After a while in the prison, a gentle, almost inaudible sound came from the dark and silent corridor.

"The prisoner came to see him."

Li Bushu's eyes flashed again.

Xie Jiaojiao's heart, which had already been stirred up, was shocked when he heard the name of Calcite.

She said in a deep voice: "Entertainment Father?!"

They were locked up here, but they had never seen Calcite, but she also knew in her heart that even they were arrested, so Calcite would not be arrested.

However, Calcite was obviously not locked in the same cell as them.

Sure enough, when the people over there ordered, they heard a few prison guards responding and immediately walked to the other side of the prison.

In the darkness, the sound of the iron lock being opened came, and then an iron door was pushed open. A bit of blood suddenly became more common in the already cold and humid air.

As soon as he smelled this smell, Xie Jiaojiao's heart suddenly rose.

She immediately shouted, "Entertainment Father! Empty Father!"

The prison, which was originally as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, was instantly stirred by her shouts, and the prisoners in the surrounding cells were also woken up one after another. When they heard someone coming outside, they immediately climbed to the wooden fence, grabbed the fence and kept reaching out and shouting for injustice.

However, no one answered.

Xie Jiaojiao was almost stuck on the fence and squeezed out desperately. Finally, he could barely see two tall prisoners dragging a person out of a dark room. His round body was covered in blood. Who wasn't calcite?

Since Calcite returned, although Xie Jiaojiao heard his voice in Li Mansion, he had never had time to see him because he was covered with a veil.

When I saw this, I was shocked.

She only saw that one of her adopted father's hand was cut off!

A little bandage was wrapped around the broken arm, but the blood was barely stopped. When he was dragged out by those people, the wound was obviously cracked again, and his face turned pale due to pain. Cold sweat dripped down from his forehead like broken beads.

"Entertainment Father!"

Xie Jiaojiao shouted anxiously.

After one of the hand of calcite was cut off, he fainted from pain. After waking up, he found that he was detained in a small dark room, surrounded by criminal detention. He probably knew that this place must be a prison.

And I will be questioned sooner or later.

So, I kept waiting quietly.

Just as two jailmen broke in and dragged him out, he also understood in his heart that the deadline had come, so no matter how painful the wound hurt, he didn't say a word.

However, when he heard Xie Jiaojiao's voice coming from the dark corridor, his heart still sank.

"Jiaojiao..."

He only shouted at the dark corridor, and Xie Jiaojiao's more anxious shouts came from the opposite side.

"Entertainment Father! How are you doing?"

"Jiaojiao, I'm fine, what about you?"

The prison guards didn't care about them. One of them kicked Xieshi and kicked him with a hatred, causing him to curse up, unable to even speak, and cursed angrily: "You still dare to talk nonsense? Believe it or not, I will cut off your other hand!"

"Entertainment Father!"

Seeing that calcite was kicked and beaten, Xie Jiaojiao felt heartbroken.

However, the prison guards ignored them at all and dragged the calcite and walked out.

Xie Jiaojiao felt heartbroken and tried hard to reach out, but couldn't catch anything. She could only watch the calcite being dragged away from her sight, and there was darkness in front of her.

She collapsed on the ground, her whole body was cold and painful, and tears fell from her eyes.

And when she raised her head and looked forward again

Li Bushu still sat in the corner.

He was motionless, as if everything that happened outside had nothing to do with him. Only when the cold moonlight shone into his eyes, he seemed to have a little warmth.

Calcite was dragged all the way and dragged into the precept room.

A bloodstain was dragged out from the already dirty ground. When he entered the precept room, a torch had been lit here, and the fire illuminated a table in front of him. Behind the table was a person sitting.

A young official, it seems, is obviously here to interrogate himself.

However, Calcite didn't care about him.

Because the flames shined, he also saw two people sitting behind the official, one with a handsome face and the other sitting in the darkest corner. If the flames were not shining, she would have almost never been seen.

But, even so, the calcite was seen at a glance.

He is not unfamiliar with this face.

In fact, two people had seen each other many years ago.

At that time, this little woman was just a little palace maid next to His Majesty the Emperor who pretended to be "Young Master Huang". She always looked cautious, but now, after a few years, she has completely transformed.

At least, the little woman from that time would not be like this now.

With one sentence, he cut off a person's hand.

Even when she was in such a cold prison with a breath of death, she looked at the bloody prisoner, and there was no fluctuation in her eyes. Instead, it was colder and more vicious than the air around her.

Calcite met the bloodthirsty gaze in the dark corner, and smiled again.

"The Imperial Concubine..."

Nan Yan looked at him coldly and did not speak.

After saying this, Jieshi was kicked heavily in the back by the jailer behind him, making him kneel down with a thud.

"Kneel down!"

Calcite fell to the ground because one hand was cut off. He fell heavily to the ground. His forehead touched the cold and hard ground, and immediately broke his skin and bleed.

The blood flowed down, and soon dyed most of his face red.

In such a prison, it seems particularly ferocious.

“Calcite,”

A cold voice rang out in the precept room.

The calcite's eye was soaked in blood. It could only close one eye, open its left eye and look forward, and saw the young official sitting behind the table staring at him.

Said: "What is your real name? Calcite? Or what?"

Calcite grinned, smiled coldly, and said, "I am Calcite, and I have always been called Calcite."

“…”

"After assassinating your emperor, I will never change my name or surname. I am just a silo!"

In the dark corner, although Nan Yan sat motionlessly, he held one hand hard again.

But for the sake of the truth, she can't be impulsive.

So, I just stared at the calcite coldly.

Ruan Hengzhou said: "Who instructed you to assassinate the emperor? Who are you obeying?"

Hearing this sentence, Jay Silent sneered again.

His eyes stared at Nan Yan and said coldly: "This shouldn't be asked about me."

“…”
Chapter completed!