This is nonsense, but the words of this bad old man keep lingering in my ears. Even though I am very tired mentally, I still can't fall asleep. I don't know whether it is because this place is too difficult, or because of the repeated thoughts in my heart. Thinking about what will happen after getting married to Xie Wenyuan.
At dawn, there was a noise outside, but it was prison food delivered, a hard steamed bun with even some mold on the dough.
How could Lin Jiyan eat such a thing? He immediately kicked it over, and the steamed bun rolled into the cell next to him. The old man didn't care, he immediately grabbed it and stuffed it into his arms, "Thank you, sir, here it is." I thought it was last night that I gave the young master a reward for his numerology."
"cut!"
Lin Jiyan hasn't had a bite of food since noon yesterday, and he didn't sleep well at night. The physical torture caused him to be in a particularly bad state of mind.
I walked back and forth in circles and called people, but no one responded.
In the end, he couldn't help but sit down with the bad old man. He said with a bit of anger: "Since you said you could tell fortunes, why didn't you tell your own fate? Why didn't you predict that one day you would be in such a bad situation? Trapped in jail?”
"Hey!" Unexpectedly, the bad old man waved his hand mysteriously, "How do you know that I didn't come in on purpose? I used to be the prince's staff, and this position is not as dangerous as the Jin Yiwei Zhao Prison. Low!"
At first he thought the old man was a liar, but upon hearing these words, Lin Jiyan felt that he might really have two opinions, so he simply started chatting with him.
The old man has probably been lonely for a long time. He talks about anything he wants. He even knows exactly how many wives the prince in the East Palace has, and he knows all the treasures of the major aristocratic families in the capital.
Lin Jiyan was not completely ignorant. After all, the capital had some old roots, not to mention the Xie family behind him.
So I half-understood a lot of things, but after listening to what this old man said, everything really made sense.
From this point of view, his identity as a staff member of the East Palace should have disappeared.
But as for fortune telling...
Lin Jiyan felt a little shaken in his heart, and after a while he still couldn't help but ask about his fate.
The old man just shook his head and sighed. After asking too many questions, he only said a few sentences, but every sentence was completely consistent with Lin Jiyan's situation.
"According to what you say...I really married the wrong wife?"
"I can't say that..." It took the old man a long time to hold back a sentence, "That woman's fate is really bad. If she doesn't get married in this life, there may be a chance of improvement. But if she gets married, she will inevitably be burdened. Husband’s family.”
After saying that, I suddenly felt that I had said something wrong, and my face turned pale. I immediately knelt down, murmuring and kowtowing to Nan Bian'er.
Lin Jiyan was puzzled and looked at him doubtfully, "What are you doing?"
"It's all your fault. I was inexplicably favored by you and accidentally revealed more secrets. I'm afraid..."
As he spoke, he quickly made kneading in his hands, murmured endlessly, and finally spit out a mouthful of blood, "It's so cruel!"
"You...what's wrong with you?"
Lin Jiyan was shocked. The old man looked at him with a bit of regret, "I am so kind that I would say such a thing to you. Now I am really troubled by the secret, and I am afraid I will take my life." .”
After spitting out the blood, the old man's face became extremely ugly, and he didn't look like the same person he was talking about before.
Lin Jiyan was scared to death, fearing that he would die, so he rushed to the door to call someone.
After shouting for a long time, a guard in uniform was finally called. Unexpectedly, the other person just glanced at the old man and said impatiently: "Isn't it just a dead man? What's the fuss about."
Then he walked away directly in front of Lin Jiyan.
At this time, he suddenly heard a woman's voice coming from a distance, which was clearly screaming. Lin Jiyan listened carefully for a while, and suddenly realized that the voice seemed to be Jiaorui's.
He hurriedly ran towards the direction where the sound came from, listened carefully, and heard intermittent sounds. It was indeed Jiao Rui who was speaking.
"It wasn't stolen by the slave family, nor...not by Lin Lang, it's just...someone put it in my house."
"ah……"
"Spare your life! Spare your life!"
"Don't you dare lie! It's true that I have never stolen anything."
"..."
Each sound became more pitiful than the last, making Lin Jiyan feel like the bones in his body were itching.
After a long time, there was gradually no sound.
"Jiaorui!" Lin Jiyan was shocked and shouted loudly, "Jiaorui! How are you?!"
But there was no reply at all.
He heard those words clearly just now, but even now, Jiaorui still hadn't confessed him.
"Hey! Are you afraid that it won't be your turn?" A guard in Jinyi suddenly came over with a whip and laughed when he saw him, "That little bitch is actually quite resistant to beatings. Let her go and raise her first. You can't say anything about it."
This grown man is more honest than her, and he may not necessarily confess faster."
Lin Jiyan was so frightened that he almost lost his courage and ran back quickly. However, how could he outrun Lian Jiazi's guards? He slipped out in a few seconds and was tied directly to the torture rack.
"No!" A man covered in blood suddenly rushed over and kowtowed to the Jin Yiwei, "Don't hit my Lin Lang. It has nothing to do with him. My lord, please be aware! We really didn't steal it.
If you don’t believe me, you can go and take a look at our house. Except for this thing, everything has its origin. Someone must have framed us. I beg you, I beg you, please have mercy!"
But such words did not gain anyone's sympathy, but instead attracted a lot of ridicule from Jin Yiwei.
As if on purpose, a guard in Jinyi said to Jiaorui: "Little lady, can you call me again to hear it?"
Jiaorui shouted "Guan Ye" and then whipped Lin Jiyan directly.
Lin Jiyan suddenly screamed like a slaughtered pig.
"Oh! It sounds better if you call it like this!"
With that said, another whip came down.
Jiaorui cried so hard that she was out of breath, but she had no choice. She wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it, so she could only lie on the ground and beg humbly.
Lin Jiyan was in severe pain. Seeing her like that, he felt very distressed. He was so angry that he yelled, "Do you know who I am? How dare you really torture me? Mr. Xie Ge of Wenyuan Pavilion is my uncle."
, I am the son-in-law of Mr. Xie’s family, you should go and ask me why I want to steal!”
Several Jin Yiwei looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you.
Lin Jiyan only felt that the wound from the whip was burning, but when he saw the expressions on their faces, he couldn't help but sneered: "I've already said it, how could I steal! All of you!
The little bastard still doesn’t recognize me! Why don’t you let me go quickly!”
Unexpectedly, his harsh words caused several people on the other side to burst out laughing. One of the Jin Yiwei even laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up. It took him a long time to wipe his tears and said: "If you want to make something up, you should make something decent."
The reason is that we don’t even look at where this place is. Seriously speaking, our prince is also the son-in-law of the Xie family!
If you were the son-in-law of the Xie family, wouldn't we have flooded the Dragon King Temple? How come we haven't heard any news at all, and we have never heard that the prince has such an in-law!"