When he arrived at the government office, he was just in time for Taishou to inspect the county, and this person naturally had no way to interrogate, so Jia Zhutou had to put the person into the cell first according to the regulations, and then make a decision when Taishou came back.

Although Gong Wumian did not bring a splint, but her hands and feet were chained, and a coarse cloth cloak wrapped her whole person in it, Jia Zhutou looked at the face of Xin Guogong, and repeatedly told the cell boss to leave, she obeyed silently all the way, very well-behaved, anyone who saw it at the moment, felt that she was a weak little woman.

"Come with me."

The cell head bowed to Jia Zhutou's back, and then walked in with Gong Wumian, and muttered as he walked: "Whether you are the second lady of the Xinguo Mansion or some royal relative, since you come here, be honest, don't try to go on a hunger strike and escape, do you understand the truth of harming others and yourself, you can tell me that you, a young lady in the boudoir, are not good at working as a female worker in the back house, and what to learn to poison people, it is still the wife of the imperial doctor." ”

Gong Wumian glanced at the cell head slightly, smelled the smell of rouge on his body, did not speak, and continued to follow.

Walking through the damp and dark corridors, the strong smell of blood filled the nostrils, and although there were no torture instruments, one could imagine the brutal scene, and the cells on both sides were filled with the heart-rending screams of the prisoners.

The cell boss quickened his pace, and the jailer behind him immediately drew the long knife in his hand and threatened, just at this moment, a prisoner covered in blood and with loose hair was carried by two jailers to meet him, as if he had just been put on the torture instrument and was seriously injured.

Gong Wumian's eyebrows moved, and a vague memory flashed in his mind.

It was also a similar scene, someone broke free from the jailer's custody, took out a broken knife and put it across her neck, threatening the cell boss and the jailer to let her go, the cell head moved out of her identity as the second lady of the Xinguo Mansion, but she refused to compromise, the person was forced to be ruthless directly, a knife cut down, she covered her neck with blood on her hands and couldn't say a word, and she raised it for a whole month to make a little improvement.

Because it happened suddenly after entering the cell, she didn't pay attention to it, it boiled down to her own back, and ran into a death row prisoner who wanted to escape from prison, but because she was kidnapped by the prisoner and was seriously injured, the government and the prison officer had the responsibility to not shirk it, plus Yu Rongyin took the silver and went around in all directions, so she was able to be taken back to the house.

After that, she was injured just right, and just in time for the issuance of the holy decree of Su Yan, she entered the palace with Gong Wushuang, and she left this matter behind.

At this time, the already faint candlelight in the cell was suddenly extinguished, and the memory was ruthlessly interrupted, Gong Wumian's face changed suddenly, he took a deep breath, and when he was about to make a move, his footsteps changed direction, and he hid behind the cell head accurately in the dark looking for the smell of rouge.

The candle flame was lit again, and the prisoner who had been carried by the jailer was alive and well, completely deprived of the appearance of dying, holding a half-cut knife against the neck of the cell head, and his voice was hoarse: "Let me go quickly, otherwise, I will kill this girl." ”

Jailers, you look at me, I look at you, and they all looked at the girl standing alone between the two sides, and they didn't know what to say or do next, and this guy thought he had robbed a girl.

"Let go, let go of the cell boss!" After a while, the jailers drew their knives and confronted the prisoner, but no one dared to step forward, for fear of angering the prisoner and being splashed with the blood of the cell boss.

Gong Wumian under the cloak sneered secretly, it turned out that the goal of the prisoner's hijacking was very clear, the cell head and her wearing the cloak appeared in front of him at the same time, and the prisoner actually gave up the big sheep of the cell head and was bent on kidnapping a delicate girl?

Sure enough, in her previous life, she was a little stupid, and she actually thought that being robbed by a death row prisoner was an accident, but how could there be so many accidents in life, so painstaking and clear-minded, there was someone behind the scenes.

"Stop him for me, if he runs away, none of us will survive, and the whole family behind him will be implicated, everyone listens, even if I die, I can't let him escape." The cell boss was solid under the prisoner's knife, with an expression of death.

If it weren't for the lessons of the past, Gong Wumian must have felt that although the head of the cell was five big and three thick, he was like a mirror in front of the big right and wrong, and he would rather die than affect his family, he was a real man, but now, she felt that this man was useless, as the cell leader, he would rather be led by the nose, and if he didn't get it, it was just to have more silver to go to the kiln and drink flower wine, and be happy, he was simply a short and poor frustration.

There was nothing wrong with him suddenly hearing this, but if he thought about it carefully, he could understand that it was simply meant to be told to the prisoner, and it was useless to arrest him, and he was bent on death, which caused a gap in the prisoner's heart.

The prisoner naturally understood the meaning, and his tone softened: "I just want to go out to meet someone, I don't want to kill people, let them get out of the way, you just need to accompany me to meet someone, and if you have a heart, I will come back with you, and if you want to kill, you have to listen to the respect." ”

As he spoke, the broken knife against the cell head moved away a little, for fear that he would not be careful and let him find a short sight by himself.

