to death, "What is the point of speaking after the fact of what could have and should have happened? Failure is failure. This time, it seems like we will all be taken care of here."

"Taken care of is taken care of." Feng Kun was not at all afraid of death. As a dwarf, he had already lived long enough. It was just a pity that he could not pull someone down with him. "Qian Zhou has been suppressed by Da Shun for many years. Each year, we must send our best things. Jia'er really likes moon palace silk, but even if the emperor dotes on her so much, he does not dare to leave any for her. It's not just this. The three northernmost provinces are the greatest shame of our Qian Zhou. Father, could it be that you do not wish to see those three provinces returned to Qian Zhou in your lifetime?"