There are no windows in the women's prison, there is no daylight, and after a long time, you don't know what year or month it is, and many prisoners who are not strong enough will will go crazy and look like dead wood in the long run. In comparison, Cang Xueyao was at ease, she was lying on the bed with Erlang's legs crossed, gnawing on the chicken legs, and casually drawing a trace on the wall.

She used the guards to deliver meals every day to keep track of the day, calculate the time, and the holy decree was almost over.

Sure enough, a neat line of footsteps came. Cang Xueyao threw the chicken bones aside, casually wiped the oily hands on her hands, stood up, and waited for the team to walk in.

As expected, it was Changqing, a close confidant of the emperor, and Wang Han was accompanied by him. It's just Wang Han's expression, really

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