The jailers spotted the gap and stepped forward, swords rattling.

"Leave me alone, protect the second lady of the Xinguo Mansion, and leave me alone." The cell boss shouted at the top of his voice, Xu was too anxious, and his voice was torn apart.

The jailer closest to the palace was unwilling: "Boss, she is the second lady of the Guogong Mansion, I don't know how many people protect her, but you are different, if you have three long and two short, how can I explain to my sister-in-law." ”

Gong Wumian understood, the person behind this really made a good calculation, first found a death row prisoner who was concerned, and then gave the cell boss benefits, let him play a drama that would not ruin his future, and bought off a jailer, and cooperated with the cell boss to lead the prisoner and had to kidnap her, the three of them didn't know that the other party was bought, but the prisoner was still a death row prisoner, and he tried his best to complete the regret in his heart, the cell boss and the jailer had evidence of trying their best to prevent the tragedy from happening, and they both took their own money, why not, It was really painstaking to treat a sixteen-year-old girl like this.

Sure enough, the prisoner gave up the cell head directly, slashed at the neck of the cell head with a hand knife, and came straight at her with a half-cut short knife.

There is a good saying, if you come out and mix it sooner or later, Gong Wumian is not a good stubble in her bones, even if her reputation in her previous life erased the water chestnut, but she can still study poison and become the queen of the world, and even secretly poke and poke the entire harem, poison the courtiers, she has even experienced the ashes, a little jailer wants to exchange her for silver, let her fall into a dangerous place, facing the abyss, how can she jump by him.

In the next moment, she turned sideways and smashed the chain in her hand on the jailer who had no time to hide the gloating face, the jailer staggered, she didn't know where she got the strength, and her petite body pulled him mercilessly and directly hit the prisoner's broken knife, and she got a chance to breathe and took a few steps back, and the chains on her feet clanged.

Blood splashed the prisoner's face, the jailer kept his eyes open, and the others did not dare to act without permission.

Gong Wumian took off the hat of his cloak and looked directly at the prisoner: "If I guessed correctly, you are a death row prisoner, but you are worried, a few days ago, someone found you and told you that there will be a woman who will be escorted in, as long as you rob the woman, you can go to see the person you want to see, and fulfill your last wish, death is not terrible for you, but you are willing to make a Bo for the person you want to see, am I wrong?" ”

The prisoner did not answer, it was regarded as a tacit acquiescence, he had seen all kinds of people, experienced strong winds and waves, but he had never seen a girl as calm as Gong Wumian in the face of death.

Gong Wumian touched the blood-like jade bracelet on his wrist with one hand, and said: "This cell boss seems to be telling others to protect me, but in fact he is telling you my identity, someone helped you weigh the pros and cons before, and now with the words of the cell boss, it will naturally make you convinced, but you may not know me, I, the second lady of the Xinguo Mansion, has been bold and arrogant since I was a child, and I never care about the life and death of others, maybe the word ruthless is more suitable for a little woman." ”

The prisoner was stunned for a moment, and wiped a handful of blood stains on his face: "Since you know everything, then you should know even more that I will not be good at resting if I don't achieve my goal today, so the tired girl will accompany me on a trip, and I can guarantee that I will not hurt you a single hair." ”

"Naturally, it's clear." Gong Wumian walked to the prisoner's side by himself, still stroking the jade bracelet on his hand: "I don't care about other people's lives, but I still cherish my own lives." "It was like saying it to the prisoner, and it was like talking to itself, and it was as if the previous scene was just an assumption by others.

"Let's go." The prisoner unceremoniously held the knife across her neck and stood behind her, observing the surrounding noise as he pulled her back towards the cell door.

The head of the cell was cut to the ground, and the jailers lost their backbone for a while, knowing in their hearts that they could not let the prisoner escape, nor could they let Gong Wumian, the second lady of the Xinguo Mansion, be injured, but because of the broken knife in the prisoner's hand, they did not dare to act rashly, so they could only follow closely from a distance.

Gong Wumian's eyes lit up, and he stroked the hand of the jade bracelet, and the prisoner only felt a touch of blood flash in front of him, and before he could react, he felt that his neck was numb, his head was dizzy, his eyes were blank, and his whole body seemed to be drained of strength.

When the prisoner fell to the ground, there was still a look of disbelief in his eyes, if he was slashed by the jailer, or plotted by the cell head who suddenly woke up, he recognized it, but with the last trace of strength, he looked at it, the jailer did not step forward, the cell head did not wake up, only Gong Wumian stretched out his arm, and a blood-colored small snake wrapped around her wrist again.

It wasn't a jade bracelet at all, it was a poisonous snake!

He has traveled south and north for many years, but the boat capsized in the gutter and fell into the hands of a girl who seemed to be unrestrained, and now he understands that this girl is ruthless to describe herself, which is really very pertinent.

"No one told you that I have poison, right?"

Gong Wumian looked at the prisoner condescendingly, smiling like a flower, and then looked down at the blood treasure on his wrist, his eyes and heart were full of tenderness.