The forensic princess is not easy to be!

Chapter 261 This king must punish him well!
Heaven Prison.

After Guiming passed on Emperor Xing's will, the jailer hurriedly opened the cell and released Jun Qingchen.

When he came in, he was still dressed in a white robe, elegant and unrestrained. When he went out, the white clothes seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, and the original color could no longer be seen.

Even his hair is disheveled, as if he had a chicken coop piled on top of it.

The most important thing is that during these few days in the prison, he lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The jailers were all polite, nodding and bowing to him, "Eighth Prince, slow down, slow down, watch your step."

"Eighth Prince, you are as blessed as heaven, and I know that you will be released from the prison soon."

"Eighth Prince, this way please, the sedan chair has been prepared outside."

"Eighth Prince, you must be hungry, why don't you go and prepare some food for you, if you are full, you will have the strength to get out of prison..."

Lightly glanced at the group of jailers surrounding him, Jun Qingchen frowned.

These people are really good at worshiping the high and stepping down the low. That's not what they said when he first came in.

Seemingly thinking of something, he stopped in his tracks, "By the way, call the cell boss."

"Eighth Prince, what are you asking us to do?" One person asked timidly.

Jun Qingchen's tone became colder, "Who told me back then that if you come here, you won't be able to get out, huh?"

Although he looks very embarrassed now, it doesn't affect his aura. One sentence immediately makes people shudder.

All the jailers immediately looked at each other in blank dismay, looked at each other, and lowered their heads apprehensively.

"What about others, call me for this king, and I will punish him well!" Jun Qingchen said little Huya a little more coldly.

"Back to the Eighth Prince, our heads have been... already executed by the emperor."

"Ever since Princess Jiu went back, he was taken away by Eunuch Guiming and never came back..."

When Jun Qingchen heard the words, he suddenly lost interest, waved his hand, and brushed away the crowd.

Thinking of Emperor Xing, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

Just when he was about to walk out of the dungeon, a familiar figure approached him, and the corner of his mouth suddenly curled into a smile, "Sixth brother, long time no see."

Jun Qingnan saw the embarrassed Jun Qingchen, and after looking at it for a moment, he recognized him, "Eighth brother."

Looking down at the handcuffs and shackles he was wearing, the smile on the corner of Jun Qingchen's mouth deepened, "Sixth brother, I have spent several days in prison for you for nothing these days, and you will ask me to go to the drunk moon later. Eat upstairs. However, it’s hard to say whether you have an invitation, don’t you think?”

Jun Qingchen's face was full of dust, and his whole body was gray. Coupled with his frank little canine teeth, he looked very unbearable at this moment.

Jun Qingnan immediately darkened, snorted coldly, and walked straight past him.

Jun Qingchen shrugged, lifted his robe, and walked directly towards Dongming Palace.

The night is deep, and the clear oil lamps are flickering in the wind.

"Tick, tick..."

The cell was gloomy and cold, but it was eerily quiet, except for the sound of water leaking in the corner, the only sound was the squeaking of mice.

The shadow of the lamp flickered, elongating the figure of the man on the decayed wall.

Jun Qingnan's face was depressed, and he completely lost the high-spirited and flamboyant before.

Under his feet was rotten food, and he didn't move.

Without eating or sleeping, he stood like a sculpture in the cell.

After an unknown amount of time, he heard footsteps approaching, but he never turned around.

The visitor walked outside the cell door, looked at his back, and sighed softly, "Sixth Brother."

Hearing Jun Qingye's voice, Jun Qingnan looked over slowly.

(End of this chapter)