Seeing that Zheng Quan had prepared a big pot of food, she had an idea, "Master Zheng, you are injured and need to rest well, I'll help you take it."

Zheng Quan didn't want to work, so he agreed.

Taking advantage of Zheng Quan's negligence, Yan Shuixin put the package of medicine that Xiao Yeheng needed at the bottom of the bucket, put a pot of cooked rice into the bucket and covered it.

Before going out, she took a pack of notoginseng powder from her sleeve pocket that she had secretly hidden before, and handed it to Zheng Quan, "Master Zheng, this is notoginseng powder, you mix it with warm water, three times a day, then injury will be gone. I asked Wang Mo for it."

"The medicine in the infirmary is not owned by Wang Mo. It doesn't matter whether he agrees with it or not." Zheng Quan replied disdainfully, and nodded with satisfaction, "However, you still have a heart. I will give you something good for dinner. I'll save a chicken leg for you."

"Then thank you Master Zheng." Yan Shuixin happily went out with a bucket of rice and a bucket of vegetables.

Life in the prison is really unbearable, and you have to be careful about your safety everywhere.

Yan Shuixin is overjoyed because, after consuming far too many boiled veggies, she can finally taste meat. Meat is the ultimate luxury.

Walking through an open space, she had just arrived at the gate of the cell when the cell boss, Sun Cheng, came out with a female prisoner in his arms.

"Stop!" Sun Cheng yelled at her.

Yan Shuixin naturally kept her feet still, lowered her head, and pretended to be timid, "What's your order?"

"Raise your head." The prison chief Sun Cheng's voice was thick and somewhat stern.

She obeyed, and raised her neck, revealing a face full of acne.

At the same time, it can be clearly seen that Sun Cheng is a middle-aged man with a square face and a big beard. The woman he is holding in his arms has a small oval face, delicate makeup, her figure couldn't be hidden in the well-fitting prison uniform, and her nails was painted red. At first glance, she is really beautiful.

Yan Shuixin hardly had to guess, she knew that this woman was the heroine of the original book, Xia Chuxue.

Because only she can still be glamorous and have cosmetics available in prison.

Of course, this was all gained by sleeping around.

Images about Xia Chuxue having sex with Sun Cheng and other men flew out of Yan Shuixin's mind uncontrollably. It was quite fragrant and gorgeous.

The author of the original book is not good at writing, but they are top-notch in writing about the bedroom matter.

Allowing to you read the experiences as if you were there personally.

"It's really ugly." Cell chief Sun Cheng glanced at Yan Shuixin, squeezed the beauty in his arms, and commented: "Chuxue, you're still most beautiful."

"Xue'er is ashamed to receive your praise." Xia Chuxue shyly buried her small face in his arms, making Sun Cheng laugh out loud.

Sun Cheng's eyes fell on Yan Shuixin again with a bit of inquiry, "I heard that you are the direct disciple of Sima Jing, the god of medicine. You healed the injuries of Wang Mo and Zheng Quan?"

"Yes." Shui Xin nodded.

"I have a wide range of network in the imperial court. Why haven't I heard of the God of Medicine and his disciples?" Sun Cheng was almost sure, his face darkened, "Are you lying?"

Yan Shuixin was not flustered either. Anyway, the God of Medicine has already died, and the dead will not jump up and accuse her of lying. She thought so in her heart, and continued to talk nonsense, "Master, the old man was always low-key and didn't like to make things public. I have a lot of respect for him, so how could I pretend to be."

"I heard that Sima Yaoshen is indeed a strange person." Sun Cheng seemed to be thinking about something.

Yan Shuixin glanced at Sun Cheng's face, neck, and the back of his hands... The exposed skin was covered with dense red spots of allergies. She could guess what he was thinking, was it about whether she could heal him?

Sun Cheng suddenly changed the topic, "You went to the infirmary, did you steal anything?"

"This servant wouldn't dare." Yan Shuixin shook her head hastily.

"Do you think I would believe you just because you said so?" Sun Cheng approached her with steady steps, like a tiger forcing a sheep, "I will search you and find out if there is any!"

Yan Shuixin's heart skipped a beat, and she stepped back step by step, "Master..." She couldn't say any words of rejection.

