Inside the Ministry of Justice Prison, it was eerie and terrifying.
The entire prison could only invoke a bone-chilling cold, along with various mixed odors.
It was a kind of putrid scent, as if witnessing the decay of one's own body.
Bai Xiyue had been detained here for one night, with no one paying her any mind, and the person she longed for hadn't appeared. Despair had consumed her entirely, compounded by Lv Zhi's betrayal and the Mu Family's neglect, further enveloping her in hatred.
Footsteps echoed from the secluded corridor.
Suddenly, the iron lock on the door was opened, and prison guards pushed the door in. "Haha, looking so delicate, yet with such a vicious heart, actually attempting to frame her benefactor, the guardian deity of our Qin Country."
Were these words meant for her?
