Ye Kui nodded and asked slowly, "Oh, that's fine, next time, when you're delivering something, remember to wear a hat and a mask. I don't want to see you, it's so refreshing. Last night
But I haven't had a good sleep all night."
really.
She tossed and turned last night and couldn't sleep, and her originally fair skin on her face couldn't help but get dark.
Hearing words.
The servant suddenly said angrily: "You are just a prisoner, don't go too far."
Ye Kui smiled and said, "But you know very well that your Lord attaches great importance to me, otherwise you would not have let you deliver food to me in person every day. If you don't cooperate, I will see your Lord in a few days.
, I will complain to you personally to see if he will abandon your patriarch and protect me as handsome as a man.”
This dungeon, with three meals a day, is indeed sent in by a regular person.
But she is an exception.
Her three meals, even drinking water, were delivered in by servants every day.
Therefore, even though this servant hates her, he still dares not be too presumptuous.
Sure enough, when the servant packed up the dishes and left, he just glared at Ye Kui angrily.
Next, the servant indeed put on a hat and mask as Ye Kui ordered, but looked at Ye Kui with anger, and he was too lazy to say anything.
The servant bent down and was about to put the tray on the stone bed, suddenly, his neck hurt and his eyes turned black, and he fainted on the ground.
The tray fell and suddenly made a burst of crisp sounds.
"I won't eat it, you can go out for me. These are the things that I'm almost vomiting to death after eating."
The man in black who was originally guarding outside the dungeon turned his head, looked at the cell through the window of the iron door, and then retracted his sight again. In the past few days, this woman in the cell has asked for it all day long.
Yes, from time to time, he quarreled with the servant who delivered the meal, and forced the servant who delivered the meal to remain silent.
Therefore, the men who were guarding outside the cell were already used to it.
In the dungeon.
Ye Kui's expression on her face was calm and indifferent.
She bent down, helped the servant to the stone bed, and lay down with her back to the prison door.
Finally, stand up.
She picked up the tray and slowly walked out of the prison door.
Under the maid's outfit, a delicate and small face was hidden under the mask, the hat was slightly lowered, and a pair of clear and moving black eyes drooped, like a gauze curtain, covering her unique black eyes of oriental people.
.
The man outside the cell saw her coming out and his eyes did not fall on her, but leaned over and looked at the woman lying on the stone bed.
Ye Kui's hands holding the tray subconsciously tightened.
A familiar rustling sound came up behind him, and the man who was guarding outside the cell looked at the figure that had not left far away and said unhappily: "Are you not going out yet?"
Hearing words.
Ye Kui nodded immediately.
She took a step and slowly walked out towards the entrance of the dungeon.
On the long corridor, there were screams of closed doors that pierced the eardrums.
Ye Kui's pace was still gentle, and the expression on her face was calm and calm.
only.
The hand holding the tray has already turned white due to force.
This aisle made her deeply understand what the real purgatory is.
The voices were like whipping with peppers, and they fell hard on her heart, with a scorching pain.