Several prisoners walked out tremblingly, and Liu Bei asked with a gloomy face: "Who is talking nonsense?"

The jailer who spoke first stood up with a thorny bullet and said noddedly: "Yes... it was my subordinate who spoke first, but did you say you don't care?"

His face was filled with horror and confusion.

Liu Bei glared at him and said, "Hmph, if I don't care, how can I establish my authority!"

Liu Bei was furious, widened his eyes, and shouted angrily: "Don't think I don't know. Many people are talking about me behind my back! I say I'm so crying, and I don't have the spirit of a man with a strong spirit! Humph, don't think I'm easy to bully!"

He glanced at the prison guards, then pointed at the ill-talked jailman and said sternly: "I must establish my authority today! The rest of you, beat him!"

The prison guards were so scared that their faces were pale. The accused prison guard was even more frightened and begged for mercy: "Lord, please spare your life! I will never dare to do it again!"

But Liu Bei was unmoved at all and still glared at them.

Although the other jailers were reluctant, they did not dare to disobey Liu Bei's orders and hesitated to attack the jailers.

Liu Bei looked at this scene and his face was still gloomy, thinking to himself: We must let these people know that they are definitely not easy to mess with!

Liu Bei stood aside and stared at the jailers' movements. Soon he noticed something was wrong. Their movements were obviously perfunctory, which was clearly letting go!

Liu Bei's face suddenly became even more gloomy. He opened his eyes wide and shouted loudly: "What are you doing! If anyone doesn't use force, he will be beaten with him!" His voice shocked the air around him as if it was trembling, and his heart was full of anger. How dare these people treat him so perfunctorily.

When the jailers heard this, their faces showed a look of horror. They looked at each other and saw helplessness and fear in each other's eyes.

The jailer who spoke first was so scared that he trembled all over and felt very regretful.

Everyone had no choice but to grit their teeth and beat the jailer who was talking badly.

Liu Bei watched them start to exert force, and his face calmed down a little, but his eyes were still majestic.

After a while, the beheaded jailer was covered in wounds and fell to the ground with a dying breath, almost losing consciousness.

Liu Bei frowned slightly, waved his hand, and said, "Okay, stop."

There was no trace of pity on his face, and he only thought in his heart that his majesty must be maintained.

Then, Liu Bei said coldly again: "Take him to see the doctor."

After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving the prison guards behind, quickly lifted the injured prison guard and went to find the doctor to treat him.

At this time, Liu Bei's heart was a little complicated, but he knew that sometimes he had to make up his mind.

Guan Yu sat in the cell. He heard the noise outside and Liu Bei's anger. He frowned slightly and thought to himself: Brother is going to establish his authority.

He shook his head helplessly, with a look of understanding on his face.

On the other side, Xi Yu was riding a horse and galloping with a gloomy face.

Tuoba Yu's figure appeared in his mind again, his teeth were clenched tightly, his eyes full of anger and resentment.

"Why do I still think of that woman?" Xi Yu roared in his heart, "I'm so incompetent!" He whipped the horse whip hard, trying to dispel the shadow in his mind, but the shadow was like a ghost and could not be lingered.

His face was full of pain and struggle, and his heart was full of despises for himself.

Xiaohong looked at the Prime Minister with a strange look and couldn't help but ask with concern: "Prime Minister, what's wrong with you?"

Ouyang Linlin sighed softly from the side and said softly: "He must have thought of Tuoba Yu again."

At this time, Xi Yu was as if he was possessed and whipped the horse hard, and the horse rushed out quickly like an arrow from the string.

Song Shuwen, who was riding with Xi Yu, was so scared that his face was pale and shouted in horror: "Ah! Prime Minister, hurry up!"

His heart was beating wildly, and he hugged Xi Yu's waist tightly with his hands, his heart full of fear.

But Xi Yu seemed to hear nothing. He only had Tuoba Yu's shadow in his mind, his heart was filled with pain and struggle, and his face looked almost crazy.

The horse finally stopped slowly after a gallop. Only then did Xi Yu realize his loss of composure just now as if he had woken up in a dream.

He looked at Song Shuwen with guilt on his face and said anxiously: "Shuwen, sorry, I just..."

Song Shuwen sighed helplessly, looked at Xi Yu, and said softly: "Prime Minister, Mrs. Tuoba may really have no fate with you, so don't continue to worry."

His eyes were full of concern and helplessness, and he felt sad for Xi Yu.

After hearing this, Xi Yu showed a look of pain on his face and thought to himself: Don’t I know, but why can’t I forget her?

He bit his lip and said slowly, "I...I understand." But his eyes still revealed unconcealed sadness.

The horses Ouyang Linlin and Xiaohong also arrived hurriedly. Ouyang Linlin quickly dismounted and came to Xi Yu, saying with a worry-faced look: "Husband, don't be too sad."

Xi Yu raised his head slightly, smiled, and said lightly: "I'm fine, don't worry."

But he was thinking in his heart: No matter how painful it is, no matter how it is, he cannot express his emotions so obviously on his face, and he cannot let others worry about him all the time.

Ouyang Linlin looked at Xi Yu and suddenly said quietly: "Husband, I am a little envious of Tuoba Yu, who can make you so worried."

When Xi Yu heard this, he was shocked. He hurriedly reached out his hand and grabbed Ouyang Linlin's arms tightly. His eyes were filled with fear and panic. He said anxiously: "Linlin, you must not leave me!"
Chapter completed!