After marrying Prince Mobei, the beauties were crazily criticized and favored crazily

"He just has a bad mouth, so he wouldn't dare to do anything." A hoarse voice came from the corner.

Luo Xiyao's eyebrows twitched, the cell was neither too big nor too small, in such a cell of ten feet square, she didn't even hear this person's breathing.

The death cell had no windows, and Luo Xiyao was locked in the innermost cell, the light was very poor, the torch on the outer wall could only illuminate one foot inside the cell door, and the speaker was sitting in the corner, perfectly blending into the darkness.

She turned her head to look over, and saw that the man was wearing a prison uniform that was too dirty to see the color, and his hair was messy, covering his eyes, making it difficult to see his facial features.

As soon as he opened his mouth, she heard his breathing and heartbeat.

The man is either weak to die, or a master hand.

The man arched his hands towards her. It was unknown whether his throat was injured or his voice was just the same. When his throat vibrated, it was like a saw sawing wood. "My servant, Yuan Mingde, dare to ask about the Changdao name?"

Luo Xiyao's thoughts turned, she raised her foot that was stepping on Shi Hu's wrist, threw the straw on Shi Hu's face, patted the grass clippings on her hands, straightened her Taoist robe, and bowed her hands in return: "He Jiu, it's nothing Daoist Priest, I just borrowed a Taoist robe to wear."

Yuan Mingde said with a smile: "So that's the case, I said you don't look like a stinky Taoist priest, and it really is."

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu' Put the straw on your face, "You talk as soon as you talk, can you not forget me?"

"Oh!" Luo Xiyao felt a little regretful, "I just wanted to punish you a little bit, but you put your chin back, I..."

Shi Hu shrank his shoulders, teary eyes hung on his ferocious face, "We are all prisoners on death row, can't we just talk about it if we have something to say? Let's talk about that... It is said that a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands..."

Luo Xiyao imitated Yuan Mingde and sat down, a mouse in the straw ran out in fright, Luo Xiyao grabbed its tail, the mouse slid on its limbs and made a frightened "squeak".

"Can a gentleman wear Taoist robes to pretend to be a Taoist priest?" Luo Xiyao laughed.

"Don't scare him." Yuan Mingde coughed twice, and said bluntly: "Shihu is just a silver-like pewter gun head, with the face of an eagle, and a sparrow living in his heart. He scares you just because he is afraid that you will be disobedient and cause trouble. Wanting to strike first is not really trying to do anything to you."

Luo Xiyao said shamelessly: "Actually, I just look fierce, I'm a nice person." Then, she handed the mouse to Yuan Mingde, "Brother Yuan, hold it for me, I'm useful."

Yuan Mingde's eyes froze, and under the urging of Luo Xiyao's eyes, he slowly stretched out his hand and pinched the mouse's tail.

Luo Xiyao got up and walked in front of Shi Hu, "Don't be afraid, I just stomped off your wrist and didn't crush your bones. I'll catch it for you, faster than you can catch your jaw!"

Shi Hu was about to cry, what dare he say?He dared nothing.

God, it's bad enough for him to be blamed by others, how can it make him worse?What crime did he commit in his previous life?

Yuan Mingde tried his best to ignore the weight in his hands, shook his head gently, and shook the hair that covered his face, revealing a pair of smart eyes, "Brother He, listen to the official's words, you were recruited by someone, Ming son went out?"

Luo Xiyao smiled and said: "That's the thing, but... I don't know if Brother Yuan has heard a saying that it's easier to invite God than to send God away? I don't want to go out tomorrow!"

Yuan Mingde laughed out loud when he heard this, and then straightened his face, "Are you here for the barracks?"

"It seems that Brother Yuan is sitting in prison, but he does not lack eyes and ears."

"What's the matter? Who doesn't have three or two friends?" He raised his chin to Shi Hu, "I'm thirsty, you call for a jug of wine."

Shi Hu's eyes lit up, and immediately ran to the prison door and stretched out his hand to pull the iron chain tied to the door, making a "bang bang bang bang" sound.

Not long after, an old official with keys on his waist came over, "What are you doing?"

"Wine." Shi Hugou said defiantly, "Uncle Yuan wants it."

The old official poked his head and glanced inside, "Wait."

Not long after, he brought in a jug of wine and a plate of peanuts.

Yuan Mingde said again: "Bring me a basin of clean water and saponins."

The old official hissed like a toothache, but he still didn't refuse.

"It's quite particular." Luo Xiyao knew that Yuan Mingde disliked dirty mice, so she got a piece of spider silk from her finger, tied the mouse's tail, and hung the mouse by the wall, "We're all in the same room as the mouse. You just touched your tail, but you still think it's dirty?"

Yuan Mingde pretended not to hear.

The old officer put the wooden basin filled with clean water outside, and said, "I can't open the door. If you want to wash your hands, come here and wash them."

Yuan Mingde got up and walked over, only then did Luo Xiyao realize that he was tall, with broad shoulders, and could move freely when he walked, and he didn't look like he was injured.

I saw him roll up his sleeves, stretch out his hands and carefully wash his hands with soap locusts, even rubbing the crevices of his fingers many times. His exposed arms are white and firm, not to mention pampered, and he is by no means an ordinary status.

"You two also come to wash."

It was obviously not the first time that Shi Hu had been asked in this way. Although he looked impatient, he didn't say anything, and obediently walked over to wash his hands, washing his hands very carefully.

Luo Xiyao is kind, who wants to be dirty if she can be clean!
Soon, the three of them were sitting side by side against the wall inside, drinking and eating peanuts.

Yuan Mingde said: "Shihu is the scapegoat. Although Gu Jin knew it, he couldn't find evidence, so he could only lock him here and wait for the opportunity. What about me? It was to hide from people. You are locked here, and you are not an ordinary person if you think about it." .”

Um?Luo Xiyao was dumbfounded.

She was sent in by Qian Mouse to clean her up. At first glance, Wang Butou looked like a money-loving weed, the kind that would sway in the slightest wind. Why did Wang Butou put him in this cell?Did he not know, or did someone do it on purpose?

"What? I guessed wrong?" Yuan Mingde greedily took the jug and drank it directly. Anyway, he had already shared a cup with Shi Hu and He Jiu, so what else?

Luo Xiyao told how he came in, but Shi Hu didn't notice anything, but Yuan Mingde smiled, "It can be seen that you were arrested on purpose, otherwise you could get Qian Er's so much nursing home in an instant, and it would not be easy to escape ?”

"So?" Luo Xiyao laughed, "Brother Yuan wants someone to arrest me?"

"You're all on death row, how can you arrest them?" Yuan Mingde snorted, "Dusi Chen has been so busy sending people in every day, are you here for these people?"

Luo Xiyao directly admitted, "So what? Brother Yuan wants to help me?"

Yuan Mingde put down the jug, "I am happy about things that can make Chen Yongnian unhappy. Tell me."

"I want to know where are the people he arrested?" Luo Xiyao asked directly.

Yuan Mingde said in a low voice: "You know, all the spies he caught were Mobei spies."

"So what? How do you know I'm not a Mobei spy?"