On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Chapter 150
When Ye Yushi heard a familiar voice, he slowly raised his head, barely opened his swollen eyelids, and squinted for a long time before he could see clearly who was coming.

Quite embarrassed, he shrank his body that was tightly tied to the torture frame, which in turn affected the wound, and he couldn't help but let out a "hiss" sound. Ye Yushi did not dare to act rashly anymore, and could only stand in such an embarrassed posture. The two spoke.

"Has the miracle doctor figured out a way to cure the madness?"

Ye Zhiyu shook his head, held his hands tightly on the vertical rod of the cell door, and stuffed his whole head into the gap between the railings.

"Ye Yushi, what's the matter with your injuries!"

Ye Yushi shook his head and had no intention of complaining.

Seeing this, Fu Jingtong signaled Ye Zhiyu to be calm and took the key from the jailer. They entered the cell and finally freed Ye Yushi from the torture frame first.

Only then did Ye Yushi let out a long breath, and gently moved his legs, which were swollen from hanging for a long time. As a result, he tore open the unhealed whip wounds on his body, and a stream of blood poured out, instantly dyeing Ye Yushi red. The censor's clothes were stained with blood.

Ye Zhiyu couldn't bear it and asked Fu Jingtong to get the gold sore medicine that was always available in Dali Temple.

Now that there were only two people in the cell, Ye Zhiyu lowered his voice again and asked Ye Yushi who had done this to him.

Ye Yushi smiled bitterly, "I'm just bringing it upon myself. I was greedy for life and afraid of death, so I signed the confession, but then regretted it and refused to admit it. Naturally, some people can't stand it."

Ye Zhiyu was surprised, "Master Yushi has figured it out and wants to reverse the case?"

A hint of blush appeared on Ye Yushi's old face.

"After the last time the miracle doctor came, I repeatedly thought about what you said, and I felt that it was too cowardly to admit defeat like this. So when the jailer came to ask questions a few days ago, I insisted that the previous confession was I was forced to sign it."

"Then what?" Ye Zhiyu asked quickly.

Ye Yushi sighed, "It was nothing that day. Someone came the next day and asked the questions on the confession again. I answered truthfully, but I didn't see the bookkeeper writing down the record, so I knew that there might be something in it. Tricky."

"This is Dali Temple!" Ye Zhiyu could not help but feel a little indignant. "In Jing Zhaoyin, all you want to do is cover the sky with one hand. This hand is really long enough to reach into Dali Temple. Do you insist that you take the responsibility for nothing?"

"Besides, Fu Jingtong clearly knew that the Censor was imprisoned here. Didn't he take any precautions before leaving?"

Seeing that Ye Zhiyu and Fu Jingtong were also complaining, Ye Yushi quickly explained.

"Even if Mr. Fu has the intention to take care of him, he can only restrain his subordinates; he has no deep roots and no factions. If you ask him what the plans and backing of his colleagues are, I'm afraid he may not know the details as much as I do. "

"People came again on the third day, and what they had in their hands was no longer the confession. First they tied me to the rack and threatened me. When they saw that I didn't give in and change my story, they..."

When Ye Yushi said this, he shook his head bitterly.

What happened next? Ye Zhiyu could guess roughly by looking at the old and new blood stains on his body.

Unexpectedly, the other party was so lawless that he tried to subdue an important official of the imperial court. No matter how much Ye Zhiyu told himself to calm down, he could not help but feel angry.

When Fu Jingtong came back with the medicine box, he saw the two people who were relatively silent and tense.

Without asking directly, Fu Jingtong knelt down and opened the medicine box. "I don't have any medical skills, so I just brought some of what I had. Does the miracle doctor think it can still be used?"

Shaking his head, knowing that sulking now was useless, Ye Zhiyu rummaged through the medicine box, picked out the things he needed, and began to apply medicine to Ye Yushi's injuries.

It's just that the conditions in this prison are limited after all. Ye Zhiyu applied medicine and bandaged it, but even though he tried his best, it still felt a bit sloppy.

Seeing her frowning slightly and her eyes serious, Ye Yushi waved to her to sit down next to him.

"The miracle doctor came to visit the old man today, and I am very satisfied. The most important thing right now is to find a cure for the madness."

Ye Yushi didn't seem to care about the injuries on his body and opened his mouth to comfort Ye Zhiyu.

"Of course, if the miracle doctor is willing to rescue me, then I will be very grateful," Ye Yushi said, taking out a scarlet cloth from his arms and stuffing it into Ye Zhiyu's hand.

Ye Zhiyu shook off the piece of cloth and heard Ye Yushi explain: "This is a blood letter I have written in the past few days. If the miracle doctor has time, he can hand it over to the imperial master for me. He will know how to do it." Let this blood book have the greatest effect."

National Division?But he's not...

Ye Zhiyu subconsciously looked at Fu Jingtong, and when he saw him shaking his head slightly at him, he knew that the whereabouts of the Imperial Master had indeed been kept secret and had not been leaked, let alone Ye Yushi, who had been trapped in prison for several days.

It's just that Yushi Ye rarely has such a bloody nature. He would rather be punished and confess his feelings in a blood letter than become the scapegoat of the mastermind behind the scenes.

What's more, although the decision has not yet been decided, the three people present are actually well aware that the person who has the ability to stir up this turmoil and manipulate officials to frame Ye Yushi is none other than the one from Cining Palace.

Therefore, it is even more commendable that Ye Yushi insisted on resisting despite knowing that there were many implications.

With his mind spinning in an instant, Ye Zhiyu clenched the blood book in his hand and promised Ye Yushi, "Don't worry, Mr. Yushi, I will definitely deliver this blood letter."

Ye Yushi nodded happily and said with a smile: "The hardships these days are not in vain. You don't have to worry too much, my old body is still healthy; there are many people in Dali Temple, and the actions of the two of you If someone with intentions sees it, I'm afraid there will be endless trouble."

Although Ye Zhiyu had no choice but to join Fu Jingtong, he tied Ye Yushi back to the torture rack.

His heart fell as heavy as a huge stone, and he walked out of Dali Temple in silence. Ye Zhiyu just spoke: "Master Fu, is there no way to let the censor come out in advance?"

Fu Jingtong shook his head apologetically, "I just returned to the capital today. I don't know which colleague was responsible for interrogating Ye Yushi. However, if it was really the person in the palace who gave the signal, I'm afraid it won't help even if I intervene. , on the contrary, it will alert the other party and make the other party suspicious."

"We are helping Ye Yushi now. When His Majesty asks about this matter in the future, if we cannot find the real culprit, Ye Yushi will not be able to escape."

How could Ye Zhiyu not understand the truth?But Ye Yushi's self-certification written in blood was in her hand, and it was so heavy that she couldn't rest assured.

There was no news about the remote national master trying to track down the instigator... Ye Zhiyu was thinking about this in his heart, and he couldn't close his eyes even when the moon was in the sky.

Suddenly there were two sounds of "duk duk" outside the window, and Ye Zhiyu held the dagger and walked over cautiously.

She opened the window and saw who it was if it wasn't Xiao Qingrang whom she had been reading about all day!

(End of this chapter)