[69 Book Bar - www.] With the sound of the iron gate opening, she was pushed into a dark, damp corner, and her delicate shoulders were bumped against the wall.
"Uh... ugh..."
The sudden bone-chilling pain made her frown, and she couldn't help but groan. And the pungent stench coming from all around made her lean against the wall, retching.
stand up!
"Huh! I can't stand this little suffering, but I really think I'm a rich lady!"
"However, it's really a shame that you have such a beautiful body as a young lady! It's a pity that it's destined to be the fate of a maid!"
"Anyway, we'll be on the road tomorrow, so bear with it!"
The guards who escorted her and the jailers on death row made a few sarcastic remarks one after another, then sneered and left one by one...
Watching their backs disappear completely under the weak light, Jun Ruxi sighed softly, quickly stepped forward, helped Mo Qingwu up, and asked with full care and affection:
"Yi, Yini, are you okay? Dad will order them to change you to a cell with a better environment..."
"Humph! Dad? Haha, what a joke, what a big joke!"
With only a little bit of strength left in her body, Mo Qingwu waved her sleeves indifferently, rejecting Jun Ruyu's so-called 'love'!
"Prime Minister, may I ask, whose father are you? Could it be that you have a special hobby of going to death row and randomly trying to identify your relatives?"
Under the dim light, her voluptuous black hair was like ink, floating and scattered, covering most of her beautiful face, but the mocking sneer on her lips was particularly dazzling!
"Yi Ni! You..."
"I'm sorry, but the Long Yini you knew died long ago when she was in the hall, isolated and humiliated. So, from now on, please call me, Mo Qingwu!"
Looking at the woman beside him, although she was extremely weak, she was still stunningly beautiful and as cold as ice. She couldn't help but lower her head and sighed helplessly...
The two of them, mother and daughter, are almost exactly the same, even down to their stubbornness and tenacity!
"Okay...Yi, Qingwu! No matter what you say, dad...no! I will agree to it! It's just that your injury is really serious! Just let me apply medicine for you first, okay?"
"
As he spoke, he frowned slightly, and carefully took out two small porcelain bottles from his arms. They were covered with a thin layer of dust. It seemed that they had been stored in an unsupervised place.
for a long time.
After turning the porcelain bottle upside down, Jun Ruchen felt as if he had found a treasure. He quickly pulled Mo Qingwu aside and sat down on the simple, dirty bed!
"These are what I picked up on the ground when I entered the dungeon just now. They should be the leftover golden sore medicine used by the jailers!" Come on, his handsome face was actually exposed, as if he had stolen a lollipop.
Like a child, smiling smugly.
"Hmph! Picked it up?"
With a sneer, Mo Qingwu gently touched the two dusty small porcelain bottles with her slender fingers, and printed a few delicate finger prints on them that were exclusive to her!
"Come on, Qing Wu, don't talk so much. Your wound is very deep and it's still bleeding. I'll apply these medicines on you first to stop the bleeding!"
While he was speaking, Jun Ruxi had already carefully pulled out the cork of a bottle, but before he could pour out the medicinal powder, he only heard a "bang!"...
The two porcelain bottles were hit on the wall almost at the same time, breaking into pieces, and the remaining medicinal powder... was also scattered on the damp ground, mixed with the dirt!
"Are you crazy?"
Seeing that the medicine he had worked so hard to get was knocked to the ground like this, Jun Ruqian frowned, Huo stood up, and glared angrily at the culprit next to him, who was looking at the sneer on his face.
.
I saw that she was lazily leaning against the wall, raising her eyebrows slightly, moving her jade hands, pointing at the small handful of fine powder with a vaguely distinguishable color on the ground, and asked in a cold voice:
"If you were willing to 'pick up' some medicine to treat that silly woman who has loved you all her life, how could she have become sick from overwork because of a minor illness, and finally died of depression?"
"Shut up! You are just a daughter of a married woman who has never lived in the dark world. You have no right to question me about these things!"
Standing on the ground, Jun Ru opened the small and pitiful window in the cell, pursed his thin lips tightly, and stood with his hands behind his back. His handsome eyes were filled with inexhaustible flames of anger.
Obviously, it was Mo Qingwu's questioning words that made him angry!
"Have no rights? Hahaha, Jun Ruyi, it's only because you can't think of anything to shirk responsibility for a while, right?"
Smiling sinisterly, Mo Qingwu raised her body with one hand and slowly moved to the ground. Her delicate posture was trembling slightly, but she was as stubborn as she was! She insisted on meeting Jun Ruxin's eyes...
"You haven't thought that maybe, at the moment she was on the verge of death, she also prayed to God! If the story could be repeated over again, I shouldn't have rescued you, but thrown you back into the cold and biting cold.
In the river, let you fend for yourself!"
"Snapped!"
The moment the words fell, harsh slaps followed in vain in this dark, small, and death-filled cell...
"If you had such a majestic attitude, Prime Minister, why don't you embody it vividly in the fierce wife at home? Why, you are reluctant to give up?"
Caressing the half-numbed, swollen cheek, Mo Qingwu's charming eyes were as silky as silk, her defiance was charming, and her smile was so charming!
With her jade fingers, she elegantly wiped off the bloodshot thread, put it in front of her eyes, stuck out her tongue very seductively, and licked it clean. There was a bloodthirsty smile on her alluring face.
Seeing this, Jun Ruyin clenched his fists, his face was like a jade, and his eyebrows were wrinkled. He wanted to rush forward, take Mo Qingwu into his arms, and carefully check her injuries...
But...he knew very well in his heart that she wrapped herself up like a hedgehog with thorns all over her body, fully armed and seamless, and she would never accept anyone's care easily!
Finally, the half-raised hand was lowered back to its original position, and the curtain came to an end...
"For your mother, I admit that I owe her a lot! And for you, I have also made irreparable mistakes! But I have to do this, I have no choice, do you understand?"
"Haha, you have no choice! Why, Prime Minister, is it possible that someone put a knife on your neck and forced you to do this?"
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