Mama didn't care about pulling with Jiang Fuyao anymore, so she quickly turned around and handed a sign out: "I am a subordinate of Princess Muyang, and I am here to see Mrs. Jiang, and I ask you to be accommodating." ”

"Mrs. Jiang?" The prison man frowned.

He took the sign and looked at it carefully.

Mama's face was calm.

However, the prison man quickly stuffed the sign back into Mama's hand: "No way, no way!" This Mrs. Jiang is not for everyone! If you want to see it, you have to have a proper paperwork! ”

Mama didn't expect that he wouldn't even give the princess's face, and her face froze for a while.

However, Jiang Fuyao suddenly became smart, she took a few steps forward, took out a heavy bag of silver from her sleeve, and said in a low voice: "My lord, I finally came once, you can be accommodating and ask me to go in and have a look!" I'll just look, at most I will say two words and leave, and I will definitely not do anything else! ”

The prisoner took the purse into his hand and gently swiped it twice, and his originally frowning brow was instantly relieved.

Apparently the weight was to his liking.

"Just looking?"

Jiang Fuyao nodded again and again: "Yes, my lord, I'll just take a look!" ”

"Okay!" The prisoner stuffed the purse into his arms with his backhand, and waved his big hand, "Come with me!" ”

After speaking, the prison man turned around, and Jiang Fuyao hurriedly followed, following him into the extremely narrow door.

After entering the door, there is a small dark hall, which goes around a wall, and then enters a door, and there is a way down.

The road was pitch black, and there was no light at all, and it was all possible to barely see a little by relying on the dim lamp in the prison man's hand.

Walking down the road, you can see the prison block by block, and a terrible smell also comes, Jiang Fuyao hurriedly picked up a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose.

After a cursory glance, I found that there were quite a few people inside, almost full.

These people were all dressed in tatters and dirty, like puppets that had lost their souls, and sat sluggishly, only when they heard a noise, they looked blankly in the direction of the noise, and there was not the slightest emotion in their eyes, not even much anger.

Being stared at by countless such eyes, Jiang Fuyao couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

She subconsciously wanted to escape, but the circuit was pitch black, and if she didn't have a prison servant with her, she was afraid that she would kowtow and bleed.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fuyao had no choice but to take a deep breath, stubbornly follow behind the prison man, and continue to walk deeper into the prison.

I don't know how long I walked, until the handkerchief in Jiang Fuyao's hand was almost unable to stop the gradually thicker smell, and the prison man in front finally stopped: "It's here." ”

Jiang Fuyao hurriedly walked a few steps faster and stood side by side with the prison man.

The moment he saw the scene in front of him, Jiang Fuyao's pupils shrank.

I saw that the woman in front of me was tightly tied with a wide strip of cloth, revealing only a thin face that seemed to have only a layer of skin left, and looked very terrifying in the faint light.

An unusually strong rancid smell came to the face, seeming to ...... It's the smell of the person in front of you.

Even if the person in front of him was the mother who gave birth to him, Jiang Fuyao was stunned and observed repeatedly for a long time before he dared to confirm it.

"Fu, Fuyao?" When Mrs. Jiang opened her eyes, she was also surprised to see that the person standing next to the prison was Jiang Fuyao, "You, why are you here?" ”

Her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, with almost no trace of the past.

But this is indeed Mrs. Jiang's voice.

I don't know how many sins a good person has suffered to be tortured like this!

Jiang Fuyao suddenly couldn't cry.

She cried for a while before she said, "Mother, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival today, I asked someone to bring me in to see you." ”

It's Mid-Autumn Festival......

Mrs. Jiang was in a trance for a moment.

In this dark place, Mrs. Jiang has long lost the concept of time.

Anyway, whether it's day or night, she has to be trapped here, life is not life, death is not death.

"Mother, bear with me, bear with me, I will definitely save you out!" Jiang Fuyao took a step forward and said excitedly.

Mrs. Jiang smiled bitterly: "...... There's no need for it, Fuyao. ”

She's already like this, even if she goes out, she won't be able to live.

Jiang Fuyao gritted his teeth and was about to speak, when the prison man on the side suddenly spoke: "It's almost time, it's time to go!" ”

Seeing that Jiang Fuyao was slow to move, the prison man lost his patience and went to pull her.

"You are not allowed to touch her! Don't move! Because of the restraint, Mrs. Jiang, who had not moved for several days, suddenly struggled violently, and her voice was extremely harsh, "Don't touch her with your dirty hands!" She is the mother of the Hou Mansion! What are you! You dare to touch her?! ”

When the prisoner heard this, he really didn't dare to touch Jiang Fuyao again.

The mother of the Hou Mansion, that really can't be messed with.

"Mother, mother, don't move, hurt yourself carefully!" Jiang Fuyao said, tears welling up uncontrollably in his eyes, "I will come to save you, I will definitely come!" You wait for me! ”

Afraid that if Mrs. Jiang struggled again, she would hurt herself, so she left this sentence, and Jiang Fuyao hurriedly turned around and left.

Seeing the faint light gradually fade away, Mrs. Jiang, who had already hung half of her body to the ground, closed her eyes.

Because of her struggle, the itching that she had been deliberately ignoring devoured her a thousand times.

Mrs. Jiang gritted her teeth and endured it for a long time, until she estimated that Jiang Fuyao had left, and then she screamed miserably.

At that moment, Jiang Fuyao and Prison Cheng had already walked into the courtyard.

Jiang Fuyao took out a bulging purse and handed it to the prison man: "My lord, please take care of my mother more!" ”

This time, the prison didn't dare to accept her purse: "If it doesn't work, it's one thing to take you to see it, it's another thing to take care of her, this is an order from above, I don't dare to call the shots!" ”

After saying that, the prison man did not stop any longer, and hurriedly turned around and entered the small door.

Jiang Fuyao watched his figure disappear, and then gritted his teeth and took back his purse.

Mama, who had been waiting by the side, took two steps forward and said, "Mrs. Hou, the time for us to come out is not short, let's go back quickly!" ”

Jiang Fuyao nodded, took a deep look at the small door, and then turned around and followed Mama, sneakily going back along the way he came.

Returning to Vanity Fair again, Jiang Fuyao has a feeling of returning to the world.

At this time, people have already used up the food on the feast and are walking around the moon viewing platform to talk and laugh.

After all, it is not easy to enter the palace, so it is natural to take a good turn to make this trip worthwhile.

Jiang Fuyao walked through the crowd, and a pair of eyes kept scanning around the crowd.

However, he has not been able to find the person he is looking for.

Just when she was a little tired, she suddenly saw four people walking out of a small road not far away, talking and laughing.

Jiang Fu's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly greeted him.