What does it feel like when you wake up and find yourself in prison?

"It seems that you finally got to sleep and get up!"

Yan Mo's voice was not enough. He opened his swollen eyes, his bent knees trembled slightly. He stood up with one hand and slowly faced with His Royal Highness Yan Mo and Fan Wujiu, who was standing on the other side. "Cough cough, cough cough." Unexpectedly, his strong and powerful body would also suffer from wind and cold? The next second, Wutong subconsciously touched his important parts, completely ignoring the person in front of him and let out a long breath. He was in a palpitations and was glad.

Yan Mo's eyes were particularly sharp and angry with flames, which did not prevent him from changing freely. "Is it still worried that the thing would be cut off?" Through the iron gate, he could fully realize Wutong's anger, shame, but ashamed, and he felt ashamed. He reached out and touched it gently, and the chain opened itself. After walking in, he turned around and made a gesture of not coming in at Fan Wujiu, and turned to look at Wutong, "Now I will tell you personally, from now on, you will never get out of prison. You will walk the first floor to the eighteenth floor for life, and you will never stop after such a recurrence."

Wutong's ears were not deaf, and his mind was not fooled. He stared at His Highness Yanmo's face and stopped talking. His hand stretched out quickly shrank back. Suddenly, he fell to the ground, slashed his feet in a shape, folded his hands together, and muttered in a low voice.

Seeing this scene, Yan Mo suddenly understood in his heart. He leisurely put his hand behind his back, raised his eyebrows and corners of his mouth, closed the prison door, and signaled Fan Wujiu to go out with him.

Fan Wuji knew in his heart that he didn't talk much, so he naturally didn't ask.

However, Yan Mo wanted to talk, so he brought Fan Wushui to the Sansheng Pool, and stood by the pool with a bag of fish bait while eating, asking: "You should not tell those two about Wutong strangling and dismemberment. As for the rest, I have asked Zhong Kui to take his apprentice to finish it. Now you have returned to your previous work."

Fan Wujiu stepped into the pool wearing his shoes, scooped up a handful of water, and a fish seedling was swimming around in the water that was getting less and less. Think about it roughly: "Yes."

"Do you have to be so cold when you talk to me? You have to know that you and Zou Zhou are not like this." Yan Mo also walked into the pool water.

"I don't know how Zou Zhou and I talk to you. I can only do this."

What Yan Mo expected was not like, but it was completely in his own expectations. The smile he pulled out quickly disappeared and he put one hand on Fan Wujiu's shoulder. "I know why, your face is cold, and my heart is cold, and only you can see that this is why I prefer to talk to you, free and casual."

Fan Wujiu sent the fish back to the water, and strode onto the stone platform regardless of the hand on his shoulders, but turned around and stretched out his hand. "It turns out that you still have self-knowledge. The matter of Wutong has basically been completed now. I ask us to have a day off."

Yan Mo smiled heartily and stretched out his hand. "Of course, you not only caught Wutong in the past few days, but also helped the group of women in Chunmanlou gain freedom of life. The public security on the side of the barren grassland improved a lot." After saying that, Yan Mo deliberately waited for Fan Wuji to pull himself up, but the hand was withdrawn. Seeing Fan Wuji walking away leisurely, Yan Mo, who was standing in the water, couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to step on himself, step on his wet shoes, and pretend to shout: "If you still want to have a rest for a day, come back honestly and apologize to me. Do you have any rules?"

Fan Wujiu only heard that he did not take action, but he smiled naughtyly in his heart.

The mood of going home is naturally joyful and relaxed.

Fan Wujiu pushed open the door and saw that there was no sign of Xiaobai and Zou Zhou coming back at home. He thought about it and wiped the bench clean and sat on it. Not long after, he saw Qingyang rubbing his eyes and walking to his eyes. Without thinking too much, he directly carried Qingyang's ear and asked, "Where is your mother?"

Qing's limbs were hung in the air, his front paws stretched up, and his eyes were staring at the cold Fan Wujiu. "I came back by myself."

"I didn't ask you this, why are Xiaobai and you not at home when they are at home?"

"Oh, my mother dressed up as she was, and I'm going to find Manzhu. I'm going to tell you about this." I just woke up and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Do you know why?"

"I know." Qingyang yawned continuously.

"Say!" Fan Wujiu put it on the table.

"Manzhu cannot go out. My mother went to find her if she wanted to know the reason. Also, my mother had heard about the agreement between Manzhu and Yan Luo before. My mother couldn't figure it out and called Xiaobai to go together." Qingyang lay on the table and just raised his head.

“Where did you hear it?”

"There is Your Highness Yan Luo."

Fan Wuji suddenly felt angry, but he was not good at showing any signs in front of Qingyang. He took Qingyang to Yinwuge with a stern face.

Before he could walk to the door, Fan Wujiu could already feel a tricky aura coming to his face.

"Who asked you to stay here?"

