There was a rather large mouse in the prison, I don't know from which rich place to wander over, oily hair, no dirt stains and nutrients left by shuttling in the dungeon for a long time, the skeleton made of the thin, with my diaphragm and always pay attention to the spiritual sense and experience around me, I know at a glance that it is new,

The oil-haired mouse wandered around me not far away, suddenly stopped, and after a few days of practice, I still saw the creature and automatically stiffened a few times, rubbed the hair on my face with my front paws, stopped again, and looked at me quietly.

I have been fighting against the spirits of the living beings in the dungeon for a long time, and although I am afraid of physical contact with them, I am still an old soldier, and now I am not willing to show weakness when I see the new inferior creatures who do not take me seriously. Looking back at it with wide eyes, I forced my backbone to swell in my heart, and while insisting on fighting back, I secretly encouraged myself: I am a human being, a human being, a higher creature, I should not be afraid of it!

"Squeak~~~" two more calls, the oil-haired mouse hooked its head forward, and the mouth "whimpered" between the neck retraction, and when I thought it was threatening me, it actually opened its mouth and spit out a white bead.

Rats - Rats in the dungeon have white beads in their mouths?

Stunned, I watched in amazement as the unheard-of scene took place, until the oily mouse chirped away.

Oh my god, I'm not dreaming, am I?

Even in the pre-world after 2,000 years of evolution, I have never seen a rat spawned by natural structures complete the act of "pregnancy beads".

It took a long time for me to dare to approach the white pearl left by the oil-haired mouse, not because I was not afraid of the pearl spit out by the strange mouse, but because I was afraid of nothing to worry about.

It is a real pearl, and it is a good Luoyue sea pearl.

I pinched it gently, observed it with the jewelry knowledge I had learned over the years, and carefully wiped the bead body: the bead body was shiny and delicate, and the rhyme line... Is there a word on the bead body? With a snort, I cautiously glanced at the lonely cell, squinting at the faint light of the handwriting.

Is it - "acquaintance"?

After changing three or four directions, although the light was not very good, I can be sure that the two handwriting on the bead are the word "acquaintance".

"Acquaintance", is it a message from Lin Jixiang?

Lin Jixiang is a capable person, and he has many talents that I have never seen, such as the secret talisman that he taught Luo Cong to identify in the heavily guarded Qin Palace. If it was really his handiwork, then a greasy-haired mouse would come out at this time to deliver the letter, and I could only be surprised.

"Acquaintance"! He knows what, I've seen that he's not my god anymore, he's... Is he actively trying to rescue me?

The spirit is coming!

Yes, Lin Jixiang sent a message in at this time, he must have done something, otherwise he didn't need to tell me that he knew the fact that I was in prison. Lin Jixiang's talents seem to me to be endless, everything can be done, so I am very relieved of him, anyway, I am also desperate, he came out at this time, like a dawn reflected, reflecting me a lot better.

When Ying Zheng interrogated me, he was really afraid that he would still have something to ask him for an answer, and he made a concluding remarks to me at the end of the conversation.

"The widow is not born to like intrigues, and once this matter is discovered, no matter who the perpetrator is or what the purpose is, the widow will not be spared, no matter who - it is!" Ying Zheng stared at me when he said the last two words, as if he was referring to "who" was me.

It must be my delusion, how could Yingzheng specifically refer to me? If I had been the initiator, he would have easily taken my life, and there would have been no need to make any trouble referring to me as a person.

Since I am dispensable, he did not immediately order me to be destroyed, and Lin Jixiang did not give up on me under such circumstances, does it mean that I still have hope for life?

Looking at the pearl that brought me hope, I clenched it tightly in my hand, carefully hiding my excitement as the jailer came in to deliver the food. Because I am the princess of Yingzheng, even if I am imprisoned, I am separated from the others, and as for Mrs. Zhao, who is also in prison, I think maybe because we are hostile sides, she is not in my sight.

The jailer walked away, and the surroundings were quiet again, and I hurriedly squatted on the ground, and gently smoothed the handwriting where the white and smooth pearls had words on the cold and hard ground, and then wiped off the polished pearl powder with my hands, and the pearls were as smooth as if they had never been engraved.

Now I feel a lot more at ease!

Lin Jixiang asked people to use pearls to communicate instead of other worn and broken jewelry, and he was really as careful as ever.

With the hope of life, I was hungry.

Actually, I've been hungry for a long time. I hadn't eaten a grain of rice for a few days in prison, and I thought death was a foregone conclusion, so I didn't have the heart to think about eating, but now that the dawn of self-understanding was clear, I looked at the sloppy rice bowl outside the iron prison, touched my hungry stomach, and resolutely threw the pearl in the bowl when the jailer came to collect the food.

Money can make ghosts grind, and I hope that the "little ghosts" in the dungeon during the Warring States period can think advanced and understand this secular truth. Looking at the jailer who looked at the pearl and then at me, silently put away the bribe, I couldn't stop shouting in my heart: Please, money is a good thing, see what I mean, big brother.

I almost cried when the food was served again in anticipation was as cold as ever, I was really hungry and dizzy, but I couldn't open my mouth to eat, and I struggled with the wooden chopsticks twice, and when I was about to cry out of tears, I unexpectedly found that the yellowed vegetable leaves and the black mold on the surface of the rice were clean rice balls.

This new discovery was no less than my surprise after seeing the oily mouse spit out beads!

Carefully removing the moldy rice grains, I was touched by this bowl of rice, and for the first time, I felt that the white rice was so sweet and delicious, so delicious that I was reluctant to throw away the dirty hard rice grains that covered the edge of the rice ball.

When I saw the moldy rice grains and vegetable leaves left in the bowl, the jailer was stunned for a moment, glanced at me, shook his head and smiled, and poured it into the wooden bucket with his backhand and left.

The next day, the layer of moldy rice that covered up the rice balls was much thinner, and I thought that the jailer had no intention of letting it go, but the same was true for every meal that followed, which made me feel a lot more good for the taciturn jailer, and I felt much warmer when I saw him appear.

"It's time to eat!"

A familiar voice sounded, and I lifted my sleepy eyelids to see the food not far away, and I wanted to go over to eat, but it was too long to be still, and my limbs were not diligent, and it was quite difficult to move for a while.

Sighing secretly, I am very sad about this kind of situation of waiting for the results of Yingzheng and Lin Jixiang, I don't know what they are doing and thinking when they stomp their feet can make the world tremble, I don't know how long I have to wait.