Mother Zhao was almost out of breath by these words, and the tears on her cheeks dried up, she stared at Aunt Tong with a pair of eyes, like a female beast protecting her son, Aunt Tong was forced to take a step back by Mother Zhao's eyes, and she didn't know what to say.

"I thought you just didn't know the general situation, but now you can't talk with your brain!"

Now everyone has become a prisoner, and I don't know if there is any life in the future, how can Aunt Tong be afraid of Mother Zhao, hearing her words, she said stubbornly.

"Now that everyone has become a prisoner, this person has become like this, and you are afraid that others will say it? You are still your baby daughter, and she is the first beauty in the country that is sought after. ”

"Shut up!" Zhao Shaoqi had just begged for a basin of water in a low voice, when he heard Aunt Tong say this, and drank it coldly.

"Don't you see where you are? Just say it while your tongue is fast, you won't be able to talk for too long anyway. ”

Aunt Tong, who listened to this point-to-the-point, turned pale, and then saw that there was no one around to help her, she couldn't help but flick her sleeves angrily, but her clothes were dirty now, and her body exuded a sour smell.

After throwing others around like this, Zhao Mu waved her hand and drove Aunt Tong aside, her eyes were red, and she wiped her wound a little bit for Zhao Qinxiu.

As soon as she wiped it, she burst into tears, and the movements of her hands became softer and gentler.

Zhao Qinxiu opened his eyes in a daze, and his dilated pupils unconsciously contracted slightly, moving to Zhao's mother's face.

The dry lips opened slightly, and he spoke weakly. "Mother......

"Hey." Mother Zhao wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Zhao Qinxiu opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but her voice was too weak, and Zhao's mother leaned closer to hear it clearly.

"East... West..."Zhao Qinxiu read these two words, Zhao's mother couldn't help but be slightly stunned, looked down, and saw Zhao Qinxiu's fingers slightly paused, and her eyes subconsciously looked out.

Mother Zhao hurriedly looked back, only to find that the cell head who had just sent Qing Shui was walking outside, and a pair of mung bean eyes couldn't stop spinning around Zhao Qinxiu's body.

Mother Zhao didn't come up in one breath, her face turned dark, and she endured it for a long time before she didn't scold.

Her figure moved slightly, deliberately blocking in front of Zhao Qinxiu, and Zhao Shaoqi at the other end obviously noticed it, his face turned dark, standing in front of the wooden railing, his fingers pinching the wood tightly.

The force was so deep that it was as if the wood was about to be broken alive.

Zhao Lao has a total of three sons and three daughters, except for those brainless female dependents at this moment, the men are all in unison, and they all stood up at this moment, with a pair of eyes nailed to the cell head.

One was just one, and was stared at by so many men, and the cell head looked left and right and found that he couldn't see anything, so he couldn't help but take a sip. "People who are going to die, this is all ruined."

"Do you think Uncle Ben wants to see it? Uncle Ben looks at it to give you face! I still think I'm a young lady. The cell leader took the whip from his waist, looked up, and threw it through the wooden fence.

Zhao Shaoqi was motionless and received this whip, he didn't hum, and still stood in place without saying a word.

The cell boss stretched out his hand and whipped a few lashes, perhaps because he was so cautious that his men lost their heads, cursed a few words and left.

When the man left, Zhao Qinxiu closed his eyes, raised his hand slightly, and quietly stuffed the things he had been holding in his palm into Zhao's mother's hand.

Zhao's mother is also a general knowledge, seeing that Zhao Qinxiu is so mysterious, her body tilted when she landed, blocking the sight of others, those people only thought that she was wiping Zhao Qinxiu's body, so they didn't care much.

Zhao's mother borrowed the fire to see the words on it clearly, and couldn't help but move her gaze to Zhao Qinxiu's face in surprise. "This."

Mother Zhao had just wiped her upper body, and those people looked over, and they could only see Zhao Qin's embroidered white wrist covered with whip marks, which was very shocking, and the people who saw it couldn't help but shake their heads, and secretly sighed that it was really a sin.

is a beautiful woman who has captivated the country and the city, but she got such an end.

Aunt Tong, who spoke before, couldn't see what Mother Zhao was doing at the moment, and sneered disdainfully, with a few big words written on her face.

"Didn't you just let us talk about it?" Aunt Tong stabbed coldly, and before she could say anything, she only heard the woman who was slightly younger than her frowning slightly and glaring at her. "If you say less, who will treat you as a dumb person?"

"Even if you take advantage of it literally, we are all grasshoppers in the same boat, is it interesting that you step on your own family like this?"

was said a few words by the woman, and Aunt Tong was not happy. "Anle, what do you mean? Pretending to be a good person, why didn't I see you in the house like this for the eldest lady in the past, and at this time, I just said this...."

It's just that her words seemed to have caused public anger, and the female relatives on the side couldn't see it, and they swallowed Aunt Tong's words directly.

"It is said that adversity sees the truth, you look at your virtue, everyone is in the same situation, and you are still in the ground."

