Feng Jiuer returned to this place again and saw these slightly familiar faces again.
A Yang has stomach problems, A Biao has tenosynovitis, and the jailer has rheumatic leg pain.
But when she came this time, these three people obviously didn't recognize her.
She was thrown to the ground with a thud. Seeing that she was as beautiful as a flower, the jailer felt a little pity for her.
But, it's just pity, no matter how much care you take, it's impossible.
As for Qingyun, who was brought here with him, he was thrown into the cell next door.
The two cells were only separated by iron pillars, but they could see everything about each other clearly.
Seeing the chief jailer treating Qingyun respectfully, Feng Jiuer could only fall to the ground and lamented the injustice in this world.
Even if the celebrities around His Highness the Crown Prince are imprisoned, they will of course have to be taken special care of.
Who knows if he will be able to get out in the future? If he can get out, if he did something disrespectful to him in the prison, revenge will come at any time in the future.
"Lord Qingyun, when His Highness the Crown Prince wakes up, he will definitely order someone to let you out."
The guard who escorted Qingyun over was also very friendly and smiled warmly at him.
Qingyun nodded and didn't pay much attention.
The guards were about to leave. Before leaving, they did not forget to glare at Feng Jiu'er and snorted: "Feng Jiu'er, you'd better confess your guilt as soon as possible. Otherwise, your entire Feng family may be implicated."
Jiu'er ignored him, and the guards finally left.
"Are you Feng Jiu'er?" Ayang was the first to come over and tilted his head to look at this girl who was still as beautiful as a fairy even after being injured.
Feng Jiu'er? How is that possible? Isn't Miss Jiu of the Feng family an ugly monster?
Although he has great medical skills and seems to be a nice person, he is really ugly!
But now, how can this Feng Jiuer be related to ugliness? She is obviously a stunning beauty!
"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman?" Jiu'er fell to the ground and now he didn't even have the strength to get up.
When she spoke, Ayang immediately recognized her. Who else could this be if she wasn't Miss Jiu'er?
"Oh my God, A Biao! It's Miss Jiu'er. It's Miss Jiu'er who's back!"
A Biao also hurried over. When he saw Feng Jiuer, he was as enthusiastic as if he were seeing a relative!
Feng Jiuer almost rolled her eyes at them, did she think this was a good place? She seemed to want to come back!
Did you know that people who come here are carrying serious crimes, and most people really can't come to this place.
Now that she has come here to take on a crime, why are everyone so excited? Don’t you know that the crime on her shoulders will most likely make it impossible for her to even save her life?
Ayang and Abiao probably also remembered that their place was really not a good place.
The two of them helped her up, poured tea and water, and prepared food for her. Their treatment was even better than that of Qingyun next door.
Even Qingyun couldn't help but pay attention to this side, wondering what Feng Jiuer had done to make these people respect her one by one as if they were honoring their own boss.
There was something to eat and drink, and soon Jiu'er felt a lot more energetic.
When the two of them saw that her face looked better, A Biao couldn't help but ask: "Miss Jiu'er, what crime did you commit this time?"
The person who brought them here just now turned out to be a guard from the palace. The matter was of great importance. Of course, they didn't dare to ask any questions until someone came to interrogate him.
Who dares to ask about matters in the palace?
But now that it was Miss Jiuer who was in trouble, she couldn't help but ask.
Jiuer took out a breath, swallowed the last bite of chicken leg meat, drank another cup of tea, and then said: "Assassinate His Highness the Crown Prince."
"scare!"
When Ayang and Abiao heard this, his legs went weak and he almost knelt down for her!
It’s really amazing, he is indeed a big shot and he does all the big things!
Assassinating His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.
But...what? Assassination of His Highness the Crown Prince? God! Isn't this a capital crime?
Feng Jiuer rolled her eyes at the two of them and snorted: "Do you believe it?"
Where does she get such courage? It’s not like she’s really not afraid of death!
Unexpectedly, Ayang and Abiao nodded vigorously: "Believe it!"
"You're crazy! His Royal Highness has no grievances against me, so why should I assassinate him?"
That's true, but could it be... "It's because His Highness the Crown Prince is interested in your beauty and wants to do evil to you, so you..."
"Presumptuous!" Qingyun next door's face darkened and he said angrily.
A Biao was startled and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to Qingyun: "Subordinate... I am just talking nonsense. Lord Qingyun, please forgive me. I am just talking nonsense!"
"Why are you kneeling down to him? He is guilty of the same crime as me. Maybe both of us will be beheaded tomorrow. Don't be afraid, ha!"
At this time, Feng Jiuer could still laugh out loud, and even she had to admire her own courage.
But the question is, even if you are afraid, what can you do to solve it?
However, Feng Jiuer didn't care, but Ayang and Abiao admired her greatly.
Even Qingyun, who was sitting in the cell next door, looked at her with admiration and surprise in his eyes.
This girl, at such a young age, never expected that she could still talk and laugh quietly in such a cruel situation.
If it had been any other woman, she would have fainted from despair and crying.
Feng Jiu'er has such an advantage: take care of things as they come, there is no point in despair, just wait for things to change.
After eating and drinking, she clapped her hands and looked at Ayang: "How is your stomach problem? Do you want me to check it again?"
Ayang was still a little confused. She really couldn't understand why she was still in the mood to see a doctor for herself?
"Don't be so ignorant about cherishing opportunities. I might be beheaded tomorrow. If you don't let me see it now, there won't be anything when I die..."
"Bah, bah, bah, how could Miss Jiuer be the one who did something treasonous? She must have been framed!"
A Yang felt a little heavy. How could such a good girl be framed at every turn?
This time, he was charged with assassinating His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Being imprisoned for such a crime would make it very difficult for him to escape unharmed.
"Come here, let me check your pulse." Feng Jiuer waved.
"Miss Jiu'er..."
"If you don't want to watch, then ask A Biao to come over." Feng Jiuer pursed her lower lip, looking indifferent.
Of course Ayang wants to see it. After Miss Jiuer gave him a consultation and massage last time, his stomach problems have really improved a lot.
When he returned home, he kept asking his wife to massage him according to the gourd's pattern. Although it had some effects, it was still not as effective as Miss Jiuer's massage in person.
Feng Jiuer gave Ayang acupuncture to remove the stomach cold. After two sticks of incense, she said, "Okay, let Abiao come over and I'll show you your wrist."
"Ask who else is feeling uncomfortable. I am in a good mood today, so I will show it to you all!"
