Chapter 556 The Republic-era Miss Who Admitted Her Mistake to Her Arranged Marriage (27)
Chapter 556 The Republic-era Miss Who Admitted Her Mistake to Her Arranged Marriage (27)
Wen Yuzhi and Shen Congjun appeared to have no obvious wounds, but in reality, they had both suffered torture.
After enduring these past few days of torment, Wen Yuzhi had long lost her patience. With her hands and feet bound by iron chains, she struggled to get up and rush towards Mu Zhou.
Before he could even stand up, he was pushed to the ground.
"Ah! Mu Zhou, let me go!"
Wen Yuzhi felt humiliated and didn't want to be so pathetic in front of Mu Zhou, but he was also extremely afraid of being tortured again, so his face was contorted with rage.
She suddenly thought of something and looked up at Mu Zhou:
"You know the old warlord and the young marshal, right? I advise you to release me as soon as possible and not cause trouble in front of them."
Seeing that Mu Zhou remained silent, she assumed she was afraid, so she continued her threats triumphantly:
“My father has a close relationship with the young warlord. They will never give your little Mu family any face. If my father reports you to them for treating me like this, your whole family will suffer a terrible fate.”
As she was speaking, the sound of military boots echoed through the cold, dark prison.
The footsteps were neither hurried nor slow, but each step carried an inexplicable pressure, causing everyone to quiet down and stare directly at the iron gate of the passage.
The next instant, Shen Huocang's face appeared.
He was dressed in a solemn military uniform, tall and imposing, with shiny military boots that gleamed with a dark light, encasing his calves and perfectly outlining his narrow waist and broad shoulders.
His presence made the atmosphere in the entire prison even more dangerous.
Wen Yuzhi stared blankly at the man in front of her for a moment before she came to her senses.
"Young Marshal..."
She recognized Shen Huocang.
But this was immediately followed by confusion and shock.
What's the young marshal doing here?
A glimmer of hope arose in her subconscious, but the next moment, she watched helplessly as Shen Yucang walked towards Mu Zhou.
He pulled off his black leather gloves, placed his large hand on Mu Zhou's cheek, and wiped away the tear from the corner of her eye.
"Why are you crying?"
His low, hoarse voice was full of heartache.
Wen Yuzhi's eyes widened:
"Young Marshal?"
She called out indistinctly, unable to believe her eyes.
In a daze, she suddenly remembered what Mu Zhou had once said.
Could it be that the fiancé she mistook for someone else is the young marshal?!
So, was the person who imprisoned her here also the young marshal?
In an instant, it felt as if the sky had fallen for her.
Meanwhile, Shen Congjun wisely remained silent.
He was adept at assessing situations and knew he must not anger Mu Zhou and the young marshal.
So he just looked at Mu Zhou pitifully, hoping she would soften her heart and beg the young marshal to let him go.
After all, they had been engaged, and Mu Zhou was still able to come to Anping to find him on her own.
She must have had feelings for him.
They certainly couldn't bear to see him suffer and lose his life.
Unfortunately, Mu Zhou didn't pay attention to him, but Shen Juncang caught a glimpse of his expression out of the corner of his eye.
He chuckled silently, then gave a look to the person next to him.
Soon, a soldier quietly walked up behind Shen Congjun and pressed a silver needle into an acupoint.
Shen Congjun's eyes widened and became bloodshot instantly. The immense pain made him want to scream, but he couldn't make a sound.
He was pressed down and unable to move.
He desperately looked at Mu Zhou, only to find that his view was also blocked by the young marshal.
On the other side, Wen Yuzhi looked much more dejected.
But she still didn't want to give up.
"Young Marshal, please spare me for my father's sake. I know I was wrong."
Shen Yucang didn't even glance at her, his eyes fixed on Mu Zhou:
"What do you say?"
Mu Zhou was now completely disappointed in Wen Yuzhi. She shook her head:
"I don't know, but I really can't agree with her wanting to completely destroy me just because of my relationship with Shen Congjun, and by such means."
Shen Huocang nodded in agreement:
"Then leave it to me."
Wen Yuzhi was startled. Recalling the methods she had used before, she immediately blurted out:
"Young Marshal, this woman is no longer clean; she's already been... by my brother..."
Wen Yuzhi was unaware that Wen Heliang had been knocked unconscious before he even touched Mu Zhou that day.
She thought Wen Heliang had succeeded and wanted to use this to make the young marshal dislike Mu Zhou.
But before she could finish speaking, her mouth was covered.
Shen Hucang's expression was cold:
"Take it down."
Wen Yuzhi couldn't believe that the young marshal would be so infatuated with Mu Zhou that he didn't even care about these things.
She was taken away in despair, her face filled with resentment and hatred towards Mu Zhou.
Mu Zhou was enveloped in sadness, and looked down at Shen Congjun, who had been silent all along.
"You...you never intended to fulfill our marriage agreement from the very beginning, did you?"
Seeing that Shen Congjun remained silent, she continued:
"Then why didn't you say so? I've been waiting anxiously for you to return from your studies and marry me."
Why don't you say it?
Of course, it's because once he tells his family, they won't let him continue his studies abroad. If they cut off his source of income, how can he still live a carefree life overseas?
Naturally, the priority is to stabilize the family and the Mu family.
As for delaying Mu Zhou, that was not within his consideration.
Shen Congjun was selfish by nature.
But naturally he dared not say it.
At this moment, Shen Congjun had too many excuses he wanted to make, but unfortunately, he couldn't say anything.
His neck was so weak that he couldn't even lift his head.
Seeing all this, Mu Zhou had nothing to say and didn't even bother to look at Mu Zhou.
She asked one last question:
"Shen Congjun, did you already know that the Wen siblings wanted to harm me, yet you tacitly allowed it to happen?"
Mu Zhou no longer wanted to know what he wanted to do or why he did it.
All she wanted to know was whether Shen Congjun had known all along that she would be hurt, but hadn't warned her.
Shen Congjun, lying on the ground, remained silent.
Mu Zhou was completely heartbroken.
She seemed to have lost all her strength.
Shen Yuncang took the opportunity to put his arm around her shoulder:
"Let's go. Since he doesn't want to say anything more, he probably has nothing more to say to you."
His distortion of the truth angered Shen Congjun to the point that her eyes became bloodshot.
But he was helpless and could only watch as Mu Zhou was carried away by Shen Yucang.
*
After leaving the prison, Mu Zhou returned to his room.
She sat at the table, propping her forehead up with one hand, lost in thought.
She knew that the Wen siblings and Shen Congjun would most likely never leave the prison.
She relaxed a lot.
With Shen Huocang's help, completing the task was indeed much easier.
Next…
She took out a piece of paper and began to write.
After writing two pages of text, she put down her pen.
This is a farewell letter left for Shen Huocang.
She started packing her things.
Shen Yucang had already had his luggage, which was previously at the Love and Care Hall, brought over.
She wants to take all of these with her.
She took out the small box she usually brought with her when she came to An.
She didn't touch any of the things Shen Yucang bought for her.
After filling all the small boxes, she stood silently for a while, feeling somewhat emotional.
Now that she has no more obsession with Shen Congjun, there is no reason for her to stay any longer.
She wants to go back to Ruancheng.
Mu Zhou made up his mind and prepared to send a servant to find Shen Yucang.
But to my surprise, when I opened the door, I found him already standing there.
Shen Yuncang's eyes were dark and unfathomable; it was unclear how long he had been standing there.
Mu Zhou was intimidated by his deep gaze and couldn't help but take two steps back, his hands nervously clutching the small box.
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