The jailer opened the iron door of the cell, and Xia Houying nodded and walked in.

Situ Ji, who had been interrogated for half a night, was still sleepy at this time, nesting in the brocade quilt on the grass, refusing to move.

Seeing that Situ Jian didn't react, the jailer was a little dissatisfied, and said in a rough voice, "Situ Ji, someone has come to see you!" ”

Situ Ji, who had his eyes closed, pursed his lips and said in a vicious voice, "Put down the things and leave quickly, don't disturb Young Master Ben's sleep here, it's annoying!" ”

Since last night, the things sent by Situ's family have not been broken, not to mention that Dali Temple feels annoying, even Situ Jie himself feels bored.

Xiahou Ying looked at Situ Ji's "unsuccessful" appearance, and her heart was a little more bored, but when she thought of her grandmother, she still suppressed the displeasure in her heart.

"You can still sleep when you're in prison, and the boy really doesn't change his face when Mount Tai collapses in front of him!" Xiahou Ying opened her mouth and teased.

Hearing this somewhat familiar and pleasant voice, Situ Jian couldn't help but open his eyes, and saw a graceful figure wearing a curtain fence, standing at the door.

"You are?" Situ Jian sat up from the haystack, trying to identify the person in front of him by the faint light of the cell.

Xiahou Ying nodded to the jailer behind her, and the jailer retreated in amusement. Then, Xiahou Ying put the food box in her hand on the ground, raised her hand and took off the curtain fence she was wearing.

Seeing the face wearing a crystal mask, Situ Ji couldn't help frowning, and lay back in the haystack impatiently.

"Why are you......" Situ Jian glanced at Xiahou Ying again, and then was turned around.

"Wanxin was ordered by the old lady Xiahou to bring some food to the young master." In the face of Situ Ji's contempt, Xiahou Ying didn't care, just squatted down, opened the food box on the ground, and took out the dishes inside.

The mouth-watering aroma filled the cell, and even the inmates of the other cells began to stir, clamoring for a taste.

Situ Jian smelled the aroma of rice and suddenly sat up, staring at the dishes Xia Houying took out with wide eyes. He hasn't eaten a bite since last night! Speaking of this, Situ Ji couldn't help but slander his father, giving away some of what he didn't have, and he didn't know how to prepare some food for himself!

However, he just ignored others, but now he wants to eat the food sent by others, Situ Ji, the little bully, is really a little embarrassed for a while. Therefore, although the eyes do not take off those delicacies for a while, they always move forward.

Seeing Situ Jian swallowing saliva and pretending to be calm, Xiahou Ying couldn't help but laugh secretly in her heart, but there was a look of regret on her face.

"Alas! Looking at the things in this cell, I think that Young Master Ji doesn't lack anything here, I shouldn't look down on the food made by Mama Zhao, so I'd better take it away! With that, Xiahou Ying began to put the dishes into the food box.

"Huh! Don't! As soon as he heard that Xiahou Ying was going to take away the food, Situ Jian hurriedly stopped him, and then jumped up, ran to Xiahou Ying, and snatched the bowl of osmanthus drunken chicken in Xiahou Ying's hand.

Situ Jie's series of actions were completely instinctive, and when he reacted, he saw Xiahou Ying smiling proudly at him, and then he knew that he was being tricked by the other party, and he suddenly felt depressed in his heart.

"Since Young Master Ji is hungry, let's sit down and eat well, the old lady is very worried about you!" Xiahou Ying smiled evilly and said to Situ Ji.