The words had been drafted, and the ones I really saw were the group of guards in Yan Luo Palace. Fan Wujiu naturally asked the words.

"Mr. Fan, we just do our own job well and cannot tell you anything."

"Okay, I want to go in now."

"This is OK."

Even if it is not possible, Fan Wujiu is ready to break through.

At this time, Wan'er was holding a tray to go to the kitchen to pour a few cups of tea. When she passed by the Huajie Road, she looked squinting and saw Fan Wuji walking hurried towards Manzhu's bedroom. She shouted lightly while running to Fan Wujiu's front.

"Sir, you are here just in time. Now our lady, Mr. Zou Zhou and Mr. Xie are talking under the pavilion."

"Um."

"Is adults going to drink water or something else? I'm ready to prepare." Wan'er asked kindly, but didn't get a single answer, and she was not feeling uncomfortable. She silently carried the tray to the kitchen.

When they got closer, Zou Zhou was sharp-eyed and saw Fan Wujiu the first one.

"I was about to go find you, but I didn't expect you to come, sit down."

Fan Wujiu walked past Zou Zhou and sat on the stone stool beside Manzhu.

I even had the stone stool empty for Dahei to sit. He got it done. I didn't take a look. I thought I was air, I didn't say anything, and I didn't wink at all. I didn't want to put my warm face on my butt, and sat back in my own position. "Now we're all gathered together, Xiaobai and I have been asking for so long. Manzhu, you should tell us what happened between you and Yan Luo."

Manzhu twisted and squeezed her hands holding the needle and thread and moved uneasyly on her legs.

"Zou Zhou, I don't know what Lord Yan Luo said to you. I beg you not to be angry and not to break up with me. I am the only friend like you, and I shouldn't hesitate so much."

"Manzhu, are you talking about? Why don't I understand a word?"

After Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu looked at each other, they knew that they were not easy to interrupt, so they stood up and walked away together.

"Manzhu, you must have your own reasons for what you do. How could I be angry and break up with you? There is no such inexplicable thing in the world! It doesn't matter if you don't want to tell me, I won't ask again, as long as you don't be so depressed and lose appetite, continue to lose weight."

Manzhu felt very relieved when she heard this, but this often made her feel even more sorry for Zou Zhou and she kept flowing out tears.

"Thank you Zou Zhou, I'm so lucky to have friends like you."

I was about to speak, when Wan'er shouted "Fruit Juice is coming." I swallowed the words into my stomach, took a glass of orange juice, and prepared to hand it to Xiaobai and Dahei, who were missing. I asked Wan'er, and she said she didn't see it, so she had to ignore it.

Naturally, the tears on Manzhu's face were visible. Wan'er didn't think that I was crying. It seemed that she knew more or less. After saying a few words to Manzhu, I went to the bathroom as an excuse and pulled Wan'er to find a nearby stone carving next to it.

"Say whatever you know, don't let me try my best to get you covered, so we will be uncomfortable."

Wan'er said it was impossible not to be surprised. She poked her head out and looked at Manzhu under the pavilion in the distance, as if she was wiping tears. She looked at Zou Zhou's face, but she couldn't say anything and didn't know.

"Before, Meng Po secretly took our lady to the hidden palace to meet His Highness Yan Luo. After the lady came back, she didn't say anything. In the middle of the night, Sha Hua actually drank and slept at the gate of Yinwu Pavilion. The lady took him in. The next day, Meng Po smelled like a dog and found her. The words were so ugly. Sha Hua was timid and didn't want to leave Meng Po hid to know that she would stay overnight at us. She didn't know what our lady said. Meng Po searched her and went back. Later, I asked her but she still didn't say anything. Unexpectedly, the next order for confinement was passed, and it turned out to be what you saw."

"Oh, I understand."

When she returned to Manzhu's side, her eyes were already swollen from crying, and the cover was just to make me sad for her.

"Manzhu, you are a good thing to stay at home. Don't think about anything. Stay up your emotions and completely forget the bastard Shahua who killed thousands of swords. I'll help you with other things."

When Wan'er came, Zou Zhou had already left. Seeing Manzhu staring at him in surprise, he immediately said to see the three adults see him off.

As soon as he walked to the door, Zou Zhou said: "Okay, hurry up and go and see Manzhu, bring her hot water to apply to her eyes, it will be more comfortable."

"Yes, Lord Zou Zhou. It's not because of you that I came to send you off. Now when I go back, Sister Manzhu may blame me for telling you about Sha Hua." Wan'er muttered.

"Manju is not a stingy person, let's go."

Xie Bi'an closed the door for Wan'er, hooked Fan Wujiu's shoulder with his left hand and put his right hand on Zou Zhou's head. "Although things are still unclear, I believe Man's mood has improved a lot. As for why Yan Luo treats Man Zhu like this, since she doesn't want to say more, we should not dig into the bottom of it. Anyway, it's all over."

"The words are good, just like the Wutong thing." Fan Wujiu said lightly.
Chapter completed!