The corners of Shen Yanxiao's mouth twitched slightly. Although the voice was not very familiar, she was 100% sure that she had heard it before!
Looking at the claws of Dese, the color of the skin is obviously different from that of the elf.
Obviously, the owner of that claw is a human, not an elf!
Shen Yanxiao can only think of one human being who can be imprisoned here!
The "flower picker" who was imprisoned for molesting the daughter of the city owner, her third uncle - Shen Jing!
Shen Yanxiao was completely speechless. Her third uncle was a little too leisurely, right?
Even though the conditions in the elf cell are pretty good, he is still a prisoner. How can he be so enthusiastic? And he has to ask the inmates to eat fruit?
Shen Yanxiao looked at the sky speechlessly. She could understand more and more why Shen Feng had always subconsciously ignored her son.
It really makes people...
Can not bear to look.
Shen Yanxiao and Shen Jing came into contact only a handful of times. There was almost no conversation between the two. The few times they met were just a formality under Shen Feng's mobilization.
It can be said that Shen Jing is Shen Yanxiao's most unfamiliar relative.
Shen Yanxiao suppressed the complaints in his heart and quietly moved towards it.
Shen Jing, who was standing in the cage and extending his paws to his friend across from him, didn't even realize that his niece had already come to him. He still smiled and sent fruits to the other side.
Shen Jing is already in his early forties, but because of the good skin born in the Suzaku family, and the care he takes in eating, drinking and having fun, he looks no different from a noble man in his twenties.
To be honest, Shen Jing's appearance can be said to be the best among the second generation of the Suzaku family, except of course Shen Yu.
When Shen Jing is not cramping, he looks gentle and elegant, his movements are very elegant, and his smile makes people feel noble and gentle.
However, once you open your mouth...
He's just a dandy!
Although Shen Jing is in prison, his white brocade clothes are not stained by any dust. His long black hair is neatly tied up, and a jade pendant around his waist sways with his movements. At first glance, he looks like a suave man. Handsome young man.
only……
This "young master" is currently expressing his "friendliness" to the seven or eight elves in the cage opposite.
"Master Shen, your kindness has impressed us. You'd better eat this fruit by yourself." The elf on the other side looked at the overly enthusiastic Shen Jing with some embarrassment.
"I have a lot of food. Even one person can't eat it. If you open so many mouths, you will consume a lot of food. Don't be so polite. Logically speaking, we are in-laws." Shen Jing didn't mind the elf's refusal at all.
The elves imprisoned opposite Shen Jing were none other than the Moonlight Tribe.
Shen Yanxiao recognized the two young elves he had met at Moonlight Trading House at a glance.
Their expressions at this moment were very downcast, and they stood dejectedly by the wall, their faces very ugly.
"It's really not necessary." The elves of the Moonlight Tribe were very embarrassed. They had no intention of eating right now.
They actually recognized this Shen Jing.
Miss Wen Ya in their tribe married Shen Jing's younger brother Shen Yu. The Moonlight Tribe had some contact with Shen Jing before. They did not have any objection to Shen Jing, but now they really have no intention of chatting with Shen Jing. .