"You, you." was said by everyone one by one, Aunt Tong was speechless, pursed her lips, turned her head angrily, but she didn't say anything anymore.

Na An Le didn't bother to say anything to her, straightened up, and wanted to step forward to give Zhao's mother a hand.

Mother Zhao naturally heard Aunt Tong's sour words, but at the moment her mind was not on this, and seeing An Le coming over at this moment, she waved her hand and refused An Le's kindness.

Seeing that Zhao's mother's eyes were red at the moment, her sideburns seemed to be gradually turning white because of the sorrow of these days.

An Le didn't want to come forward, so he continued to find a place to sit down.

Mother Zhao asked in a low voice while wiping Zhao Qinxiu's body. "Xiu'er, where did you get this note?"

It's just that Zhao Qinxiu is really mentally exhausted now, how can she have the strength to return to Zhao's mother, and she can survive until now by virtue of her consciousness.

Zhao's mother was in a hurry, but seeing Zhao Qinxiu like this, she had no choice but to take off the clothes on her body, and she wanted to put it on Zhao Qinxiu.

was stopped by Zhao Shaoqi, and as soon as he moved, the bracelet and ankle chain rattled. "Mother, use my clothes, it's cold this day, and it's not good if you are cold."

The jailer on patrol saw Zhao Shaoqi undressing, and his brows stood upside down. "What do you do?"

Zhao Shaoqi raised his eyes and looked at the jailer.

There was a pride in his heart, and now he looked at the jailer's arrogant appearance, and his heart was indignant, but he still had to put on a smile on his face. "My sister was injured, so I dragged a dress for her to wear."

"How?" The jailer's gaze wandered around Zhao Qinxiu, who was lying there, and he couldn't help but sneer. "Afraid of the cold?"

"When you come to this tiger prison, how can you be so squeamish?"

Zhao Shaoqi endured and endured, and only then did he squeeze out another smile. "The official will be accommodating."

After staying in this prison for a long time, people will inevitably be infected with a sense of anger, and they will be angry with others, such as those above them, and these jailers have always been angry with these prisoners.

It's just that he also knows in his heart that none of the northeast water prisons that can be locked up in this much-armed Northeast water prison are fuel-efficient lamps.

Coupled with the fact that he was in a good mood today, he turned a blind eye.

When it was really a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs, he was just taking off his clothes now, and he had to look at people's faces, Zhao Shaoqi only felt a sadness in his heart.

It's just that he didn't feel it for long, and when he reached out and handed the clothes in his hand to Zhao's mother, he couldn't help but hesitate slightly.

Mother Zhao faintly swept the jailers who were constantly patrolling back and forth with the corner of her eye.

Zhao Shaoqi nodded slightly invisibly, took his hand back, and took advantage of the gap when the jailer turned his back to quickly glance at the small note in his hand.

When he was overjoyed, he looked back at Zhao's mother.

After a little pondering in his heart, he immediately knew that this note was probably brought back by Qin Xiu, but who sent it was not credible.

Zhao Shaoqi glanced at Zhao Qinxiu, who was still unconscious.

No matter what, a dead horse is a live horse doctor, and it can't survive horizontally or vertically, so it's better to fight for it.

Zhao Shaoqi turned around calmly, feeling the need to hand over the notes in his hand

"Eat, eat." The cell boss lazily took out a few bowls of porridge and pickles and white flour steamed buns from the food box, and put them on the ground.

The white porridge in the black and yellow porcelain bowl is even more rare.

As soon as those people saw the porcelain bowl coming, they immediately pounced like a hungry wolf, and one of them took a bowl and ate it.

These days have been grinded, and the squeamishness of these female dependents has been worn away, and there are still a few people who are so energetic like Aunt Tong.

It's just that I don't know if it's the bad taste of those cell bosses, this meal is always one or two bowls less.

Seeing that in the blink of an eye, the porridge had been distributed, An Le took the porridge in his hand, looked at Zhao's mother, who was standing motionless by Zhao Qinxiu's side, and reached out to hand the porridge water in his hand to Zhao's mother. "Sister, this Qin embroidery is injured."

"Let her eat some, or else." An Le glanced at Zhao Qinxiu worriedly.

An Le entered the house later than Aunt Tong, so she was very young, and she was honest in the house on weekdays.

It's much better than that plain, sweet-mouthed Aunt Tong.

Mother Zhao glanced at An Le deeply, and did not resist, reached out to take the porridge bowl into her hand, and said in a low voice. "Thank you for your kindness."

If Mother Zhao raised her head at this moment, she would definitely be able to see An Le's elbows trembling slightly, and her eyes turned around Mother Zhao and Zhao Qinxiu suspiciously.

She always felt that there was something in the words.

An Le's eyes flashed slightly, and he couldn't help but secretly glance at Zhao's mother a few times.

It's just that she had doubts, but she couldn't show it too obviously, so she could only stand on the side and assist Zhao's mother to pour the bowl of porridge into Zhao Qinxiu.

What made An Le quite disappointed was that Zhao's mother didn't say a word throughout the whole process, as if her words just now were just a simple thanks.

An Le returned to his place thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking.