The deepest layer of Zhao Prison of Xiuyiwei burst open with the booming sound of a prison door.
Although this place was designated for detaining serious offenders, the space inside was spacious and kept very clean.
The air, while not particularly fresh, was not as damp and musty as outside, and it wasn't mixed with the stench of blood and filth either.
Inside the cell, Sun Chuyun, who had been practicing her calligraphy at the desk, looked up in surprise at the newcomer entering the room.
It was Wei Bailong of Xiuyiwei—the Zhu Fu Shi—
After stepping through the prison door, he greeted Sun Chuyun with clasped fists, "Miss Sun, you are allowed to leave prison now. This morning, the Jianguo Princess granted you a special pardon, absolving you of all charges. From now on, you are a free person."
