Chapter 433 Put Away Your Delusions

Murong Jie didn't know if he had become addicted to vinegar, and now he was always jealous, so he had to drink a few sips wherever he went.

In the evening Ni Rong sent the quilt to the prison, and after a while, Murong Jie also came, holding a quilt as well.

"What are you doing here?" Zian asked as he watched him walk straight in.

"Husband and wife share the same fate. Where do you sleep? This king will sleep where you are." He glanced at Zian's bed and said in disgust, "Are you so sloppy? Don't you put a mat under it? Just spread the quilt on the straw, how much?" Dirty."

Ni Rong said: "Xiao Sun has already gone to get it, and will be here soon."

"I'm in a prison now, how can I be so particular?" Zi'an said with blank eyes.

"It's not you who are particular about it, it's this king who is particular about it. I have to sleep too." Murong Jie sniffed it, and immediately said in disgust: "You didn't take a bath."

Zian said angrily, "Do you think this is a five-star prison? It also has its own bathroom."

"Why can't it work?"

Murong Jie told Ni Rong, "Go to Zhang Luo's bath tub and fill it up with water. You will guard outside yourself. No one is allowed to come in. Mosquitoes must be checked to see if they are male or female before they can be released."

"Don't bother me, I won't take a shower, I won't go anywhere, why take a shower? You have to look like you're in jail."

"Who will sleep with you if you don't take a bath?" Murong Jie cocked his eyebrows and told Ni Rong, "Go right away."

Ni Rong turned around aggrieved, "I'm a fifth-rank military officer, but I only do the work of a servant."

"Why so much nonsense?" Murong Jie roared.

Ni Rong covered his ears and ran out, go, why not go? He used thunder and bombardment at every turn, and being able to marry a daughter-in-law was purely a matter of face.

Women are really superficial animals.

Xiaosun came in with red eye circles holding the mat. She was wronged for her master, and she was sent to prison for no reason. How could she not be wronged?

"Okay, stop crying, isn't it just going to jail? We can afford it!" Zi'an had already comforted her just now, and this girl really burst into tears like a sea.

"My servant is not leaving tonight, so I'll be outside with Master Ni." Xiaosun sobbed.

"No, it's cold outside, don't wait outside, go back to sleep."

"No, I don't want to go back. The slaves have already agreed with Mr. Ni." Xiao Sun said stubbornly, "Besides, the knife is also outside."

After finishing speaking, she went out to help collect bath water.

Zian looked at Murong Jie, "Look, you did a good job, I really don't understand you, what is this palace doing with a cell? It's not a yamen."

"When the king left the palace and entered the mansion, he asked someone to build this cell, waiting for a disobedient woman like you to be imprisoned. It was originally designed that the walls are full of torture tools. Once people enter this cell, there will be a kind of The illusion of stepping into hell." Murong Jie bared his teeth and pretended to be a ghost to scare her.

Zian rolled his eyes, it was really a lot of joy for the young man.

However, from the design of this cell, she could see that it was for serious offenders.

Dig into the ground, with copper and iron walls, leaving vents on both sides, one on top of the head, so that the air can circulate. The iron railings are made of black iron, with exquisite design. Although I don’t know the mechanism, there are protruding stones on the door and the wall in the middle, which seem to be openings. Organ buttons.

"You don't have a real way, do you?" Zi'an asked.

Murong Jie suddenly felt that it was not fun, "How do you know that there is authenticity?"

"The front is pitch black, and the light shines on it and is swallowed up, proving that there is no end."

"That's right, this is the entrance of the tunnel. If there is any emergency, you can evacuate from the tunnel."

Zi'an felt very surprised. In this peaceful and prosperous world, what is he doing in such an authentic way?

He is ready to escape at any time.

Murong Jie said indifferently: "This king has offended many people, there is no guarantee that no one will want to take my head. It would be good to have another way out."

Zian sighed softly, "Well, yes."

He became the regent not long ago, but before the regent, he was already a warrior with great military exploits.

Surrounded by black guns pointing at each other, this kind of feeling is not good.

Ni Rong really asked someone to bring a bathtub and bring hot water, and Zian took a steaming and fragrant bath in the dungeon.

Sleeping here is not unaccustomed, she is not a delicate person, the mountains are steep, and she can fall asleep as long as she is extremely tired.

Moreover, their bed was not very soft, Murong Jie was used to sleeping on a hard board bed, and on this point, he was always willing to accommodate.

Of course, it's not a matter of accommodating, because she didn't ask for a soft pillow on the high bed.

Wherever there is him, is home.

"The empress dowager summoned you to go in, why don't you go?" Zi'an rubbed his arms in his arms and asked thoughtfully.

"Don't worry yet." Murong Jie hugged her, rubbed against her ear, and took out her vinegar pot from nowhere, "Come, take a sip."

Zian pushed away, "Don't drink!"

‘Drink, I will accompany you to drink. As Murong Jie said, he took another sip and handed it to her, begging her to drink it desperately.

Zian thought at first that he drank vinegar just to curb his alcohol addiction, but now it seems that it is not the case. He not only drank it himself, but also forced her to drink it. At the end of the day, she felt like she wanted to vomit when she smelled the sour smell of vinegar.

"Honestly, what are you doing with all this vinegar?" Zian asked.

Murong Jie ignored him, took a sip, pouted his mouth, and leaned over to kiss Zian.

Zian pushed him away violently, holding his stomach and gagging, he was so uncomfortable that he died.

Murong Jie smiled triumphantly, a strangeness flashed in his eyes.

"Crazy, go back to sleep, don't be here." Zian said angrily.

Murong Jie rolled her into his arms, wrapped his arms around her, and hooked his feet, "Shut up and go to sleep!"

Zi'an was so angry that he wanted to say more, so he turned over to cover her, but Zi'an pushed away vigorously, "This is a dungeon, there are still people outside."

"They won't come in!" Murong Jie bit her earlobe, "Shut up, don't disturb me, busy!"

Zi'an suddenly felt powerless. Did he know that the situation was serious?

Qingning Pavilion.

Tonight it began to rain finely, and the weather became colder and colder.

Sun Fang'er stood in front of the porch, her clothes were thin, and she shivered from the cold, but she was unwilling to add more clothes, and she was unwilling to go back.

She gritted her teeth, with hatred in her eyes. An ivy in front of the porch was torn to pieces by her.

"Did you see? Although she was imprisoned, he went to sleep with her in the prison. Is he heartless? He just doesn't love you. Even if you play tricks, he still doesn't love you." Nan King Huai's mocking voice came, every word was like a sharp knife, piercing straight into her heart.

Sun Fang'er's face was silent, her hatred held back, and she said softly, "So what?"

"No, I just remembered what you said before. Murong Jie would kill her or drive her out. I just thought it was funny. Where did you get the confidence to think he would do this? Just because you couldn't hook him up, you thought he was unintentional." people?"

"Enough!" Sun Fang'er was slightly annoyed.

King Nanhuai's tone was as cold as this winter rain, "This king is just warning you, don't spoil the big event with delusions, Murong Jie doesn't love you, he will never love you in his life, not only that, he also ruthlessly Laughing at your sincerity, such a man, do you still want to show mercy to him?"