Chapter 128 Isn't it just for money?

The jailer rolled his eyes, put the bracelet into his sleeve, took the cloth with words written on it from her hand, stuffed it into his chest, and then smiled flatteringly: "Just leave this matter to me, but..."

He looked up and down at Song Shiwei: "The whereabouts of the prince are not something that a mere soldier like me can know, and the cost of the arrangement..."

Song Shiwei's eyes moved slightly.

After all, isn't it just for money?

She was disgusted in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it on her face. She smiled lightly, took off her gold-studded ruby ​​earrings, and handed them over.

"Sorry for the trouble, brother."

The jailer refused: "How can I do this?" He put away the earrings.

Then he stood up and said, "I'll go call the doctor."

He walked out of the cell and locked it. The other jailers were sitting at the table drinking wine and eating peanuts. From his expression, they knew that he had looted some good things again.

There was no reason for one person to take all the things looted from the cell. They looked at each other with ill intentions.

The jailer obviously knew what they meant. Before they could make a move, he put the bracelet on the table.

Seeing that they were all attracted by the bracelet, the jailer said directly, "The one inside asked for a doctor, I'll go get him. Who of you is going to pawn this bracelet?"

The others immediately started arguing, and the jailer went straight out of the cell, went out the door, and went straight to the Sixth Prince's Mansion.

But today, it was not a good time. The gatekeeper in front of the Sixth Prince's mansion said bluntly, "The Sixth Prince went to the lake with Prince Bol today. If you want to hand over something, leave it here first. I will present it to the Sixth Prince when he comes back."

That won't work!

If the gatekeeper handed it over, how would the Sixth Prince know who he was?

Speaking of boating, there was only that!

The jailer thanked the gatekeeper and rode away on his horse.

...

In the painted boat, Xiao Yanli was talking to Bol, surrounded by five or six singing girls, and a woman in front was playing the piano.

The sound of the piano was melodious, and her slender jade fingers flew on the strings. Her face was covered with a veil, but her eyes were charming and attractive.

Bol narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was immersed in the sound of the piano and couldn't extricate himself.

"This late autumn boating is also a special experience. I heard that Prince Bol is good at riding and shooting? What a pity. If he had come earlier, I would have been able to broaden my horizons in the autumn hunt."

Bol opened his eyes, and Xiao Yanli smiled: "I wonder how long Prince Bol will stay in Tianqi?"

"He will leave after the New Year's Day."

Unlike Malzaha, Bol spoke official language very fluently. He yawned slightly boredly: "Who is she? She plays the piano well."

"The newly selected oiran in Zuiyuelong, Miss Liuliu, Prince Bol also knows something about the piano?"

"Oiran? Why don't you take off your veil?" Bol raised the wine glass and poured it down directly, saying "tsk" in disdain: "You should drink wine from a bowl to enjoy it!"

Xiao Yanli raised his eyes, and the singing girl who was pouring wine beside him paused and said quickly: "It's my fault for not thinking it through. But this pleasure boat has reached the center of the lake, and it's really inconvenient to go back. Please understand us."

Bol glanced at her, but didn't say anything in the end. He just opened the lid of the wine bottle and blew it directly into his mouth.

Xiao Yanli's eyes were full of disgust.

He gulped down a few big mouthfuls, and the wine slid down his chin to his neck. The singing girl who was serving him was about to wipe him with a handkerchief, but he impatiently pressed down the singing girl's hand and wiped it himself.

Xiao Yanli saw his actions, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, hiding his thoughtful look. With

such behavior, could it be that Prince Boer doesn't like women?

Then is he a homosexual?

"I've heard that the people of Mobei are generous and magnanimous. Seeing them today, I find that their reputation is indeed true."

Bol glanced at him and said abruptly: "Speaking of which, this prince is also very curious about the Sixth Prince."

Xiao Yanli raised his eyebrows: "Oh? How come?"

"How did the Sixth Prince recover his sanity from being a fool? After getting along with him for the past few days and watching the Sixth Prince talk, I really can't imagine that the Sixth Prince was a fool before ."

Xiao Yanli's smile froze, his eyes were gloomy for a moment, and then changed in an instant: "Prince, I don't know myself, but I heard from my mother that I fell off the rockery and recovered my sanity."

Bol nodded, not knowing whether he believed it or not.

The two fell silent, and only the sound of Liu Liu's piano remained in the pleasure boat. Xiao Yanli played with the wine glass and looked at Bol inconspicuously.

As soon as Liu Liu finished her song and took a break, Xiao Yanli said, "Is there no girl in this pleasure boat that Prince Bol likes?"

He pointed at Liu Liu and said, "She is the most beautiful courtesan today and she is still a virgin. What do you think, Prince?"

Bol did not even look at her. He suppressed his inner impulse and rolled his eyes and said, "You Tianqi girls are very reserved, not as bold as our Hu Ji. I don't like reserved girls."

This was a refusal.

Xiao Yanli raised the corners of his mouth and did not mention it again.

The scenery of the lake cruise in late autumn is not as beautiful as that in midsummer. Bol was bored before he had even walked halfway.

Xiao Yanli also saw what he was thinking and ordered them to turn around and go ashore. As soon as the pleasure boat approached the shore, the jailer who had been waiting for half a day rushed up impatiently.

Halfway through the charge, he was stopped by the guards that Xiao Yanli brought with him.

"What are you doing!"

"Are you trying to kill yourself?! Can you afford to disturb the prince? Go, go!"

Seeing that Xiao Yanli was about to leave and he couldn't get rid of these guards, the jailer had no choice but to shout:

"Your Highness the Sixth Prince, Your Highness the Sixth Prince! I have something important to tell you!"

His loud shouting immediately attracted the attention of many people. Bol, who was about to leave, stopped and stood there with his arms folded, looking at Xiao Yanli.

Xiao Yanli frowned: "Who is making a loud noise? Bring the person here."

The guards pressed the jailer forward, and the jailer's voice trembled: "Your Highness the Sixth Prince, I can only tell you about this."

Xiao Yanli frowned even more tightly and nodded.

The jailer stood up and whispered in Xiao Yanli's ear: "Miss Song is now in the Dali Temple Prison. She asked a servant to bring you this letter."

He took out the cloth from his chest. Xiao Yanli took it, but did not look at it, but put it away.

There was an inexplicable expression on his face. The jailer could not guess his thoughts and was worried.

Could it be that the man in the prison deceived him? She and the Sixth Prince did not have any friendship?

Then he ran here to deliver a letter. What if he made the prince dislike him... The

jailer's heart was beating like a drum.

Boll only saw him put something away. When he was about to walk over, Xiao Yanli said: "You follow them back to the Prince's Mansion first. I have something to ask you later."