Lord Liu's wife is born today, but he can't go back to his home, interrogating Fu Ruolan here, there are a lot of grievances in his heart, all sprinkled on her at the moment, and he has enough strength to pull it.

"Ahh The pain hit her hands, Fu Ruolan couldn't bear it anymore, screamed miserably, and fainted.

"Big ...... My lord! The guard screamed strangely.

"Stammering what? What battle has you not seen in the prison for so long? Scared like this? ”

"This, this is the future Seventh Princess, if His Royal Highness blames it......"

"Nonsense! Such a demon girl, will the emperor still let her be His Royal Highness's wife? Lord Liu threw away, glanced at the guard dissatisfied, and stretched out his hand to probe Fu Ruolan's snort, "It's not dead, pull it down." ”

The guards shimmered and ripped off Fu Ruolan's rope and pulled her back to her cell.

Fu Ruolan was thrown into the withered grass, the withered grass was crushing her skin, she was uncomfortable, and slowly opened her eyes.

His legs were curled up together, his eyes staring straight ahead with a hollow eye.

So was Jinchuang Medicine changed by Jing Yinger? But how could she get the porcelain vase in the palace?

The more Fu Ruolan thought about it, the more she had a headache, and the wound was also painful, she gathered her thoughts and lowered her eyes to look at the bloody wound.

She was so engrossed that she didn't even hear the rustling in the doorway.

"Thank you, Your Highness, Ying'er will be unforgettable."

Nan Huaqing waved his hand and looked at Fu Ruolan in the cell intently.

Seeing that her eyes were blank, and every good place on her body, he felt a pain in his heart and retreated.

Your Highness? Fu Ruolan grabbed the word, raised her head stupidly, and the figure of the person was already missing in front of her.

She dragged herself to the railing, and tried her best to look outside to see if it was Nan Yuchen.

That person's back was long, like Nan Yuchen, but if it was him, why didn't he stop to look at himself?

"Don't look at it, it's the eldest prince who sent the slaves and maids in, not the seventh prince."

Jing Ying'er's voice was like cold and biting cold water, splashing on Fu Ruolan mercilessly.

Fu Ruolan let go of her hand, didn't look at her, leaned her back against the wooden railing, "What are you doing?" ”

Jing Yinger put the food box on the ground and brought out the dishes one by one.

"It's not a slave, who are you still thinking about? Silent clouds? Bamboo to bamboo stream? Jing Ying'er sneered, "They may be climbing that high branch at this time, how can they still have spare time to come to see you?" ”

"You think they're all as ungrateful as you are?" Fu Ruolan also laughed.

The fragrant smell of the food soon filled the prison, and the food in the prison was all rancid, Fu Ruolan vomited it all after tasting it, and now the fragrant fragrance floated in her nose, and her stomach gurgled.

Jing Ying'er curled her lips, "Second Miss, don't lose your temper with the slave now, the slave and the maid should go back after a while, this is the food that the master asked the slave to bring, you should taste it." ”

Father? Fu Ruolan was stunned, her eyes fell on the dish, and she swallowed with difficulty.

She shook her hands and pinched her chopsticks, slowly picking up the vegetables.

Jing Ying'er couldn't stand it, snatched her chopsticks, and drove all the minced meat into her bowl.

She intimately took a mouthful of rice with a spoon and gave it to Fu Ruolan, "I don't know if it's to Miss's taste." ”

As soon as the spoon approached Fu Ruolan, she immediately smelled that something was wrong, stared at Jing Ying'er with a frown, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure it's my father who asked you to cook?" ”

"yes, yes." Jing Ying'er's body stiffened in fright, and she shrank her hand uncomfortably, "Miss, eat it quickly, it won't be good if it gets cold later." ”

Fu Ruolan endured the pain and grabbed Jing Ying'er's wrist, and the undried blood fell on her snow-white clothes, which made her tremble slightly.

"Let me ask you again, is it my father's order or Aunt Xiao?"

"What are you talking about?" Jing Ying'er wanted to shake off her hand, but she couldn't.

"Poison in the food." Fu Ruolan sniffed lightly, and a flash of golden light suddenly flashed in her mind, "It's the same as in the Golden Creation Medicine!" ”

"Maniac!" Jing Ying'er threw the bowl on the ground and pushed her away.

"You're such a wolf-hearted thing, I forgive you once or twice, but you want to kill me!"

Fu Ruolan looked at Jing Ying'er expressionlessly and said sharply.

"How dare a slave?" Jing Ying'er smiled bitterly, "How can a slave have the ability to cover the sky with one hand?" Under the fence, you have to look at people's faces, right? ”

Having said that, Fu Ruolan knew that Jing Ying'er definitely had such a vicious mind.

She couldn't bear to beat even her own children in the past, so what mercy did she have for others?

Jing Ying'er stared at Fu Ruolan for a moment, grabbed her wrist suddenly, and pressed her fingers on the wound on her wrist.

"The slave advises you, don't die if you can bow your head, so you will suffer a lot less." Jing Ying'er looked at the down-and-out Fu Ruolan and shook her head, "Not long ago, Miss Fu Er, who was still glamorous, is now a prisoner, it's really pitiful." ”

Fu Ruolan was silent for a long time before she pursed her lips, stared at her amber eyes, and asked, "Why?" I think I'm treating you well, why are you framing me like this? ”

"Treat slaves and maids well?" Jing Ying'er curled the corners of her lips and did not hide the hatred in her eyes, "A slap to reward a sweet jujube is the so-called being good to the slave maid, then I really can't afford it." ”

"You are good to the slave, but compared to Jingyun, I will always treat her worse. The slave maid used to do her best to work in the plum garden, and she could get the pearl hairpin, and I only had worthless silk! ”

"Zhu Yizhuxi just arrived in a hurry as soon as you were taught a lesson, and the slave and maid were beaten half to death and you were nowhere to be seen!"

Jing Ying'er grabbed Fu Ruolan's wound more and more vigorously, looking at the black green between her fingers, and crushing it even more ruthlessly.

Fu Ruolan gasped in pain and closed her eyes, "I thought you wouldn't care about these ......"

"The slave is just a layman, how can she not care about this?"

Jing Ying'er paused suddenly, and gently hooked the corners of her lips, under the light of the prison fire, this face was like a ghost.

"You always think that you have a good heart, and you always think too well of the Fu family, but you don't know that the most disgusting thing is your Fu family!"

Jing Ying'er suddenly raised her voice and ruthlessly accused Fu Ruolan, "If it weren't for you, I would never have been sold into Hualou!" If I hadn't jumped down from that building, I would have been a prostitute for a thousand riders! ”

Fu Ruolan was shocked, her eyes widened, and she muttered softly: "How, how is it possible?" When? ”

Jing Ying'er returned to her light and breezy appearance, and stroked her hair casually, "The slave forgot it, I vaguely remember that it was the day you first entered the palace." ”

No wonder!

No wonder when Fu Ruolan found Jing Ying'er at that time, she was so nervous, it turned out, it turned out to be ......

Jing Ying'er suddenly knelt on the ground and saluted Fu Ruolan, she bit the words with hatred: "The Fu family's 'great kindness', the slave will never forget!" ”