"Say, Miss Xie Yan."

This sentence is like a royal pardon, even more ecstatic than the imperial pardon. The middle-aged man leaned on the ground, kowtowed constantly, and said tremblingly: "Miss Xie Yan! Miss Xie Yan!"

I held that mouthful of porridge in my mouth, struggling to swallow, but watching the man kowtow repeatedly, as if he was ecstatic as if he was escaping from death, I felt like a stone was pressed on my chest - no, it was like a mountain, with thousands of stones piled up on it.

Just as I was desperately trying to swallow the things in my mouth, I felt a choking throat and spit out the porridge "wow".

"Light!"

I lay beside the bed and kept retching, my hands were weak and my eyes were black, and I almost fell down. Pei Yuanxiu hurriedly reached out to block my chest, hugged me firmly, and looked down at me: "What's wrong with you?"

Because I hadn't eaten anything for a long time, after spitting out the porridge, I vomited for a long time but couldn't spit out anything, but it was even more uncomfortable. I gritted my teeth and couldn't speak, my chest became more and more stuffy, as if something was surging upwards. I raised my weak hand and tried to push him away, but I couldn't shake the man at all. He used force on his hand, slowly put me back to the head of the bed and placed it under me with a pillow.

"What’s wrong with you?"

He bent down to look at my pale face and asked with concern: "Where is it uncomfortable? Or--"

“…”

I couldn't speak, and my chest was fluctuating violently with my breathing. He took out his handkerchief and wiped the corners of my mouth, and said softly: "It must be that you haven't eaten for too long, so you feel a little uncomfortable."

“…”

"Come on, you can eat a little more, eat a little more."

“…”

"It's fine."

As soon as I looked at the half spoonful of porridge he brought, I felt my chest surging and I was about to vomit it out again. I could only subconsciously close my eyes. When I saw my resistance, a layer of frost condensed in Pei Yuanxiu's eyes.

He looked at the man coldly at the corner of his eyes.

At this time, the middle-aged man who thought he had "escaped from death" suddenly turned pale when he saw this scene.

Pei Yuanxiu didn't even look back and waved his hands at the two guards. The two of them immediately took a step forward and wanted to drag the man out.

I was so scared that I opened my eyes: "What are you going to do?!"

This time, even if he didn't say anything, others knew what this meant. The middle-aged man was so scared that his face was almost collapsed to the ground. He looked up at me in horror and said, "Give me your life, Miss Yan, spare me your life! I don't want to die!"

"Give me your life, let me go!"

Fear overwhelmed everything, and he actually broke free from the hands of the two guards, climbed to the bed with both hands and feet, and kowtowed to me repeatedly: "Miss Yan, spare my life, spare me!"

I looked at the person's appearance and felt unspeakable discomfort. I subconsciously grabbed Pei Yuanxiu's sleeve: "You said let him go."

“…”

He lowered his eyelids, then he looked up at me, and said gently: "How can you not eat well?"

“…!”

My hands trembled and I subconsciously let him go.

It's just to let me have a meal, just to let me "eat well".

He killed one person like this and wanted to kill another one.

In his eyes, human life is not human life, but a value that can be used, a tool that is more useful than anything else.

My eyes were so dry that I blinked twice, and it was as painful as a knife cut. Some hot things slowly surged up. A shallow layer rolled in my eyes, and everything in my sight became blurred and twisted.

Including his handsome and elegant face.

I took a deep breath: "I..."

"Um?"

"I'll eat."

“…”

"I'll eat, I'll eat obediently."

A gentle smile immediately appeared on his face, as if he was saying, "It would be better to be so obedient." He stirred the porridge that was already dry in the bowl with a spoon, but frowned again: "It's a little cold... I'm here."

A maid immediately walked in outside the door.

"Go and get another bowl of hot porridge."

"yes."

My whole body was stiff, my hands and feet were lying on the bed with cold hands and feet. Even though the thick and soft brocade quilt was covered, even if he leaned against me tightly, my body temperature was transmitted through my clothes during my breathing, but I was still very cold. The middle-aged man kneeling in front of the bed, like flesh on the chopping board, looked at me tremblingly.

Finally, a bowl of steaming shredded chicken porridge was delivered again.

He took the porridge bowl, scooped a little with a spoon, blew it again, touched his lips, and confirmed that the temperature was appropriate before delivering it to my mouth: "Come."

My lips trembled violently, as if they were not part of my body. They slowly opened and took a bite.

Then the prisoner of war stared at my mouth as if waiting for the verdict of fate.

I trembled so hard that I finally gritted my teeth and closed my eyes to swallow the porridge.

The man immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

When I opened my eyes again, a drop of tears poured out of my eyes and dripped down.

In his sight, his smiling face was as handsome as ever, and the gentleness in his pupils seemed to be overflowing halfway. He reached out and gently hooked my face with his fingers, wiped away the tears, leaving a hint of coolness. He said softly: "That's all."

“…”

"Come on, eat a little more."

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Of course I know that I am under house arrest.

Everyone was polite to me, not only polite, but also terrified.

If you don’t eat a bite of food, you have already paid the price of your life. It’s like a huge rock thrown into the water, and the noise caused is enough to shake everyone who knows everything.

In their eyes, I am like a devil who brings the bad luck of death.

I never knew that I would be such a person.

All the dodging eyes were filled with fear. When they came in to serve, they were like walking into a demon cave that would devour people's lives. When they left here and stepped out of the gate, everyone would feel a sense of happiness of escaping from death.

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He came again, not to come to see me specifically, because his eyes did not fall on me since he entered the door - as if he didn't dare to look at me, or as if he was afraid to meet my eyes. He came to ask Pei Yuanxiu to go out, and the two of them had to discuss something, and they wanted to do it without hiding it.

I didn't ask too much, or even made any statement. It was like a body that had lost its soul, lying stiffly on the head of the bed. I trembled a little while before Pei Yuanxiu left, before he came over and stroked my shoulders, and said softly in my ears, "You rest first, I will come to accompany you after I finish my work."

He left.

And I slowly lay back on the bed.

Tears kept flowing in my eyes. I slowly closed my eyes and flowed down the tears just now.

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I fell asleep for a while and woke up again, I was awakened by the serene sounds in my ears.

I opened my eyes weakly, and through a layer of gentle curtains, I saw a strange figure in the room, but squatting on the ground, moving constantly.

“…”

I was a little confused, and looked at it openly for a while before I could recognize that I had actually seen this strange figure.

When I woke up before, I saw someone sweeping the floor in this room.

At this moment, he knelt on the ground, wiped the floor with a wet towel, and a basin of water was placed beside him. The sound that just sounded in his ear was the sound he made when he wiped the floor.

I was a little dull for a moment, looking at the drooping, young and even a little childish face, dark skin, clear eyes, probably I had heard about what happened in this room, so my face was full of careful expressions.

At this moment, he looked up and saw me looking at him, and his eyes widened: "Oh!"

Subconsciously, he stepped back.

Almost at the same time, Hua Zhu outside the door walked in and saw me awake, and hurriedly said, "You go out."

"yes."

The child quickly got up, hurriedly carried a towel and held the basin of water and ran out with his head down.

Hua Zhu walked to the edge of the bed and looked at me through a layer of curtains: "Miss Yan, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

“…”

I can't speak.

Not only is it a throat twitch, but it is also an unprecedented uneasiness spreading in my heart.

This kid...

I looked up at Hua Zhu: "Who is that person just now?"

Hua Zhu hurriedly said, "It's the captured prisoner."

"Prisoned? Why, why is he here?"

"This—I don't know either, it seems to be the order of the young master."
To be continued...