This winter seemed to be exceptionally cold. 　　I was lying on the haystack in the prison, and the faint pain in my legs made me sleepless. It was my leg disease again. My stubborn disease has always been inseparable from Doctor Hu’s medicine. The medicine that Cristin put on my cuff before escaping from the palace had long been used up. Now, I was in deep pain. 　　Ever since I was imprisoned, Zach visited me once, but Lucille visited every other day. 　　She came, and naturally did nothing good, except for watching me in my miserable state and doing her best to humiliate me. 　　At the beginning, I was patient enough to talk to her. Over time, I didn\'t even have the desire to look at her. 　　This was her last resort, wasn’t it? Zach ordered to keep my life, and the prison head here always protected me intentionally or unintentionally. Even if Lucille wanted to play any tricks, she had no chance at all. 　　She danced happily on her own, but in my e

　　The jailer finally realized something was wrong, and hurriedly called the prison head for help. 　　The head of the prison intended to protect me. Seeing this situation, he didn\'t hesitate to send someone to the palace to report to Zach. He also sent someone to the Imperial Hospital for a doctor. 　　The chill subsided and the scorching sensation began to spread wildly in my body. 　　I felt that my internal organs were about to turn to ashes, and I was so uncomfortable that I was rolling on the ground. The head of the prison was walking back and forth in the corridor at a loss, with a hint of anxiety in his tone, \"What’s taking the doctor so long? Ah! My lady, hold on a little longer...\" 　　Then he suddenly turned to the jailer, who was also at a loss, and ordered, \"You, and you, hurry up and go!\" 　　Someone hesitated, \"Boss, this isn\'t it right. There’s only five of us on duty tonight. Luis and Mike have already gone. If we leave, you will be the o

　　I still found it hard to trust Cristin. After all, she betrayed me once. It wasn’t hard to imagine whether there will be a second or third time. 　　Cristin seemed to have guessed my scruples. She only lowered her head, and said, \"I know that my lady no longer trusts me, but it doesn’t matter. I will prove my intentions with my actions.\" 　　She declared so firmly that I couldn\'t find the right words to refute her with. 　　For a long time, I vaguely saw that the clothes on her shoulders had been soaked with blood, and then I remembered that the wound on her body had not been bandaged yet. I suddenly felt sorry, so I told her to go and treat her wound first. 　　Cristin obediently responded. She carefully tucked the quilt for me before turning around to treat her wounds. 　　Maybe it was because I’ve already discovered the fact that she had martial arts skills, so she didn\'t shy away from it anymore. She just took off her clothes and started to treat the

　　I felt like I was about to lose my mind. How could I listen to Cristin\'s advice? All I could think about was how to save my brother. Whether it was a trap or not, I have to try and help him no matter what. 　　However, Cristin was determined to fight against me, \"I will never let you go and risk yourself!\" 　　She opened her hands and stood in front of me, her expression and tone were firmer than ever before. So in desperation, I drew out the sword from her body, pointed the tip at her, gritted my teeth and said, \"Step aside!\" 　　\"No,\" Cristin spoke affirmatively as she stared at me without squinting. \"If my lady insists on going, you would have to go over my dead body!\" 　　Did she just threaten me? 　　I smirked and took a step forward, pressing the tip of my sword against her chest, and sneered, \"Do you think I wouldn’t dare? Don\'t forget, you owe me two lives!\" 　　It didn’t matter who ordered the killing of my child and my brother’s chi

　　If I had a sword in my hand right now, I would have definitely killed her without hesitation! 　　Unfortunately, I didn’t. 　　After trying everything I could to smash the door open, I was exhausted. Suddenly, the bumpy carriage ride finally stopped. 　　The closed carriage door was opened, and when Cristin\'s face appeared in front of me, I didn\'t even think about it, I just slapped her. 　　Even after slapping her firmly, she didn’t budge, and said to me respectfully, \"Please get out of the carriage.\" 　　I snorted coldly, ignoring the hand she stretched out to help me, and jumped down from the other side of the carriage to leave. 　　Cristin rushed to catch up with me and blocked my way, \"Don\'t rush to go, my lady. I will show you something. If you still insist on going after this, then I will not stop you!\" 　　I really hate her for being so convincing. 　　My brother is about to be beheaded in three days, and she still had the heart