"Thank you very much for your kindness, Lord City Lord." Wu Qingchen interrupted.
He glanced around the cell, frowned in dissatisfaction, and made a request to Yelu Mo Ran.
"I don't like the smell in the cell. Lord Mayor, please take all the dirty stuff out and have someone pick some flowers from the garden and bring them in."
Yelu Mo Ran: “……?”
Wu Qingchen added, "Also, I'm picky about my bed and prefer a soft mattress. Could you please have my bed brought in, Lord City Lord?"
"Also, send me some of the books I like to read."
"Prepare another pot. The dungeon is cold and we need something warm to keep warm."
"Don't forget to prepare snacks."
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Wu Qingchen still made a long list of requests. After making all the arrangements for himself to be taken care of, he turned around and made arrangements for Shen Qiqi and Xie Beiming.
"Although these two are suspected of being human cultivators, they are still my friends until they provide substantial evidence. Therefore, please, Lord City Lord, prepare a copy of what I just requested for them as well."
That's not all, he even considerately asked Shen Qiqi if she wanted to prepare some girly things.
Shen Qiqi repeatedly shook her head and waved her hands, saying no, no.
Just now, when Wu Qingchen made those unreasonable demands, Shen Qiqi looked around the cell calmly and finally understood why Wu Qingchen insisted on entering the dungeon with them.
She also noticed the strangeness of the cell lock.
So now, she was particularly worried that Yelu Moyan would lock the cell door again in a fit of rage.
Once the cell door was locked, they could only stay in the cell and could not go anywhere, let alone secretly look for someone in the dungeon.
This is a dungeon, not home. Master, for making so many demands, is that a bit too arbitrary? Aren't you afraid that Yelu Moyan, that monster, will get angry and actually lock the cell door?
Just when Shen Qiqi thought that Yelu Moyan would be furious and walk away with a sneer, she found that not only did he not get furious, but the terrible hostility in his body was strangely subsiding bit by bit.
His eyes softened, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up. He even took the initiative to ask if he wanted to add anything else. Then, when he got Wu Qingchen's answer of "no need", Yelu Mo Ran was even a little disappointed and suggested that they move to the cell next door.
The reason was that the cell next door had more space.
After getting Wu Qingchen's consent, the great demon beast Yelu Mo Ran rubbed his hands excitedly and immediately led a group of subordinates to get busy.
Cleaning, washing, and arranging... Shen Qiqi lay on the iron fence, looking at the bustling activity in the cell next door. She had the illusion that she was watching someone decorate a new house.
As the tables, chairs, and benches were brought in one by one, flowers and books were placed on the table, the pot began to bubble, and Shen Qiqi smelled the tempting aroma of food, she became even more dazed, as if Yelu Moyan had been angered silly by her master.
She asked Wu Qingchen worriedly, "Master, is Yelu Moran... mad at us?"
Although she had not yet fought with Yelu Moyan, the pressure from his aura alone had already made Shen Qiqi deeply understand what fatal oppression was.
The power of the monster is too terrifying.
It would probably be even scarier if he went crazy, so for safety's sake, Shen Qiqi didn't want to see Yelu Mo Ran go crazy.
Wu Qingchen shook his head: "No." Then he lowered his eyelids, his long eyelashes covering the guilt and self-blame in his eyes, and murmured in his heart, "If only he could go crazy, then he wouldn't remember me anymore."
Yelu Mo Ran is the only one who can't bear to go crazy.
The person he had been chasing for so long was finally willing to stop and talk to him and listen to him. How could he bear to go crazy!
Shen Ning'er knelt outside the dungeon and waited.
Naturally, she also saw the jailers busy coming in and out. She used a small magic weapon she got from Qiu Changfeng to pry open the mouth of a jailer. After learning what happened in the dungeon, Shen Ning'er widened her eyes in surprise.
She stared at the jailer's old face, which looked like dry bark, and said in disbelief, "Sir City Lord, are you really not angry at all? Old man, are you mistaken?"
The old jailer has lived to this age, what hasn’t he experienced?
After experiencing so many things, the old jailer has his own set of life experiences.
He quickly put the little magic weapon into his arms, looked around again, and when he saw no one was around, he leaned over and said to Shen Ning'er confidently, "It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong. My eyes are very sharp."
Seeing Shen Ning'er's confused look, the old jailer explained to her: "Master Protector, you have only been in our Jiuyou City for a short time, and you may not know yet. Our Lord City Lord's love for his wife is more sincere than gold."
"But our city lord's wife has always been cold and unreceptive to the city lord. She refuses to see him, let alone talk to him. But just now in the dungeon, not only did she agree to talk to him, she even acted a little naughty with him. This is the first time that has happened. How could the city lord not be happy?"
This is called getting what you want.
It is also called "a fish knows whether the water is hot or cold only when it drinks it."
The old jailer's explanation made Shen Ning'er suddenly enlightened. She felt like her feet had finally been pulled back from the gates of hell. She knelt on the ground as if she had collapsed. Her eyes were filled with fear after surviving a disaster, then joy at having turned a disaster into a blessing, and then she murmured in disbelief: "Madman, he's simply a madman."
Although she didn't mention the name directly, there was no way the old jailer couldn't tell who the madman she was talking about was.
The old jailer was so frightened that he ran away for a long distance, staying far away from her, for fear of being implicated by her.
He actually dared to say that the city lord was a lunatic. The new protector must have gotten rid of his head because it was too heavy. Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise he would have been implicated by the new protector.
The old jailer slapped his chest in fear, and then couldn't help feeling a little regretful. If the new protector hadn't said those suicidal words, he could have stayed in front of the new protector for a while, waiting for the city lord who was in a good mood to come out. Maybe he could even take advantage of the new protector and get some rewards from the city lord.
What a pity.
However, people should be content with what they have, and the same goes for evil spirits. They should also know how to be content. Today, he got a small magic weapon from the new protector.
Thinking of this, the old jailer felt less regretful and went about his business happily.
Shen Ning'er never dreamed that the situation she thought was a sure death would actually transform and sublimate into a great opportunity for her.
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