The two looked at the person in front of them and cried for a while, and then they looked at each other a little helplessly, looking at each other, not knowing how to relieve the emotions of the person in front of them.

In the end, it was the turtle slave himself who broke the silence.

"But at this point, there is no other way but to silently pray that there is a chance that I will survive, although this is unlikely."

"I hope the old lady can understand your filial piety."

"Then, thank you for your son's good words."

Prime Minister Si looked directly at the prime minister who was talking, and sighed silently in his heart, this prime minister has finally said a decent word now.

As soon as Prime Minister Changshi finished speaking, he saw Prime Minister Si looking at him with such eyes, and couldn't help but glance at him.

What does he mean by this, a look in your eyes that is finally out of your breath? Really.

Prime Minister Si Zhi didn't mind after being given a blank look at him.

Both of them returned their gazes to the person opposite.

At that moment, two jailers came in with three bowls of white steamed buns and threw a bowl to each of the three of them.

"Hurry up and eat! Maybe this will be your last. ”

The turtle slave was a little timid, but he still had the courage to speak: "Brother Jailer, I need some water here, you see...... Okay, okay, give me some water to drink. ”

The jailer, who was about to go out, looked back impatiently: "They are all dying people, what do you drink water?" What kind of water do you drink? What a hassle! Don't shout, be careful I want you to look good. ”

The jailer raised his hand in a threatening gesture and left.

With some despair, the turtle slave reached out and brought in the bowl containing the steamed buns from outside.

Prime Minister Sizhi looked at the steamed buns in the turtle slave bowl at this time, and his expression revealed vigilance.

Seeing that the turtle slave was about to put a steamed bun in his mouth, Prime Minister Sizhi hurriedly stopped it.

"Wait! Don't eat it. ”

"Why, what's wrong with this steamed bun?"

The turtle slave looked at the person in front of him with a puzzled expression, could it be that there is something wrong with this steamed bun? Eh, who's going to poison a little minion like himself?

"This steamed bun...... Estimate that there is a problem. ”

At this moment, the jailer had actually walked away, but Prime Minister Si Zhi still lowered his voice vigilantly.

The jailer didn't think so, who would go to such great lengths just to poison themselves?

Besides, he doesn't have any enemies, and few people know the news that he was imprisoned.

"It's okay, now that I'm here, am I still scared of this?"

Seeing that Prime Minister Si Zhi still had a worried look, the turtle slave said indifferently: "Eh, it's better than being a starving ghost." ”

"Don't you think about your family? It turns out that you are just behind bars, and there is still a glimmer of life. ”

The turtle slave was stunned when he heard the two words of his family.

Seeing this, Prime Minister felt that he might still have a save, so he continued to speak.

"If you want to kill yourself, then you are really dead."

The turtle slave felt that what the person in front of him said was very reasonable, and his own family was still waiting for him at home, so he must not give up on himself now.

Thinking of this, the turtle slave put down the steamed bun in his hand, but there was also a trace of doubt.

"How did Childe know that there was something wrong with this steamed bun?"

Prime Minister Si lowered his voice.

"That jailer has a problem, judging from his words and deeds, he must know that your life is not long in coming, and besides, you have not been truly convicted at all, nor have you released the news of your execution, how can you be a dying person?"

Prime Minister Si Zhi's voice suppressed the prime minister's long history, and he couldn't hear it.

Prime Minister Changshi hurriedly pasted it on the wooden stakes directly separated from the Prime Minister, and carefully collected the information from Prime Minister Zhi's mouth.

Prime Minister Si Zhi continued to speak: "And when he left, he deliberately glanced at the steamed buns in your bowl, obviously to see if you had eaten them." ”

"Also, the average jailer will have a little bit of basic kung fu of a three-legged cat, but the cocoon sharpened by the sword in his hand is obviously from years of martial arts."

"I'm afraid the calluses of the palace guards are not as thick as his. So he must not be a real jailer. ”

When Prime Minister Si said this, Prime Minister Changshi and Turtle Nu both cast admiring glances at him.

Prime Minister Changshi first quipped: "Yo, why didn't you find out that you would be so observant before?" ”

Prime Minister Sizhi shot back a little angrily.

"What else can you find with that little bit of insight? Stain ......"

Prime Minister Changshi didn't want to quarrel with him at this time, so he glared at him.

Only then did the turtle slave ask the doubts in his heart that had existed since he came in.

"The two sons, at a glance, know that they are not ordinary people, and dare to ask the identities of the two."

The corners of Prime Minister Changshi's mouth hooked up with a smile on the arc.

"You can be regarded as saying a good word, even if you know each other, this official is ......"

Prime Minister Si suddenly interrupted directly: "By the way, look at your clothes...... Where are you, where are you? ”

"I'm working in the Baixiang Building."

Prime Minister Changshi was still surprised and a little dissatisfied because he was interrupted by Prime Minister Sizhi, but after hearing the words of the turtle slave, he was stunned for a moment, his pupils dilated, and his lips opened slightly.

Prime Minister Changshi and Prime Minister Sizhi glanced at each other in unison, and they both said in unison: "What? Baixiang Building? ”

The turtle slave looked puzzled: "Yes, it's Baixianglou, what's wrong?" ”

"No wonder, I look at your clothes, it's a little familiar, I seem to have seen it there, but I just can't remember it."

Prime Minister Changshi also echoed: "Indeed, I also felt a little familiar at first. It turned out to be the ...... of Baixiang Building"

Seeing the reaction of the two, the turtle slave couldn't help but quip: "I can't see it, the two sons still go to Baixiang Building from time to time." ”

Prime Minister Si unconsciously tightened his heart when he heard this: "Nonsense, I don't go to it often, and I have only been to that kind of place once in my life, and I was deceived to go." ”

The turtle slave was a little unconvinced, and still joked about the prime minister's straight tone: "Really? ”

Before the prime minister could answer directly, the prime minister Changshi spoke.

"Naturally! What are you lying about? But that's why I'm here now, if not, I wouldn't have had a chance to talk here. ”

When the turtle slave heard this, he smiled even more: "Could it be that the two of you committed the crime because of women?" ”

Prime Minister Changshi didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he was a little impatient.

"Go, go, go, whatever nonsense, it's all said that we were wronged."

After the turtle slave thought of the word "arrested" that he had just said, he suddenly remembered one thing, and suddenly felt stunned.

Isn't it the one who was arrested in Baixianglou these days......

Prime Minister Si Zhi and Prime Minister have a long history, are they?

As the saying goes, it's really good, it's really a narrow road.

Just then, before the three of them could pay attention, several masked assassins rushed in.