"Why is this expression, don't worry, you're not him."

"Besides, I don't complain about my husband, and my husband was forced to do it back then. It is understandable that the father wanted to retain the dignity of the emperor and died under the sword of the enemy general, the prince. ”

"As for my dowry, I don't need so much money anyway, and the house has never shortened my food, married and served, I am very content with this. My husband treated me very well, and he never took a concubine or beat or violence against me. ”

"What more could you ask for!"

Huo Xiang felt that the three views had been impacted, and the whole person was not good.

No, Ah Mei'er, that's not right, your situation is a bit serious!

Listen to my brother's advice, the scum really wants it.

Huo Xiang's expression management was out of control again.

Heaven let him cross, is it so that he can replace Huo Xiang's old dog to save these beautiful women who were harmed by him?

For the rest of the time, Huo Xiang began to write and draw quietly in his notebook alone, and Wan Yanjing expressed satisfaction with this environment that had become noisy again.

In the evening, after eating the exquisite bento made by a high-end restaurant, Wan Yanjing lay down on his back on the bed peacefully, with his hands folded on his abdomen.

It's only been a few days, but it seems like a long time has passed, and I lie on the soft bed again, and my whole body is stretched.

Although it is a VIP room in the prison, it is far worse than home, damp and stuffy.

Fortunately, after Yan Jing's exercises, her tolerance to heat and cold is much higher, and with the same specification of bedding as at home, this difference is negligible.

I don't know if it's because Huo Xiang lives opposite, Wan Yanjing started dreaming again.

In the dream, she was copying the manuscript of "Watching the Rivers and Lakes", and when she wrote a detailed description of the exercises of the "Sunflower Treasure Book", the pen paused for a long time, I don't know whether it was "him" or "she", and her thoughts began to drift away.

It seems that I think of something that makes people feel proud and happy, pleasant, with malicious expectations, and the pleasure of crushing something...... All kinds of emotions are churning in the chest, which makes people very upset.

That feeling is like reading some moments of the script, touching the cool point of the protagonist using some slap and abuse of the villain in the face.

In the dream, she didn't feel weird, but was very happy because she experienced these emotions, but when she woke up and recalled the dream, she felt weird.

Not to mention that her current posture is also very strange.

As if he had been lowered by something, his head rested between the two iron frames, and his arms pierced through the two iron frames, stretching straight forward.

As soon as she opened her eyes, the voices of the world returned.

There was the snoring of the jailer not far away, and the cries of the prisoner next door in pain...... and Huo Xiang's voice in a hurry to call her name for fear of attracting outsiders.

Looking at each other, Huo Xiang closed his mouth in disdain, leaving only a palpitation on his face, he shrank in the corner, a little cold sweat on his forehead, and hugged his silk brocade quilt tightly.

Wan Yan Jing was silent.

"You, you're awake? I've been calling you for a long time. Huo Xiang looked at it carefully, and felt that Yan Jing had really regained his senses, and then slowly relaxed his body.

After a while, he cautiously tried again: "You seem to have been stunned just now. ”

Thanks, I know more than you know, but what are you afraid of when I have a nightmare?

Wan Yanjing withdrew her arms and found that her armpits were a little painful from the iron railings, and the iron railings in front of her, which were originally equidistant, were obviously deformed.

She raised her head again, Huo Xiang on the other side looked at her, and then at the deformed railing, her eyes widened, and her breathing became rapid again.

Well, she knew why he was scared.

To tell the truth, after shock, embarrassment and other emotions, I saw a frightened expression on Huo Xiang's face, which made people feel quite accomplished.

It turns out that he will also be scared, surprised, and pick his toes when he is embarrassed, and it would be better if he could record it and watch it repeatedly.

It's like the thing in a dream that can be videotaped.

"What time is it?" Wan Yan Jing asked in a hoarse voice.

