Xia Qianchen focused on making the "King of the Jungle" cake during the day, and played the piano with female prisoners at night and learned to sing the Book of Songs.
It seemed that she wanted to pour her sadness into her work. Everyone saw that she worked very hard and was still reading books for cakes when she was late.
Life was full, and it was calm on the surface, but Xia Qianchen seemed to have nothing happened. In a few days, he became familiar with the female prisoner who moved to her dormitory and went out.
Half a month later, the "King of the Jungle" made by Xia Qianchen was completed.
The 15-layer big cake is even taller than a human. When Xia Qianchen reaches the top, he needs to build a ladder.
He put on the tiger that looked arrogant in the world, Xia Qianchen relaxed and slowly went down the ladder.
The female prisoner looked around and applauded:
"No. 0332's hand is really clever." "It's actually done like a model!" "It's so amazing, I thought she couldn't finish it in a short time!"...
The warden asked someone to pack the big cake and carefully push it away with a cart.
"Okay, everyone has worked so hard these days, so I'll reward you with a great surprise."
The warden clapped his hands, and several policemen held a bunch of clothing boxes and distributed one set for each person.
When the prisoners curiously took out their clothes from the box, they were all shocked!
All-white long skirt, noble texture, famous home design, expensive-
Of course, most of these female prisoners cannot see their value and only know their beauty.
"You see the 0332 piece!"
The one Xia Qianchen picked up from the clothing bag was very big, at least a dozen layers, and there were countless petals outside, with milky white layers of waves, which were fairy and luxurious.
It's even more gorgeous than a bridal dress.
"Why is she different from ours?"
"She is the protagonist of the piano, and we are the supporting roles of the chorus, of course it's different."
"Warner, are we not dreaming, this... this dress is really for us?"
"We will rehearse in the evening, and you can try changing them all. This size is made according to your body size. Isn't it for you? Is it for me?" The warden was a woman. Seeing these beautiful clothes,
The eyes are glowing too.
These days, being a prisoner is more gorgeous and noble than a princess.
"Why, warden? I can't understand it, it feels like I'm dreaming..."
"After practicing for half a month, your chorus has also achieved some results. Tomorrow's performance is the time to accept the results. Remember, this performance is very important and you can't make any mistakes... Good performance makes the guests happy.
Maybe there is a chance to commutate sentence.”
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was filled with noise:
"What performance? Can prisoners perform?"
"Are we in prison or out? Can we get out of prison at will?"
"Wow, what kind of customer is so vain that you can get a reduction in sentence if you want to give us a reduction in sentence?"
"You guys quickly pinch me, are you dreaming..."
...
Xia Qianchen was stunned when he looked at the dress in his hand. It turned out that it was really caused by Emperor Nangong. Tomorrow is his birthday?
His birthday was obviously half a month later... Maybe the information he made public to the public was fake...
What did he want to do? He spent a lot of effort to make her cake, and asked them to practice singing for him, wanting to continue to insult her at his birthday party?
Thinking of her making cakes for that kind of person, she wanted to put poison in the cake.
I thought of myself sing a blessing poem for him, and my whole body was even more disgusting-
How can he, who is a pervert who goes to hell after his death, befitting the baptism of the Book of Songs? It's really ironic, defiling Jesus!
night.
During the break, screams came one after another, and everyone sighed and praised each other.
However, when Xia Qianchen walked out of the temporary locker room, the whole audience was silent.
The warm light shone on Xia Qianchen's body, the hem of the skirt was stacked, and the petals seemed to be blooming in the broken bones.
Xia Qianchen's expression was quiet.
Very quiet, and beauty evaporates in silence, as if there is a power that can shake people.
In front of the monitor, Rhodes was also stunned, and some red wine overflowed from the wine glass.
"I'm sorry, Master Emperor..." He apologized repeatedly.
Nangong Shaodi didn't say anything, closed the books in his hand and looked at the screen.
The handsome beauty of the Greek gods, with a look of indifference, and a hint of expectation, he curled his lips slightly and his eyes turned to domineering. He looked arrogant in the world, and I am the only one. This world belongs to him, including her.
"Is it beautiful?" He held his chin.
Rhode said respectfully: "Beautiful."
A sharp look swept.
Rhodes said again: "I am from a pure appreciation point of view."
It's really beautiful, so beautiful that Anda feels inferior to her.
Xia Qianchen sat in front of the piano and started playing.
White long-sleeved hollow printed gloves, slender and flexible finger bones...
She played, and the light seemed to burst out from her eyes.
No one can imagine that a person can be so beautiful, it is really like a princess who walked out of murals in the last century.
She held her long hair loosely and drooped a few strands of curly. Her face was clear and charming, and exuded a noble and inviolable atmosphere.
Standing in front of her, everyone will feel that they should be the servant she ordered.
Nangong Shaodi held on to the goblet, closed his eyes, and listened comfortably.
Rehearsing until very late that day, everyone was reluctant to change into the beautiful skirt and looked forward to tomorrow's performance.
Only Xia Qianchen racked her brains to think about how she would destroy this birthday party and how she would escape from the birthday party...
Half a month has come. If her relationship with Allen is fine, she has planned a plan to escape, right?
Unfortunately, she is alone and has little power and dare not go out rashly.
If she fails, Nangong Shaodi stepped up her prevention and she will not have a second chance to escape.
It was late at night, and a thick smoke suddenly surged from the prison.
Xia Qianchen did not fall asleep. She was choked by the smoke. She thought it was Nangong Shaodi's people who raided, and threw incense bullets at her room.
But the smoke became thicker and thicker, and she heard someone shouting:
"Help, it's on fire!"
Xia Qianchen quickly turned over and got out of bed. Sure enough, the fire spread rapidly and the prison was illuminated by bright fire.
Xia Qianchen went to pull the alarm bell, but found that there was no response. Obviously, other prisoners who discovered the fire had already pulled it through-
Someone destroyed the alarm bell? Deliberately arson?
Xia Qianchen reached out to grab the iron gate railing and shook it hard. The female prisoner on the lower bunk also woke up...
"Ahem, ahem..."
"Help--!"
The smoke rolled, and everyone was locked in a closed cell and could not escape, as if a lamb was to be slaughtered, waiting for the footsteps of the god of death to approach...