"I have notified the local prefect to come and greet me."

"If you can't make amends to the prince, then you can only go to the Fucheng prison."

Yan Jingzheng didn't mean to joke.

She was born as a bandit, and she is not a businessman, how can she compete with the government? Although everyone now calls her the God of Wealth, it is vulnerable to meet the real one.

Yan Jingzheng hoped that she could understand this, Zhao Jiu'er needed to be honed, otherwise it would only cause monstrous chaos in the future.

Only the current Zhao Jiu'er pulled the corners of his mouth on one side, supported his side face with one hand, and looked at Xiao Fenglin, the bitter master, with a smile or not.

"Why are you a cripple? Oh no, you're a cripple, you can't jump legs. ”

"Presumptuous!"

Yan Jing is upright, she still doesn't take this matter seriously.

Directly ask the prefect to get her away, let her have a long memory first.

"Lord Wang," Yan Jingzheng was angry, "this person is stubborn, so let's send her to prison and punish her." ”

"I intercepted them, it's none of her business."

Xue Pan stood up, full of terrifying popularity.

Yan Jingzheng, who was targeted by him, had a calm face, "You can't escape." ”

"You ......"

Xue Pan snorted, and the knife was pulled out.

"Excited about what?"

Zhao Jiu'er looked at Xiao Fenglin, who was silent and obviously refused to give up, with a smile, "I checked it before, your knee was shattered by a heavy object, right?" ”

Xiao Fenglin's expression sank again.

Zhao Jiu'er always looked at him, "It's just a comminuted fracture, just a kneecap, although it can't be fully recovered, there is no need to be a cripple." ”

Xiao Fenglin, who used to be the king of war, has been crippled for many years!

Yan Jingzheng felt a pang in his heart, and asked the words that echoed in Xiao Fenglin's heart, "What do you mean?" ”

"Tsk," a palm-sized piece of metal suddenly appeared in Zhao Jiu'er's palm, and the metal kept changing shapes, and finally became a regular oval, looking like a ...... It's like a human kneecap.

With a flick of her fingers, the metal suddenly changed again, slumped in her palm, and was tucked into her sleeve.

"Of course it's crying and shouting and begging me," she looked like she was underwhelmed, smiling at the shocked Xiao Fenglin.

"Can you treat the prince's leg?" Yan Jingzheng was also surprised, and even a little blank in his mind, because for a moment, too many things poured in, but it became blank.

"I'm not a doctor," Zhao Jiu'er leaned comfortably on the chair, which was called sitting or not sitting, standing or standing.

"Put her in prison."

Xiao Fenglin found that he finally saw a trace of surprise on this arrogant person's face.

However, Zhao Jiu'er quickly laughed.

"You'll regret it," she said.

Zhao Jiu'er was imprisoned in Fucheng Prison.

The news was not widely circulated, but Su Qinghe still knew.

He was stunned for a few seconds, but he didn't feel too much surprise.

Zhao Jiu'er's personality and behavior like you, sooner or later something will happen.

It's just that it's still a little sudden.

Su Qinghe put down the book he had read for half and asked Ping'an, "Did you say anything specific?" ”

Ping An shook his head, "I didn't say anything specific." It was the news that the people under her came to pass on, and I think I wanted to ask the young master for help. ”

What did she do to be put in prison, how could she blame herself for being put in prison?

Su Qinghe was a little absorbed in his thoughts.

Ping'an looked at his face, "Young Master, do you want to help her?" She's so cruel, and she ruined your marriage to the girl......"

Which is right and which is wrong is obscured by Zhao Jiu'er's bloody methods at that time. People only remember her brutality.

Ping An reminded the young master, "The fourth master, as well as the old lady, have all said that our Su family is not allowed to have dealings with Zhao Jiu'er." Young master, you are still ...... Leave her alone, maybe she deserves it. ”

"You get out."

A summer passed, knowing that she had been cultivating in Dawangzhai, and knowing that she would come to me at any time, but for several months, she did not appear. Su Qinghe hardly thought of her much, and when he heard the news about her, she was arrested.

Su Qinghe couldn't say what mood he was in, but he had a very clear idea.

He wanted to see her.

Walking in the prison, which was deep and long and the oil lamp could not illuminate, Su Qinghe remembered that the last time Liu himself looked for her was at night, and the last time he saw her was at night, and this time it was also at night.

It's so dark here, can you see her face clearly?

The door to the last cell, where she was trapped, was made of iron. The cells were made of blue bricks, but an orange oil lamp burned on the wall inside the fence door, which could not illuminate the cell, and her face could not be seen clearly.

Zhao Jiu'er has been locked up here for several days, and no one has been here during this time.

"Why are you here?"

She hadn't spoken for days, her voice was hoarse, and someone had come out of the straw pile.

Su Qinghe still couldn't see her face clearly.

"I heard you're locked up, I'll take a look."

Zhao Jiu'er's eyes were illuminated by the oil lamp on the wall, and her eyes seemed to be burning.

"I asked the cell bosses, and they wouldn't tell you why you were locked in," Su Qinghe said.

Zhao Jiu'er's expression was not very good, "The last time I went to look for me in Qinglou, I was told that you had a problem with me, your marriage was gone, and your father also ordered that the Su family was not allowed to have anything to do with me." Why don't you have a long memory this time? ”

She knows it all.

Su Qinghe didn't know how to answer for a while.

“…… You won't let me go. ”

"That's what you think?"

Zhao Jiu'er's eyes burned in an instant, fiery and scorching.

Su Qinghe rolled his throat and looked away.

She began to laugh through the cell door, and laughed heartily.

Su Qinghe was also very awkward, and asked her, "What are you laughing at?" Isn't it? ”

"Yes," Zhao Jiu'er replied in the affirmative, "I didn't think about letting you go." ”

Su Qinghe was indifferent, and he didn't resist much, this is probably the so-called resignation.

The back of his hand was cold, and he was held by the other.

Zhao Jiu'er smiled in the prison door, "It's so good, my child actually asked me to hold his hand." ”

What a child!

Su Qinghe raised his hand to shake her off.

Didn't shake it off.

Zhao Jiu'er held his fingers and didn't let go, "I want to go out now." ”

Su Qinghe's heart was hot, and he suddenly realized that he had forgotten the fact that she was still locked up, and how did it become like this?

Did he come to accept his fate and reconcile with her?

She was too good at climbing along the pole, and Su Qinghe's eyebrows couldn't help frowning, "Why are you locked up?" ”

Zhao Jiu'er pinched his fingers, lay on the cell door and pouted, "A little thing." ”

But she refused to say anything trivial.

Su Qinghe wanted to shake her hand away.

"Okay, you want to know what I'll tell you," Zhao Jiu'er looked at the cell on the right, "Your respected Mr. Yan, and his prince, are right next door." I just did Xue Pan a little favor, and then a few people died, so what kind of aristocratic prince grabbed me and had to lock me up. My little brother is also dead, and they bullied me for not being powerful or powerful, and they didn't let me take revenge. ”

"Shut up."

Su Qinghe didn't believe a word.

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