I was dizzy for a while. When I turned around, I saw Uncle Zhao throwing Hu Xiang and Sima Qing in. Then, he slammed the door and said, "Reflect on it here!"
A heavy lock clicked with a "click" sound.
There is such a strange Aunt Zhao in the world who likes to lock people up!
We haven't eaten since last night, and we ran out of the crowds of people with great difficulty, thinking that we could have hot meals. Unexpectedly, what greeted us was the fate of being imprisoned... Wuwu...
...Asaye Yue, your life is so miserable...
I got up from the ground and banged on the locked wooden door: "Aunt Zhao, I'm so hungry..."
It was quiet outside the door, and no one paid any attention to me.[
I don’t know how long I kept banging on it, but I just felt that my throat was getting drier and drier. Every time I took a breath, my throat was burning and dry.
I fell to the ground in frustration, my stomach growling.
I'm so hungry. I haven't eaten since yesterday, and after the intense running just now, my stomach is already extremely empty...
Just when I kept complaining that I was so hungry, a cold voice came into my ears: "Idiot!"
This voice... besides damn Sima Qing, who else could it be?