Her heart was beating fast, and she thought it was the palpitations she had when she first woke up, but this sense of crisis was intensifying, as if something was going to happen.

"It's almost time." Huo Xiang whispered, "You got up not long after you fell asleep, and then you started shaking the railing, which is a little scary." ”

Who is to blame for this?

Wan Yan Jing snorted coldly in her heart, and she could already keep her face unchanged on this matter: "Oh, I have a habit of sleepwalking at night. ”

thought that after bringing the token, her sleepwalking problem would be cured, but who knew that as soon as Huo Xiang came, she would relapse from her old illness.

Sure enough, the problem still lies with Huo Xiang.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, and in the slightly quiet air, there was suddenly a strange sound.

Huo Xiang listened to it on the wooden bed, and said strangely: "What is squirming, it can't be a mouse." ”

Wan Yanjing also heard it.

The bad feeling is getting stronger.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the entire prison shook.

The tiny particles of dirt above the head began to fall continuously.

"The ground moves! The prison is coming down! ”

The jailer and the prisoner were awakened, followed by overturned oil lamps and frantically running night guards.

Firelight and exclamations continued, and wails around the corner came one after another.

"Boom!"

The shaking continued and intensified.

The golden runes floating on the surface of the dungeon were finally overwhelmed and shattered in the violent impact.

Without the blessing of the formation, the entire heavenly prison began to officially collapse.

Wan Yan Jing poured the little inner breath between her arms, held the iron railing and shouted, causing the iron railing to continue to deform and become a little wider, and then leaned sideways and tried to get out of this gap.

Huo Xiang on the other side was dumbfounded.

Wan Yanjing came out with the upper half of her body, and was struggling to pull out her ass: "What are you still doing in a daze, break the railing and come out quickly, didn't you hear the shouting and moved, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time." ”

Huo Xiang came back to his senses in Wan Yanjing's angry reprimand, and obediently held the iron railing, and broke it like her, but the truth was chilling, and he didn't let the railing deform the slightest bit with his milking strength.

Wan Yanjing, who had already run out between the two railings, was shocked by this.

"You can't break it, you're too empty!"

Huo Xiang lay between the two railings and looked at her aggrievedly: "Sister, the serious injuries of the people have not healed yet, come and help me break them and save me." ”

Wan Yanjing ran over while dodging the falling rubble, she asked Huo Xiang to take two steps back, and poured her inner breath between her arms as before, preparing to forcibly pull the railing away as before.

But without pulling, the degree of deformation of the railing is almost not visible.

Huo Xiang saw that something was wrong, but not only was he not anxious because he couldn't get out, but he was quite happy: "You see you can't break it, it's not that I'm weak, it's that they are made of different materials......

The voice did not fall.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion erupted from under the cell where Wan Yanjing had been living.

Although she had already escaped from the cell, the distance between the two compartments was not far, and the huge impact came from behind, bombarding her against the iron railing of Huo Xiang's cell.

A mouthful of old blood spurted out, and Wan Yanjing's eyes passed through an extremely bright and extremely dark moment.

Confused, she felt a pair of arms hugging her through the iron railing.

Huo Xiang's panicked voice was very close and seemed to be floating far away in the sky: "How is it, is there anything wrong?" Run on your own! Leave me alone! ”

Made, do you think I'm going to want to take care of you?

Let's take a look at the plot:

1. The male protagonist died at the age of 19 in modern times, and was born in ancient times, and was seriously injured and amnesic after living to the age of 31.

2. Some people know that the male protagonist has amnesia, and the male protagonist's amnesia is the result of some calculations

3. The female protagonist suspected that the male protagonist had been replaced at first, but she found out through a dream that he was a person before and after, and he didn't drink Meng Po soup when he was reincarnated.

She knows but doesn't say it, the original owner who fooled him and his body is not a person, the male protagonist is currently convinced of this, and feels that he is borrowing the corpse from modern times to wear it to the 31-year-old prince.

(End of chapter)