Because she knew about Sun Cheng by eavesdropping on the guards' conversations, that the more the female prisoners said no, the more forceful he would be.

It is said that except for her, almost all the female prisoners in the prison have been enjoyed by Sun Cheng.

She shouldn't be touched by this wicked man.

Sun Cheng's wretched hand greeted her, and was about to touch her.

With an idea, she lifted up her sleeves, revealing a part of her arm that was white but full of dirt, "Master, I haven't bathed in a few months, and my whole body smells very bad. I'm afraid your hands will be dirty."

Sun Cheng took two steps back in disgust, hugged Xia Chuxue in his arms, and kissed her on the face, "It's still Xue Erxiang who's lovely."

Pointing to Yan Shuixin, "Go search her."

As cell leader, he is inherently more vigilant than the other guards.

These days, this woman has been cleaning, going in and out of the kitchen, and the hospital room.

If she has a knife or something on her body, it will be dangerous.

Xia Chuxue took two steps closer to Yan Shuixin, covered her nose in disgust, "Master Cheng, she stinks, can I stop searching?"

Yan Shuixin didn't care what Xia Chuxue's rude attitude. The goal is to live in prison without suffering from torture and starvation. A bruised ego is not important.

"I told you to search, so stop with all this nonsense!" Sun Cheng showed an impatient look on his face.

Under Sun Cheng's gaze, Xia Chuxue searched Yan Shuixin's whole body, "There is nothing on her."

Yan Shuixin reflected on how lucky she was to have hidden the medicine for Xiao Yeheng at the bottom of the rice bucket ahead of time.

Otherwise, she would have been in serious trouble

"That's good." Sun Cheng put his arms around Xia Chuxue and wanted to leave.

Xia Chuxue grabbed him, and coquettishly accused, "Master Cheng, you are biased!"

"Oh?" Sun Cheng raised her chin and asked lewdly, "Why am I biased?"

"Yan Shuixin is a female prisoner, but she can freely enter and leave the cell, but I am your woman, but I can't..." Chuxue showed a look of crying.

Sun Cheng had a bit of pity on his face, "The handyman Zhao is sick, and she is just an ugly slave doing his chores in his place. Are you jealous? Do you want to change with her?"

"I can't do rough work." Xia Chuxue waved her hands, whispering beside him, "I also want to go in and out of the cell freely..."

"Don't even think about it!" Sun Cheng gave her a fierce look, "Do you think you can do whatever you want just because I spoil you?"

"Xue'er doesn't dare." Xia Chuxue quickly acted like a baby in his arms, "Don't be angry."

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"I'm also afraid of letting you out, because other guards might want to play with you. You are the most beautiful woman in the capital, which man doesn't want a piece of the pie."

"I know that Master Cheng loves me the most."

The two hugged each other and walked towards the jailer's dormitory.

Seeing the two walking away, Yan Shuixin continued to carry two wooden barrels for food into the prison.

As usual, she steals food from the empty corner of the prison guard's duty room, and then goes to deliver food for the prisoners.

When it was time to serve Xiao Yeheng's food, she used a large round spoon to shovel the medicine package mixed with the rice under the bucket of rice, and handed it to the iron bar.

Xiao Yeheng first glanced at her in surprise with his eyes as cold as ice, and then hid the medicine bag in his sleeve pocket without any trace.

Yan Shuixin calmly helped him add two full bowls of food, approached the gap between the bars with a voice that only the two of them could hear, and whispered, "Eat more, at night...you will suffer."

Her voice is as sweet as the sound of nature, and the tranquility of the water.

An unnoticeable blush appeared on Xiao Yeheng's handsome right cheek.

Of course Yan Shuixin noticed, blinking her eyes excitedly.

Is this guy blushing?

The look on his face, with heaven on the right and hell on the left, it has a different flavor.

Yan Shui wanted to tease him viciously, whispering, "We have to take it easy...it will hurt..."

The more ambiguous the tone, the more humorous it is, as if something will happen between the two of them at night.

Xiao Yeheng's whole body trembled, and his scarred left cheek seemed to be stained with a suspicious blush.

