Yun Qiao's face sank.

How long is a week? ! Is it seven days like Yun Guo?

No, she can't stay for a day!

"Tell him, I have to go out now! Otherwise...I will make him look good, huh!" Yun Qiao patted the table again.

The shock made Zhang Bo tremble.

"Well, Miss Xiao Qiao, I will go out and discuss with the President. You are here to wait for my news..." Zhang Bo patiently coaxed her.

"Hmm."

Yun Qiao was taken back to the cell by the staff.

Where no one was there, Yun Qiao secretly stroked his fingers, "hiss——!" He gasped in air.

Damn, this broken place doesn't even have a paperweight, inkstone, or pen holder. When she gets angry, there is nothing to slap the table to vent her anger.

That made her use her delicate little hands to pat the table.

Oh, it's all red and swollen!

Sitting angrily in the cell, she missed her chief guard, Asheng.

If there is a saint, it will be fine.

Whatever she wants, he will find it for her the first time and bring it over.

She sees who is not pleasing to her eyes, he will give her a lesson.

If Ah Sheng is here, how can that cheap husband dare to bully her like this? Hmph, A Sheng will definitely help her throw that scumbag into jail and be tortured severely.

Instead of sitting here pitifully.

Alas, I don't know if A Sheng is dead or alive, and if she falls into this strange world like her.

Now she is alone, without relying on herself, she can only rely on herself.

Live on your own, take revenge on your own, rely on yourself... Try to find A Sheng, try to find a way home, and return to Yun Nation.

Master Yun's National Normal University, and her little court ladies, are still waiting for her to go back to molest.

She didn't even see the good figure of the National Normal University, nor did she taste the taste of the bridal chamber, so she left her home like this, is it really regrettable.

"Get a pen for this palace! Paper!"

Yun Qiao angrily rushed to the staff outside the cell and ordered.

The staff's complexion twitched for a while.

No way, he turned around and got it for her.

The Chief Zhang of the Presidential Palace was so polite to the female prisoner just now, and he specifically explained that they should not treat her wrongly. She would give her everything she wanted, take special care of her meals, and add quilts to keep her warm...

It seems that this woman didn't offend the presidential palace, but has a hidden secret.

That being the case, of course they dare not embarrass Yunqiao again.

Don't wait for this woman to go out someday, and complain to the President severely, they can't eat it and go around.

Pen and paper were quickly brought over.

Yun Qiao sat cross-legged on the ground and began to write and draw.

"What a broken pen? Who can read words with such fine writing and the size of mosquito legs? And this paper, as white as a ghost, is much worse than the yellow silk paper in our palace. The people here are so real. No, really uneducated..."

Yun Qiao complained while writing.

But there was a circle of female prisoners around her.

On a cold winter night, everyone didn't mean anything except sleep. Seeing Yun Qiao would be visited for a while, and then he could get paper and pen to write and draw, everyone was very interested.

"What are you writing about?" Someone couldn't understand.

Yun Qiao pointed at the object above, raised his chin, and said proudly:

"What I wrote is a hundred ways to divorce my husband and myself!"

Everyone: "..."

They only saw a bunch of pictures on the paper, pumpkins, eggplants, kidney beans, and even ants and little turtles...

Where did you see a word?