People who are hidden in the city can burst out in silence, while those who are showing their sharpness will turn their hands and turn their hands, while Prince Hai is between the two, like a sword hidden in the sheath that is unseen, making people unable to guess the sharpness inside, but they are afraid of this sharpness.

What a terrible temperament this is.

Heather was dull, but his face was relaxed. He saw the man's lips round and full, as if soaked in nectar. Although he was pursed into a thread without emotion, he gave people the urge to destroy this coldness.

The woman's scrutiny suddenly became a little frivolous. Prince Hai moved his lips, "Have you seen enough?"

Heather sneered, "Why is the prince here?"

Prince Hai raised two pieces of paper sandwiched between his fingers.

Her slender and white fingers reminded him of the saying that his ten fingers were not touched by spring water. Such a clean and flawless hand should appear on the guqin or in the desk, which was incompatible with the dirty and even odorous prison area around him. Hesser instinctly felt that there was nothing good about this person appearing here.

I only heard the other party say, "You asked me to come."

It was not a question or a tone of replies, but a direct statement. Heather continued to laugh: "It's not a matter of duty for the prince to be a good man, I just want to ask you something." The implication is that you can let me know if you write letters or pass on messages, and you don't need to come here in person.

"Oh? I'm not here, so what do you ask?"

Pretending to not understand, Heather suddenly realized that it was boring to talk to this person. She has always been straight and straight. Sometimes, although she has to be flexible, she doesn't like it very much. The thoughts in this man's belly are probably comparable to the racing track of Akime Mountain!

She sat there and hummed halfway, and Prince Hai said inexplicably, "Are your hand injured?"

Heather raised the corner of his mouth, "I wonder what the prince said was the injury? If I had a skin bleed and some bleeding, I would have wounds all over my body. If my hands and feet were broken or my fatal wounds were bleeding, I wouldn't have one here."

This is not the answer he wants. Prince Hai's eyes slid towards the replaced fabric on the ground: "What is this?"

"The cloth used to bandage the wound." Heather answered truthfully. She said the truth, but it was useless nonsense. She didn't believe that Prince Hai couldn't see what the cloth with herbs was for, but if he asked this, he must have not got the answer he wanted just now.

Heather didn't know what he had in mind, but when facing an unknown and powerful enemy, the first thing he had is not to expose himself. This vision of looking at people and things is the foundation for a stable life.

Prince Hai sat upright on the wooden bench, with a little height advantage. As the sunlight shone in, a large shadow pressed down on Heather. The woman raised her eyes that seemed unruly and stubborn, but more fearless.

Prince Hai looked at her for a moment, and his hands on the paper accidentally knocked on the wooden table, "You can go out."

go out?

Heather's eyes crossed his shoulders and saw the unlocked door, and he was not in a hurry to leave, "Where are the other two people who came in with me?"

"They are bandits and cannot be released."

Heather's face suddenly sank, and Prince Hai slowly said, "But if they can prove their innocence, the Lu family might be open to the internet."

This is the intention of threatening her to find out who blew the military field? Heather narrowed his eyes. This is not a problem, the problem is...

"Is this what Mr. Lu San means, or what you, the prince, do you mean?" She didn't want to work hard and finally be a good person for this man.

Prince Hai finally raised his eyes and looked at her, "You have become smarter."

Heather did not understand the profound meaning of his words and said politely: "The prince is too rewarded."

Prince Hai continued: "Find out the person, even if Ning Ze disagrees, I will help you get the person back."

Ning Ze...Lu Ningze, this is the name of Lu San Shao. This person doesn’t look very good, but his name is quite good. However, it’s not just because his friend is so simple. What is this guy’s identity?

"One word is determined."

After the conditions were agreed, Heather stood up and patted the dust on his body. When he left, he saw that Prince Hai was still sitting there without moving, and he didn't ask him why he didn't leave. If he liked to stay in such a place, let him stay.

After walking out of the cell, Heather discovered that this was a corner of the iron ore. The empty military field was fully equipped, but because of the explosion, it seemed that it was blocked and could not start construction.

Seeing a pile of rocks on one side, Heather was about to walk over when he was stopped by the prison guard at the gate, "Hey, if you come out, go quickly, don't wander around here."

Heather stopped and turned around and put on an innocent smiling face, "Brother, is this place where it was blown down two days ago?"

The jailer wanted to drink her a few words and not be troublesome, but when the adult was still inside, he answered her impatiently, "That's right, it's here. You go quickly, Prince Hai will release the people in person, but you won't leave yet."

"Haha, let's go now, let's go now."

Heather glanced at the pile of rocks again, shook his head and gave up, and walked out of the military field in the opposite direction.
Chapter completed!