Prince Rui, don't spoil your adopted daughter too much: she will eventually get married

Chapter 254 Yan Nanheng was so frightened by Zhai Yun that he went limp.

They didn't encounter a single prison guard along their journey.

It seems that many people have been transferred from here.

A moment later, Yan Nanheng's figure slowly appeared. He made a shushing gesture, and the look of fear on his face had not yet faded. Before he spoke, Zhai Yun heard his voice: "Something is very wrong in the dungeon. Those jailers are playing with girls!"

He spoke urgently, as if the scene had also surprised him.

Zhai Yun was taken aback. Playing with girls?

Yan Nanheng took a deep breath, suppressing his inner anxiety, and tried to transmit his voice in a calm tone: "It seems that the concubines the magistrate married in the past have been imprisoned, and these jailers were dragged out by those concubines..."

Yan Nanheng didn't know what to say, so he simply made a "don't look" expression.

Zhai Yun didn't bother to listen to what he was saying anymore. In this situation, they had no sense of vigilance, and even if someone suddenly appeared next to them, they wouldn't look closely.

After all, they never expected that someone would suddenly break into the prison, which had always been peaceful.

Zhai Yun strode into the prison. The scene before her was indescribable. Overturned bottles and jars littered the table. The prison was in complete chaos, filled with pleas for mercy and screams of agony, accompanied by the joyful shouts of the jailers.

The women were barely clothed. One woman was surrounded by several jailers and was resisting fiercely. Her face was swollen and red, and her mouth was covered in blood.

The jailer ignored the prisoners still guarding the cell and dragged the women to their deaths in full view of everyone. Zhai Yun watched this scene and couldn't describe the feeling in her heart.

Yan Nanheng was initially worried that Zhai Yun would be discovered, but when he saw that the jailers were engrossed in humiliating the women, his worries subsided.

The entire prison was filled with the screams and pleas for mercy of the women; the cells were eerily quiet.

A jailer suddenly stood up, and Zhai Yun was pulled by Yan Nanheng to hide behind a wall.

Inside the cell, the jailer's unsatisfied voice rang out: "Damn it, these are all the magistrate's used women, not enough! Didn't we arrest a bunch of women today? Brothers, want to have some fun?"

A chorus of agreement immediately erupted inside the prison: "The magistrate has just taken a new concubine today, let's have some fun, brothers, let's go!"

Zhai Yun's mind was filled with the tragic images of those women. Hearing this, she could no longer hold back and drew her sword to kill these worthless people. She moved with incredible speed.

She was certain she could slit their throats before they even realized what was happening.

This time, however, someone was faster than him. Sparks of fluorescent light flew out, and the first person Zhai Yun had locked onto fell right in front of him.

Zhai Yun's arm was gripped tightly by Yan Nanheng, who said anxiously, "Are you crazy! If we really kill them, we'll expose ourselves before we even find anyone. With such a commotion, if we don't find any clues, we might not even be able to get back to the capital!"

Zhai Yun couldn't listen to any of that. All she could think about was the scene of being forced. At that time, she was just as helpless and desperate as these people. No matter how she resisted, she couldn't protect her innocence in the end.

Otherwise, how could Zhai Yun have lost her mind and only wanted to kill these people?

After being reminded by Yan Nanheng, Zhai Yun slowly regained her senses. There were people lying all over the ground, and some of the prison guards hadn't even pulled up their pants yet, with their glaring bodies exposed.

Yan Nanheng was on high alert. He quickly picked up the woman's torn clothes and threw them over to cover himself. If his senior brother found out that Zhai Yun had seen another woman's body, his life would be in danger!

Zhai Yun only cared whether these people were dead or not. When she saw that the women they had violated were also lying down, Zhai Yun's killing intent surged. She wanted to question Yan Nanheng about why he had killed them as well!

Yan Nanheng felt like he was about to lose his neck, and he hurriedly explained, "They're not dead, they... they're all just unconscious."

Yan Nanheng used to think that his senior brother was difficult to deal with, but today he realized that Zhai Yun was even more ruthless than his senior brother. If he had been a second slower, Zhai Yun would have made a huge mistake.

Even if you speak a little slower, you'll end up as a corpse!

Yan Nanheng reassured Zhai Yun again: "They just fainted. They will wake up in a few hours and won't remember anything."

"Is that so?" Zhai Yun's lips curled into a wicked smile, like a soul-reaping messenger about to harvest souls.

Yan Nanheng was startled by Zhai Yun's laughter. He wanted to run, but his legs wouldn't obey him. He had already cursed Feng Chenyi dozens of times in his heart. He was sure that Feng Chenyi hadn't sent him to protect Zhai Yun!

He's here to die! Can anyone tell him why Zhai Yun is so terrifying? She's like a demon from hell, especially the way she's laughing right now. Yan Nanheng feels like he's already stepped into the gates of hell.

Zhai Yun's slow, deliberate steps forward startled Yan Nanheng, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground. His mind raced with countless thoughts: What to do? Fight back! Fighting back means death, not fighting back also means death!

Yan Nanheng trembled with fear and finally closed his eyes in terror.

The expected pain didn't come for a long time. Yan Nanheng was sure he was still alive. He secretly opened one eye, but Zhai Yun was no longer there.

Yan Nanheng revealed a horrifying look, turned over and got up, searching around for Zhai Yun.

Zhai Yun then used her sword to lift the clothes covering a woman's head. The clothes remained, and the woman trembled as if she were alive.

Yan Nanheng changed his perspective and saw that the reason the tattered clothes were trembling was because a pair of thin hands were tightly clutching the torn corners of the garment.

"How is this possible!" Yan Nanheng exclaimed in surprise. Someone hadn't fallen asleep under his spell.

He went closer to take a look and found that the woman had a hole in her knee, and blood was flowing all over the ground around her feet. Presumably, the pain had woken her from her unconsciousness.

With a wicked slash, Zhai Yun tore apart the woman's clothes, revealing a face soaked in blood. The woman stared at Zhai Yun in terror, her frail body trembling like a leaf.

Zhai Yun pondered casually, "What should we do? There's still one awake here."

The woman watched as Zhai Yun casually decided her life or death, her expression cold and devoid of emotion, and screamed in terror.

Before she could even cry out, Yan Nanheng had already knocked her unconscious. He dragged the woman aside with a helpless expression, saying, "Master! What have I done to deserve this!"

Having said that, he urged Zhai Yun without regard for anything else, "Let's get down to business! They might come soon. This woman has seen us before; we can take her away later!"

With a swift movement, Zhai Yun, dressed in a prison guard's uniform, arrived outside a cell. Inside, the cell was filled with filthy men, who were crouching fearfully in a corner, covering their ears.

Zhai Yun threatened, "What did you see? Do you want to die?" Her voice wasn't loud, but it was enough to carry to every corner of the prison.