Faj expressed his respect, and also took out a pistol behind him, played with it and handed it to Baymond.

"Your Excellency, there are only four bullets, please try to save as much as possible."

The pistol has exquisite carvings, with a layer of white teeth attached to the handle, the patterns are golden, and three dazzling gems are inlaid on it.

There are four bullets on the top that sway along with the gun body.

Baymond took the gun and took a look, and carved the house badge at the bottom of the buttstock.

He had decided to sacrifice for the emperor, and the emblem seal representing the royal family was no longer felt.

Soon, a small gap was opened in the bedroom, and the queen said to the two people outside very calmly: "Find a few cloaks that can cover up the whole body, and leave the rest to me."

The two men outside looked at each other and nodded. Baymond went downstairs, and the Fam was searching on the upper floor.

"His Excellency Baymont! His Excellency Baymont!"

Half down the stairs, a man with some status in the guard called Baymond.

Baymond deliberately exposed his pistol and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Do we still have to keep going?"

"What do you mean!" Baymond rebuked, "You must be strictly guarded! Are you planning to let Your Majesty come out and surrender? Now His Majesty and the Prince are waiting on the top, and we must guard until the old lady's reinforcements arrive. Do you have any questions?

?”

"No...no."

The soldier retreated aside in a low voice and said no more.

Baymond then began to patrol downstairs, taking a look at every room and every corridor, hoping to find loopholes in defense.

Just after looking around, there seemed to be no loopholes here.

The Taihui envoy outside was still waiting, and the man stood up straight, with a solemn and graceful face.

Dushan Prison was not aware of what happened to the royal capital. The jailers on the top of the mountain would see refugees walking by the mountain. They were no longer surprised by such things.

If they were worried about their future in the past, they would no longer think about it.

But one thing is not good. It has been three days late than usual since the last time the supplies were transported.

The jailers began to calculate the remaining rations and initially estimated that if no supplies were delivered within two days, it would be time to cut rations.

This matter has been put on the agenda, and it starts to compress from the prisoner.

The branch was squid in the quilt, she had never been as cold as she was today. The prison had thick walls that could block part of the cold, but the weakened cold was not something she could resist.

She only has a yellow and slightly faded skirt to wear.

No one delivered her food this morning, which greatly weakened her ability to resist the cold.

She had to remember something that happened before. No wonder Zuo Lan had to make some coal here before, and it was indeed a terrible thing to have no heating fuel.

She kept waiting for the door to open, but she still shrank on the bed and didn't move.

"Ms., I wish you a happy mood for the belated good morning."

The doctor took off his hat and bowed, walked in with his suitcase.

The door was closed tightly behind him.

The twig smiled brightly: "If it weren't for you, I would probably never be in a good mood. Doctor, can my family reply?"

"Sorry, ma'am, not, your family is not happy to reply to you. To be honest, they don't even want to read your letter."

Originally, the air was cold, and the branch fell into the ice cellar in an instant. She sat up and asked in disbelief: "No, are you mistaken? Did my parents care at all?"

"It's a bit cruel, but it's true, and when I mention your name, they seem to be scared."

"Then my brother and sister?"

"I didn't see them."

The branch fell from heaven to hell again, and she quickly comforted herself: "No, I must have made a mistake, I must have made a mistake, it must have been impossible."

She jumped off the bed and grabbed the doctor's wrist: "Doctor, I'll ask you to help me again, send another letter to my second brother, he will definitely help me."

"Okay, I'll help you again."

"Thank you, thank you."

The zhi wanted to hug the doctor, so she spread her arms and stopped, wrapped her arms around her and turned her head to calm herself down.

The doctor smiled and pulled out the paper.

"Ms., you can write it, remember to add the address."

"Doctor, thank you, can you light the light?"

"Sorry, I was negligent."

The doctor placed the box flat on the ground, and the lit oil lamp was placed on the box as usual, which was not only bright but also warm.

The temperature of the oil lamp drove away the coldness in the heart, as if a beam of light appeared at the end of the night.

Na Zhi repeatedly reminded herself to pay attention to the words. She could not let the person who checked the letter see a trace of suspicion, and she must let the person who read the letter understand it.

A letter was worked hard and took half an hour to complete. After reading it again, her face gradually unfolded.

I added the address seriously and wrote every word carefully, for fear of any mistakes.

The zhi was about to hand over the written letter to the doctor, but before he could stretch out his hand, he hurriedly pulled it back and read it again. When she was completely satisfied, the letter finally came to the doctor's hand.

"I will forward it."

The doctor folded the letter and put it in his pocket.

"Ms.," he put the lamp on the ground. "I don't know why you were locked in. After I learned more about it, I don't know that we have this kind of common ground."

The lamp was placed on the ground, and the doctor took out a book in his suitcase, the book Zuo Lan's work.

"I have come into contact with many prisoners who are detained like you." He put the book in his hand, "I have read more people, but I have found that there are too many sad and lamentable things in the world. How many people are obviously involuntarily unable to control themselves?

But he had to go to the prison, and some rogues always took advantage of the law and got away with it. Ms., have you finished reading this book?"

The branch took the book with a smile, and its beautiful eyes flashed.

"Doctor, aren't you afraid that I will report you?"

"I said that those who come to such places are not necessarily bad people, you are not. And, I am willing to trust you."

The twig looked at the doctor in a daze, her eyes wafting, and she became more and more impressed by the black-skinned doctor.

In fact, the branch had already been seen. She sat by the bed, lowered her head and looked around casually, so that the doctor would not notice anything strange.

The doctor also cooperated to stand aside. Occasionally, the two of them would talk about the contents of the book and had the same understanding of the contents of a line of text, which invisibly brought the distance closer.

Finally, it was time for the treatment to end, and the doctor sighed: "How desolate is there in the world? I never expected that there would be such a group of people in our country. I really want to meet the author of this book, he can record it.

These tragedies bring the truth to us.”

This sentence sounded unintentionally, Nazhi looked at the doctor with an alternative gaze, and muttered in her heart.

Should we tell the doctor about Zuo Lan? Let’s forget it first.

Compared to doctors, Zuo Lan's current status is even higher.

She was surprised that she would rank people in her heart, as if she had already developed this habit shortly after entering here.

In the end, she still didn't speak.

The doctor stood up at this time. Instead of taking away the book he was looking at, he took out something from his suitcase.

He apologized: "I almost forgot that it's cold here. I chose a coat and a pair of shoes for you. Let's see if it fits."

A camel coat and boots of the same color were taken out, but it was brand new.

The zhi didn't know what to say, but her tears flowed down and she hugged the doctor excitedly.

"Thank you, thank you."

"Ms., you're welcome, try putting it on."

The doctor said in a gentle enough tone, and the twig put his head against the doctor's chest and slowly shook.

She kept saying thank you and kept saying it.

The clothes were very suitable, and it didn't matter even if they were slightly worse. She took the doctor out in her new clothes.

After the door of the cell opened, the two were surprised to find that the warden was standing coldly outside the door and stretched out a hand to the doctor.

"What's wrong?"

"Letter, take it out."
Chapter completed!