Wang Yingluo was locked in the Ministry of Punishment's prison.
The ground was cold and damp, covered with straw that countless people had lain on before, hard and darkened, emitting a strong musty smell and stained with many bloodstains.
Rats gnawed on something in the dark corners, unafraid of humans.
Once Wang Yingluo was thrown in, she was shackled at her hands and feet, the chains seemingly made of fine iron and weighing tens of pounds, restraining her from making any significant movements, even standing was difficult.
It was nothing short of falling from heaven into hell.
Before the Empress Dowager slapped her, she had already become the renowned Queen Wang. Respected and admired by all, mother of five children, her eldest son the Crown Prince, the future ruler of Great Yan, she had indeed become the most revered woman in Great Yan, unparalleled by anyone.
