Yun Qiao said confidently:

"First, let his friends and servants hate you."

"Second, let his family and elders hate you."

"Article three, let him hate you himself."

"Article four, destroy his career."

"Article 5, destroy his health."

"..."

The crowd was dumbfounded and lethargic.

There are obviously no words on this piece of paper. Are all the friends, servants, family members, and elders in that list all pumpkins, eggplants, kidney beans, ants, and little turtles? !

Finally came to the last one: "If the above does not work, there is one last way."

Yun Qiao squinted his eyes, and thrust the pen in his hand like a knife into the paper: "Then kill him! You won't have a husband! Perfect!"

Everyone: "...!"

Is this too shocking?

The dog was stunned for a long while.

Finally, a female prisoner took the lead and clapped excitedly: "You said so good, but in fact I think so in my heart. I have tolerated my man for a long time!"

Immediately, someone agreed:

"I have never dared to say publicly before. I wake up every night and look at my husband who is sleeping like a pig, and really want to kill him. Why is he happy outside and I pretend to know nothing? On Valentine’s Day, he transferred WeChat 520 yuan to the outside mistress, and only gave me 5 yuan and 2 cents. I also pretended to be very moved to say thank him for the gift, but the mistress miscarried and said that it was me who caused me. Sue the court and put me in jail. They are chic outside. I shouldn't bear it!"

"Me too! Me too! I know that my husband is greedy for my father’s inheritance, so I stayed with me. Why do I have to fantasize about him and think that he will treat me better if he has money? The money ran away, and I was sent to prison for debt!"

Yun Qiao listened to everyone's stories with relish.

From each story, she gradually learned a lot of the customs of the empire, as well as many vocabulary she did not understand.

Hmm, especially the cockroach-like creatures like Xiao San, it is simply too eye-opening.

At this moment.

presidential palace.

The Imperial Palace Saint, after an important meeting, sat at his desk and squeezed his forehead wearily.

The state affairs are heavy, but a moth came out at home again. That night, he stayed up all night.

But he can't sleep yet.

He picked up the phone and dialed out: "What happened to her?"

On the other side of the phone, Zhang Bo had just gone through the formalities of visiting and leaving in the prison, and after hearing this, he glanced back at the female cell.

The tone was deliberately heavy: "Mr. President, Miss Qiao is very hard, the conditions of the cells are very poor. The Imperial Capital Prison is an old prison. The rooms are full of chase rooms with more than a dozen people. The air leaks everywhere and it is very cold. I After staying for a few minutes, her hands were frozen. One can imagine how much Miss Xiao Qiao suffered, not to mention that she almost drowned in the bathtub tonight, her body is already weak..."

Gong Shengxin felt soft for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Is it cold? Did you add a quilt to her?"

Zhang Bo said, "I added it! But it doesn't work. If you don't believe me, take a look. Even if you add an electric heater, it's still very cold here, several degrees below zero. I went to the toilet just now and almost froze into ice. "

Gong Sheng: "..."

For men, there is no concept of how cold it is.

But even if you go to the toilet, peeing can freeze, it can be said to be very vivid.