08 Isn't this clearly showing dislike for him? After

being stared at for a while, although Ji Chen didn't feel any unusual desire from the other party's eyes, he also felt uncomfortable.

He didn't know what the ghost pupil was looking at.

That gaze was without any warmth, like a sharp blade, piercing into Ji Chen's body.

After a long time, the ghost pupil retracted his gaze, "I'll give you a month."

Ji Chen thought he was going to say "three days".

A month is too generous!

"But before that, I have to lock you up for half a month."

"Why?"

"Everyone knows that you married me. If I let you go out right away to show off... or find a man, it would be... shameful."

Ji Chen thought about it and it was true.

Isn't this clearly showing dislike for him?

Who knows how much more it will be spread among those who like to gossip and spread rumors.

But Ji Chen was still puzzled: "Why don't you just keep me by your side? Why do you want to lock me up?"

"I never keep anyone by my side."

Ji Chen: ...

What the hell.

Do you care about your reputation if you don't keep anyone? Do you

care about others thinking you are not good enough? Since you are determined not to keep anyone, why not just cut him off and tell others that you are a eunuch?

*

Demon Realm, Jingshui Prison.

The dark and cramped dungeon is filled with the stench of decay. It

is even worse than the bloody smell in the blood pool.

Rotting corpses can be seen everywhere lying behind the iron fences covered with magic circles.

There were even poisonous insects and beasts gnawing on these rotten corpses.

What was even more bizarre was that some of the corpses looked quite like Ji Chen in his previous life. It

was Ji Chen's first time to go to the dungeon, and it was the dungeon of the demon world.

He did not expect such a disgraceful scene.

The jailer who led the way walked in front and led Ji Chen alone into the depths of the dungeon. He pointed to an empty cell in front and said, "Go in."

Ji Chen obeyed and walked in.

But when he left, he did not forget to say to the jailer, "Give me a few jugs of wine. I am the one who married your Lord. Even if he doesn't like me, my identity is still there. I am your Demon Lord's Consort."

Originally, Ji Chen could never say this.

He has to have face.

But not letting him drink for a month is more uncomfortable than letting him lose face.

The jailer was a little confused, probably because he had never seen anyone who dared to make demands after entering here.

Everyone just wanted to stay alive.

But the jailer thought about it and felt that what Ji Chen said did make sense.

He didn't dare to make a decision on his own, but picked up the sound transmission jade hanging from his waist and lit up the jade with his spiritual power, "Lord Left Protector, are you there?"

In a moment, a voice came from the jade: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"I am of low status and cannot transmit the message to Your Majesty. Can you help me ask, how many jugs of wine does the sword cultivator who married Your Majesty ask for? Can it be given to him? I dare not make the decision on my own, lest Your Majesty..."

Although he didn't finish his words, the other party understood what the jailer meant.

"Well, wait a moment."

There was no response from the jade after that.

After waiting for about an incense stick of time, a voice finally came from the jade again: "Your Majesty said that it can be given."

"Okay, got it, thank you, Lord Left Protector."

The jailer put the sound transmission jade back to his waist, and his attitude towards Ji Chen suddenly became respectful: "Wait, I will go and get you some wine."

Sure enough, in the demon world, it is different when someone is protecting you.

However, Ji Chen did not expect the ghost pupil to protect him all the time. Ji Chen

just found a corner to sit down, and the jailer came back quickly. Not only did he bring several pots of wine, but he also moved a small low table for him and brought several wine glasses.

Ji Chen frowned when he saw the size of the wine glass, "Can't you just bring a bowl?"

Such a small wine glass, how can you raise tadpoles?

The jailer put down his things, and immediately went back to get him a bowl.

Ji Chen couldn't wait for the man to bring the bowl back, so he picked up one of the jugs and started drinking.

Gulp.

The winding transparent wine flowed along the corners of his mouth to his chin, and then fell on his chest and collarbone.

When the jailer came back, he was dumbfounded to see that Ji Chen had quickly finished the jug.

Ji Chen finished the jug without blushing or feeling nervous, but he was a little drunk.

He waved his hands at the jailer, "Come on, come in... drink with me."

The jailer didn't dare to resist, so he had to bite the bullet and drink with Ji Chen.

Probably, he would never meet another prisoner who forced him to drink with him in his life. The more Ji Chen drank, the more addicted he became.

After all, free wine, which he could drink without spending any money, did not mean he could drink to his heart's content.

It was a pity that the girl serving wine with him was not a pretty girl. As he drank, Ji Chen fell asleep on the low table without realizing it. He did not know how long he had slept before a voice woke him up from his dream. "Hey, little brother." "Wake up, little brother..." Ji Chen stood up from the low table and bumped into an empty wine bottle beside him, making a slight sound. The jailer had disappeared, and there was nothing around except the dim cold light. So, who was talking just now? "Little brother, are you really the Demon Lord's Concubine? I just heard what you said." Ji Chen then noticed that the voice came from the cell next door. He turned to look at the source of the sound and found it was a young man with neatly tied hair.

The light was too dim and the distance was not close, so I couldn't see clearly what she looked like, but I knew that she looked young, but not too old.

The man asked again: "Are you very powerful? Otherwise, how could you be the Demon Lord's concubine?"

Ji Chen propped up one leg, put one hand on it, leaned back lazily, and said faintly: "Sorry, I disappoint you, I'm useless."

"Useless?"

"I don't have spiritual roots, so the Demon Lord naturally doesn't like me and just left me here."

"Then he still married you?"

"It's not really a marriage, I just made up an excuse to trick you into drinking."

"Oh, so..." The man's tone was a little disappointed.

"Then this big brother, why are you locked up here?"

Ji Chen is not a social bull.

But he was locked up here and couldn't get out, so what else could he do if he didn't chat?

"As for me... hehe..." The man laughed bitterly.

After laughing, he reluctantly told the reason: "I did something wrong, but I will be executed soon."

"Did you do something wrong?"

"Not a big mistake. But you should have seen it when you came in. It's all rotten corpses... Because people who enter here are either executed or locked up until death. Even if you die, no one will care about you."

Ji Chen didn't know how to reply for a while.

"But you... You are locked up and still have wine to drink, which shows that the Lord is good to you. Maybe he will let you out in a few days."

This is true. It was agreed that he would be locked up for half a month.

Ji Chen asked again: "Then have you ever thought about escaping from prison? You can't just wait to die, right?"