When the leading officers and soldiers saw that the mother and son did not resist at all, they became even less convinced that the boy was a monster.
If this little kid was really a monster, how could he have fallen into their hands obediently?
These stupid people must have been dazzled and couldn't figure out what the little baby was wearing. When the sun found it, it turned into a strange white light in their mouths.
Huh, monsters, he doesn't believe there are any monsters in this world.
The mother and son were taken back to the Yamen and taken into custody.[
The cell was dark and damp, and the air was filled with a damp musty smell, mixed with a sour smell. It was so unpleasant that it almost made it hard to breathe.
The boy's cautious face wrinkled up and he pinched his nose with his hands, "Mom, it stinks here so much."
Mu Lingyue also frowned. The cell was built underground, and it was freezing inside. The air was filled with a musty, sour smell, making people suffocate with every breath they took.
You definitely can't stay in a place like this for long.
"Zijin, wait a little longer, can we leave here?"
At this time, it was the time for prison meals to be distributed. The jailers were walking around, and other prisoners in the cell were also waking up from their deep sleep. The sound of the chains dragging on the ground was heard, yawning, cursing, and pain.
The screams sounded one after another.
The boy's cautious mouth turned up high, "My baby doesn't like it here, it's so dirty and smelly."
With his small body nestled in her arms, Mu Lingyue patted his back gently, soothing his impatient mood, "Well, wait a little longer, and when everyone outside is gone, we can leave here.
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With a clang, the cell door opened a small opening, and a chipped, dirty-looking porcelain bowl was thrown in.
There was porridge in the dark porcelain bowl. It was more porridge than rice soup. You could count the few grains of rice in the whole bowl.
After the prison meal was brought in, the jailer carried the bucket containing the meal to the next cell.
There is only a wooden bed in the cell.
Mu Lingyue led the boy Jin over and sat down, holding him in her arms.
The wooden bed creaked and shook slightly, as if it was about to fall apart at any moment.
She sighed softly, not expecting to encounter such a thing this time when she came out.
With a clang, the cell door was suddenly opened.
She looked up and saw a jailer walking in, waving to the two of them and saying, "Okay, you can leave here. Come out with me quickly."
Mu Lingyue had a surprised expression on her face, "You mean we can leave?"
The jailer nodded, "There is a message from above that there has been a misunderstanding and you can leave immediately. I said, why are you still hanging around? You don't want to leave here?" [
She was stunned and quickly shook her head, "That's not what I meant."
She was eager to leave here right away.
The man became a little impatient and said, "Then why are you standing there stupidly? Hurry up and leave. I'm still busy, so hurry up and hurry up. Don't delay my work."
As a result, the mother and son were free again within half an hour of entering the cell.
On the way home, the boy clapped his hands solemnly and ran around happily.
Mu Lingyue always felt that something was wrong.
How could they be released so quickly?
"Mother, mother, the baby wants to eat this."
While she was thinking intently, Xiao Zijin took her to a shop, pointed at the pastries on it and said, "Mother, the baby wants to eat this..."