All set. From now on, I could only eat lunch after finishing a chapter in the morning.
It was just past Shen Hour, around four in the afternoon, yet oil lamps had already been lit in Shuntian Prefecture's prison.
Under the bean-sized lamplight, every pockmark on Zhou Zheng's face reflected a greasy sheen, making him look like a freshly peeled potato.
He was reclining in a lounge chair, his eyes narrowed as he slowly examined the young woman opposite him inch by inch, strand by strand. His expression made it seem as though he wanted to wrap her in his mouth and swallow her whole.
The young woman was so flustered under his stare that she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
But she had a favor to ask of Zhou Da, so she could only force a smile and say, "M-Milord, please show mercy and let me see my husband. This is just a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it."
At the words "token of appreciation," Zhou Da's eyes lit up. But when the young woman slowly fished two strings of copper coins out of her sleeve, his expression immediately went flat again.
The young woman remained unaware. Timidly, she placed the two strings of coins on the table and looked at Zhou Da with nervous hope.
Zhou Da glanced down at the coins through half-lidded eyes, then sighed. "Fine. It's not that I care about the money. It's mainly that it isn't easy for a woman like you to be out and about like this. Go wait outside. In a while, I'll have someone take you in to see him."
The young woman was overjoyed. After thanking him profusely, she finally departed with graceful steps.
If she became a widow