The fate was changed, the mistress of the Hou family was slapped in the face and made money to win

Chapter 589 Wei Yao is in danger

Wei Yao originally thought that it was just a night patrol prison guard passing by, so she closed her eyes and ignored him.

However, she then discovered that the footsteps stopped outside her cell.

Her eyelashes trembled and Wei Yao suddenly felt her heart beating faster. When she opened her eyes and met the familiar face of the jailer, she felt relieved and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Are you going to interrogate me again?"

Why are they bringing him to trial so suddenly in the middle of the night?

But the jailer didn't say anything, he just looked around vigilantly.

Seeing this look, Wei Yao's heart skipped a beat and she immediately had a bad premonition.

After making sure that there was no one around, a cold and fierce look appeared on the jailer's ordinary face. He took out the key from his arms, opened the cell door and entered the prison.

The already small space seemed even more cramped with the entry of the jailer.

Wei Yao looked at the other person warily. Although the jailer had never shown anything wrong before, she guessed almost instantly at this moment that the other person should be sent by the real mastermind who poisoned the Queen.

"Who do you belong to?" Wei Yao asked with a frown.

The other party's hand mercilessly pinched Wei Yao's neck, "It doesn't matter who I belong to. What matters is that if you want to live, write a confession in blood."

Wei Yao's neck was covered with goose bumps and her hair stood on end. She immediately opened her mouth to call for help, but before she could open her mouth, the jailer exerted force with his hand, and the sudden feeling of suffocation cut off all the words she had not yet uttered.

Wei Yao struggled hard, trying to pry the hand off her neck, but the other party was holding her neck tightly, and Wei Yao's strength was nothing to him.

The air in her lungs seemed to be constantly squeezed, making it difficult to breathe. Just when Wei Yao felt that she was about to collapse, the hand on her neck finally loosened.

She fell to the ground, gasping for breath, but the other party did not intend to give up.

"Confession written in blood." The jailer's voice was very low, full of oppression.

Wei Yao gritted her teeth, trying to calm herself down, her voice hoarse and broken, "Impossible!"

The jailer narrowed his eyes, his narrow eyes reflected murderous intent, "Are you not afraid of death?"

"Although I don't know who you belong to, if I really confess now, I'm afraid I will definitely die."

Once the crime is completely put on her head, the other party will definitely kill her to silence her, and then give her the reputation of committing suicide out of fear of punishment.

However, since the other party has exposed his identity tonight to force her to confess, I am afraid he will not forgive her whether she confesses or not.

Wei Yao felt cold all over and opened her mouth to call for help again, but in the Ye Ting Prison at night, no one would approach except the jailers. Since the other party could appear here, it seemed that the other jailers had been sent away by him.

Wei Yao was in a state of confusion. She said to the jailer, "I don't know what the person behind you promised you, but if you really kill me, you won't be able to do it yourself..."

Before she finished her words, the jailer grabbed her hand and rubbed it hard on the rough ground.

A sharp pain came from her fingertips, and Wei Yao felt blood oozing out of her broken fingertips.

A large piece of the hem of the dress was torn off. The jailer held Wei Yao's bleeding finger and began to write on the piece of dress.

"Let me go!" Wei Yao shouted loudly and struggled hard, but the other party just hit her neck. Wei Yao suddenly felt powerless all over and could not struggle anymore. She even seemed to have no strength to speak. She could only watch the other party holding her hand and writing down the confession bit by bit.

After the confession was written, the jailer looked at Wei Yao again, untied the belt of her official uniform, and then tied it to the iron railing above the cell.

Wei Yao stared with eyes wide open, knowing that the other party was trying to fake her suicide by hanging. She opened her mouth hard to make a sound, but her whole body was still weak and her mouth just opened wider in vain.

Wei Yao was hung up, and the only broken stool in the cell was placed under her feet.

The jailer had a cold expression throughout the whole process, and did not show any emotional fluctuations because of the murder. Even when facing Wei Yao's frightened, angry and struggling eyes, he did not show any reluctance or guilt.

It was as if the person he hung up was not a living person, but just a prey whose time had come to die, a scapegoat chosen by his master behind the scenes to be thrown out.

The jailer threw the written confession on the ground and stood quietly by, waiting for Wei Yao to die.

Wei Yao felt a strong sense of suffocation in her throat. She struggled with all her might, trying to pull free the restraints around her neck, but she was so weak all over that she could do nothing.

She stared at the confession letter on the ground with hatred, unwilling to die in the cell like this, but the increasingly thin air in her lungs made her feel that there was nothing she could do.

Just when she finally closed her eyes and was ready to give up completely, a startled shout was heard.

"what happened!"

The unexpected rebuke made the jailer's expression suddenly change.

Obviously, the people had been sent away by him, so no one should come over. He immediately looked in the direction of the sound and found that it was a few royal guards.

They had already seen the situation in the prison clearly and rushed forward quickly.

One of them pulled out the dagger from his waist and shot off the belt of his official uniform. Wei Yao fell to the ground, feeling pain all over his body, but the strong feeling of suffocation was finally relieved.

Seeing that he was discovered, the jailer quickly jumped out of the cell and tried to escape, but was stopped by two royal guards, who immediately launched an attack.

The imperial guard who had just shot off the tie, seeing that Wei Yao was still alive, immediately joined in capturing the jailer.

The jailer's martial arts skills were not weak, but the Imperial Guards were all selected experts. In addition, the venue was limited, so he was quickly captured in a one-on-three situation.

One of the imperial guards quickly entered the cell and helped Wei Yao up.

"Madam Wei, are you okay?"

Wei Yao opened her mouth, but still could not make a sound, so she pointed to her neck.

The imperial guard quickly understood what was going on and applied a little more force to the acupoints on the neck. Only then did Wei Yao finally feel that she could make a sound.

The already hoarse voice became even more broken at this moment, and every word he spoke seemed to be painful.

But Wei Yao still pointed at the jailer and said immediately: "He grabbed me by force, made me write a confession with my own hand, and then wanted to kill me to silence me. He wanted to make it look like I committed suicide out of fear of punishment, and pointed out that the person who ordered him was the one behind the poisoning of the Queen!"