The day my father was sent to prison, everyone in the capital was waiting to see how sick I was.
They said that the Su family was finished. Su Qingning, the medicine jar, had no father and would be bullied to death within three days.
I coughed up blood, carried the last box of gold in my house, and walked alone into the prison that everyone feared.
Prison head Shen Lian, a notoriously cold-faced King of Hell, looked at me as if he were looking at a dead person.
"Miss Su, Huangquan Road is not this way, you are going the wrong way."
I ignored the knife at his waist, but took out my soft sword from my sleeve, gently put it on his shoulder, lowered my voice, and smiled in his ear.
"Master Shen, I'm not here to beg you. I'm here to make a deal with you."
"You help me protect my father, and I'll help you... Become the only master of this prison."
His pupils shrank suddenly.
Later, he turned things upside down for me in the prison, and I stirred up troubles for him in the capital.
Everyone said that I was committing suicide by marrying a jailer, but little did they know that my shady husband was the sharpest knife in my hand.
And I am the only light in his dark world.
