Liu Wu looked at Naraya's eyes, and finally nodded slowly.

"I promise you, I will pass on everything here, as well as your wishes, to Wu Chuchu, I hope everything goes well."

Naraya tried her best to hook the corners of her mouth, as if she was smiling at the catkins, but with a scar on her face, her smile was hideous and terrifying.

"Thank you." Her throat moved, and her words were hoarse.

Although she and Liu Wu are not familiar with each other, after all, the two of them work under Wu Chuchu.

Liu Wu stretched out her hand and wanted to pat Naraya, but seeing that she was dirty, she couldn't tell which piece was good, her hand paused, and she also hesitated.

"Miss Ying'er." Naraya knew that she was afraid that she would not be able to get out of this prison alive, so she hesitated, but she was still ready to tell Jing Ying'er about some things that Wu Chuchu was hiding from her.

She felt pitiful, but when she thought about it, Jing Ying'er was not also a pitiful person. Forced to change his name and surname, dressed up as another person.

But the poor must have something to hate, and all this is their own choice.

"What else do you have to say?" Now Jing Yinger, just because she has changed a skin, her gestures are very unusual.

's own temperament makes Jing Yinger look like a maid in any family at all, but more like the hostess of a rich family.

I have to say that Jing Yinger's skin is beautiful. It's just that as far as she knows, no matter how beautiful this skin is, it doesn't play a role in Nan Yuchen.

Naraya hesitated for a moment, thinking that she should tell Jing Ying'er. When a man is about to die, his words are good.

"Miss Ying'er, in fact, your skin needs to be maintained with medicine to last a long time." Naraya felt that she still told Jing Ying'er that the medicine she often gave her was not a medicine to supplement her body, but to maintain her appearance.

If you take too much of this medicine, the damage to the body is light, and the heavy can kill people.

A pear vortex slowly appeared on Jing Ying'er's lips: "I know."

She naturally knew that this method of changing the skin was originally a nerve-wracking method.

Although Wu Chuchu didn't tell herself, she could guess.

"I know." Jing Ying'er said slowly.

Now it was Naraya's turn to be surprised, but she didn't expect Jing Ying'er to know this.

"Then do you know that lifespan will be shortened......" Naraya's eyes were wide open, looking a little strange.

Jing Ying'er was silent, she guessed it, but now that Naraya told her personally, she was inevitably a little uncomfortable.

At the beginning, she was desperate, Wu Chuchu threw an olive branch to her, and she didn't even think about it.

Later, she realized that there was inevitably something wrong with this, but by that time, she had already thought about it a little too late.

But then she thought about it, what if she knew it in advance. Even if she knew in advance, she would have chosen this path.

The result of the all-or-nothing gamble is what to pay first.

"Since you know everything, Miss Jing, I don't have to say any more superfluous words, take care." Naraya nodded at Jing Ying'er, which was a farewell.

Jing Ying'er lowered her eyes, as if she was a little uncertain.

Naraya knew what kind of situation she was in, she hooked the corners of her lips and pulled at the catkins and waved her hand, meaning to let the catkins leave.

Seeing this, Liu Wu didn't say much, and after glancing at Naraya again, she immediately went to the door and knocked, and only then did the jailer open the door for her.

Before leaving, Liu Wu glanced back at Naraya, her head drooping and her eyes staring at the ground without focus.

has lost the meaning of life, and even more so the idea of survival, Naraya is already a living dead.

Jing Ying'er came out of the prison and left in a hurry, looking at the sun slowly setting in the sky, she suddenly felt that it was good to be alive.

Only by being alive can she do what she wants. Go and get back what you want.

Fu Ruolan's figure resurfaced in her mind, and Jing Ying'er's face slowly turned cold.

She hated Fu Ruolan very much, if it weren't for her, how could she end up like this.

The back molars clenched together, and Jing Ying'er's eyes showed a fierce light.

She must snatch back what she deserves.

Thinking of this, she left and went back to her room.

Following.

Liu Wu prepared breakfast for Nan Yuchen early in the morning, she glanced at the almond porridge on the table, as well as various pastries, and nodded with satisfaction.

His preparation is not bad, they all said that if you want to get a man, you have to grab his stomach first, and now the catkins are already half of the battle, after all, Nan Yuchen has been eating what she made for a long time, and she must not be used to eating other people's food.

Sure enough, after Nan Yuchen got up from the bed, he threw a piece of mung bean cake into his mouth, and showed a satisfied look.

"Your craft is getting better and better, especially this pastry is a must."

Liu Wu owed a debt and looked at Nan Yuchen with a smile: "Thank you for the compliment."

Just as Nan Yuchen was finishing eating, a guard walked in from outside.

After seeing Nan Yuchen, the guard arched his hand and said with a serious face.

"Lord Nan Yuchen, the mastermind of the centipede case we caught is dead."

Nan Yuchen frowned and put down the rose crisp in his hand.

"When did you happen, and how did you die?"

"When I am ugly today, it is a heavier punishment and a longer time, after all, no matter how iron-clad a person is, he can't bear to be punished for a few days and nights, not to mention that she is still a woman."

Nan Yuchen nodded, and then waved his hand to signal that the other party could leave.

When Liu Fu heard the news of Naraya's death, she chuckled in her heart, after all, she had met yesterday, and she died today, which inevitably made her feel a little uncomfortable and couldn't help but sigh.

"Catkins, serve me a bowl of soup, catkins? What are you thinking? ”

Liu Fu suddenly came back to his senses, and then looked at Nan Yuchen with a blank face.

Nan Yuchen moved the porcelain bowl in his hand and repeated it again: "Give me a bowl of soup."

"Oh, okay."

Liu Wu hurriedly reached out and took the bowl, filling the soup spoonful by spoonful.

Nan Yuchen looked at Liu Fu's absent-minded appearance, squinted his eyes and chuckled and said, "Are you thinking about something?"

Liu Fu was stunned for a moment, hurriedly sorted out his thoughts, and replied: "No, I just heard that the girl died, and I felt a little ...... I don't know if it's shocking or uncomfortable. ”

Nan Yuchen glanced at Liu Wu and did not speak, quietly waiting for the following.

"I met her the other day, and when she was caught, she smiled like a blooming flower."

Nan Yuchen's expression was a little subtle, "So you think she shouldn't be damned?" ”