"Your Majesty is so attentive." Jiang Jiang tilted his head and deliberately dragged out his tone. "Could it be that the scene I'm about to meet is too terrifying, so you're trying to silence me with sweets first?"
Fu Yao chuckled at the words and raised his hand to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. His fingertips were always warm, and when they brushed against Jiang Jiang's ear, she shuddered slightly.
"Jiang Jiang won't be afraid of you."
Jiang Jiang: "Tsk."
She climbed up the pole with equal skill and said immediately, "That's true. I'm very brave."
Fu Yao: "Tsk."
He pinched her two pounds of flesh and uttered an impolite laugh.
Jiang Jiang: ...
As he was speaking, the dragon chariot had already arrived outside the sky prison.
The cold stone steps meandered downwards, and the sound of iron chains dragging on the ground could be faintly heard.
Fu Yao got out of the car first, turned around and held out his hand to Jiang Jiang. His robe rustled in the wind, making his figure look even taller and more upright than a pine tree.
Jiang Jiang took his hand and stepped down from the sedan chair. Suddenly, she felt a weight on her shoulders. She looked down and saw that it was Fu Yao who had taken off his outer robe and put it on her.
"Wear it." He said in a calm tone, "The sky prison is filled with gloomy energy."
Jiang Jiang suddenly realized: "So it's for me."
Fu Yao asked her, "What else do you think it is?"
Jiang Jiang's eyes shifted.
Fu Yao, however, held her hand as he walked towards the prison, still relentless in his words, detailing everything she had done:
"You must think I'm too frail at my age to wear a robe in such hot weather, right?"
Jiang Jiang: ...
You don’t know me that well, do you?
She was so angry that she stood on tiptoe to cover his mouth, but he dodged lightly and her body became unstable, and she happened to fall into his outstretched arms.
Looking at the hems of their clothes entangled, Jiang Jiang's heart was still pounding because of her misstep just now, but the man next to her easily grabbed her and held her whole body in his arms.
This set of movements was so smooth and fluent that Jiang Jiang couldn't help but look at him suspiciously.
Really didn't mean it?
Of course it was intentional.
The prison was dark, so Jiang Jiang didn't see anything. In fact, when they walked past the road, they found that in the seemingly empty cells, there was actually a pair of resentful eyes in the corner.
The jailers had beaten them beforehand, so no one dared to make a sound.
Those imprisoned in Tianlao were all criminals with serious sentences. Our dynasty had always had a position dedicated to interrogating prisoners, but it became meaningless after Fu Yao came to power.
Only in this dark and cold space could he vent his anger towards these criminals who had committed countless crimes.
The screams and curses invariably made his headache worse, but the pain, mixed with the blood, condensed into a hellish scene, which occasionally gave him a sense of...
It feels like home.
He was a lunatic, he thought, and even the prisoners who were looking at them with horror in their eyes thought he was an incurable lunatic.
This is the kind of person who should go to the eighteen levels of hell after death, but at this moment, in purgatory on earth, he is openly embracing the bright moon.
He wanted them to see how graceful and charming his Mingyue was.
It was due to the strong possessive desire that Fu Yao turned sideways and blocked Jiang Jiang completely with his body.
Jiang Jiang didn't understand.
On the contrary, in this cold prison, he felt a little hot because of the clothes on his body and the people around him.
"Why are you so clingy today?" Jiang Jiang tried to push him away, but Fu Yao didn't move.
...Okay.
Let him do as he pleases.
Fu Yao and Jiang Jiang stopped at the door of a cell, and the smell of blood hit their noses.
Jiang Jiang frowned, and Fu Yao handed her a handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose.
The jailers beside him brought chairs in due time.
The flickering candlelight lit up, and Jiang Jiang saw the other person's face.
He was an ordinary man whose face could not be found even in a crowd.
But it's normal.
Generally, those who are chosen to perform this kind of task must have an ordinary appearance and no memorable features.
At this time, he had lost his human form below the face, and his body was covered with scars from being whipped. At first glance, there was not a single piece of intact flesh left.
Jiang Jiang asked 10086 in his mind: [Is this the person?]
10086: [Yeah, it's him.]
Fu Yao handed over the man's confession.
Jiang Jiang took a glance.
"...Of course, it's him."
The name on it was obviously her uncle.
That is, her father's elder brother, the former head of the Jiang family.
Although he had some guesses at the beginning, when he really realized that he was just a pawn in the eyes of the other party, Jiang Jiang still felt the anger of his original body.
"Why did you send someone to kill me?"
Jiang Jiang asked the original body's confusion.
"Perhaps you wanted to frame me for your death and use this as an excuse to attack me?" Fu Yao raised an eyebrow and patted her head soothingly. "It's a pity that Jiang is dead, otherwise I could have asked her for the truth."
Yes, there seems to be such a part in the plot.
Was it just this one thought that took away a young girl in her prime and ended her life?
Jiang Jiang heard a sigh, full of melancholy.
10086: [The original wish of the body and mind has been fulfilled.]
"Jiang Jiang, do you want to deal with him personally?"
A dagger was placed in Jiang Jiang's hand.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