Yan Shuixin immediately felt that he was so innocent, if it wasn't for the wrong place, she really wanted to look up to the sky and laugh three times.

Seeing that she was joking, Xiao Yeheng straightened his face instantly, and that normal single eye shot out a coldness like the twelfth lunar month.

He could only hide his inner embarrassment with indifference.

She didn't dare to tease him anymore, and changed her attitude.

He suddenly lowered his voice, "Sun Cheng came to our prison cell and searched. The things you hid were not found."

She nodded slightly, thinking about the shovel piece.

It seemed that the cell leader, Sun Cheng, was still worried about her. She needs to be more careful.

"What is taking so long? How long have you been standing at the Cell 59 door?" A prisoner in another cell urged impatiently.

"I'm coming." Yan Shuixin carried two wooden barrels and continued to move forward.

Xiao Yeheng originally wanted to tell her to be careful, but when he saw that she had already walked a few steps in the cell. He could only silently stare at her thin back through the gap between the thick prison bars.

Li Dian, the jailer, came over, "Follow me to the boss's room. Zheng Quanhui will take over the work of feeding the prisoners."

Yan Shuixin lowered her head, her face froze for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "I don't know what the prison boss asked the young one to do?"

Thinking of Sun Chengcai holding Xia Chuxue in his arms just now, he shouldn't be interested in her, right?

The most likely possibility is that Sun Cheng came to her for treatment.

"You'll know when you get there." The jailer Li Dian replied impatiently, and walked out of the prison first.

Yan Shuixin obediently followed behind.

Seeing her leaving with Li Dian, Xiao Yeheng's heart almost jumped out of his throat.

He wanted to stop it, but the pain in his leg made him weak all over, even if he was crawling, he couldn't move a few steps.

His knuckles gripped the prison bars very, as his skin grew pale. He could only pray that nothing will happen to her.

Otherwise...

Yan Shuixin followed Li Dian to a tall two-story stone buildings, walked up the middle staircase to the second floor, and arrived at the door of the first room.

Suppressed male and female voices came from inside, the tone...

No need to guess, it is clear that the people inside are rolling in the sheets.

Li Dian waited outside tactfully, as if it was commonplace, and his expression added a little bit of excitement.

The boss is "doing things" inside, which makes him have pictures in his mind.

He looked back at Yan Shuixin, with her lowered head, unable to see her thoughts at all.

Seeing that she was covered in dirty clothes, she hadn't showered for some time, and her body was still smelly, so he looked down on the floor with disgust.

After a while, the door was opened by Sun Cheng from the inside. He was basically fully dressed and was tying his belt.

From the outside, it appeared to be a very large room with bright and clean windows, a wooden bed, a large closet, and a round table with seats that was neatly and simply equipped.

Xia Chuxue was lying on the bed with her clothes half uncovered, revealing her snow-white fragrant shoulders.

Li Dian's eyes fell on her sweaty skin, wishing that he was the one who played with her just now.

2

Xia Chuxue noticed the gaze in the other party's eyes, and quickly pulled the quilt to wrap herself up.

Prison leader Sun Cheng glanced at Yan Shuixin, walked to the round table and sat down, put his hands on the table, "Come here and check my pulse."

Yan Shuixin walked over and looked at Sun Cheng's wrist covered with red spots, and wanted to use a veil to check his pulse.

Unfortunately, she didn't even have a handkerchief.

"Miss Xia, can I borrow your handkerchief?" She turned her head and asked Xia Chuxue on the bed.

Xia Chuxue didn't want to lend it, Yan Shuixin was so dirty that she was afraid that her handkerchief would become dirty too.

Sun Cheng asked coldly, "What are you borrowing that for?"

"Cover your wrist to check the pulse..." Yan Shuixin said softly, "My hands are dirty, I'm afraid they will pollute you."

In fact, she didn't want to touch Sun Cheng's skin directly.

There is still a strong smell of spring in this room... She really wants to leave quickly.

Sun Cheng saw that although her clothes were dirty, her hands were clean, "It's okay, I don't mind at all."

But she minds! Yan Shuixin only dared to say it in her heart, but raised her hand to catch his veins.

Sun Cheng was taken aback.

Her small hands were slightly cold, but the touch of her fingertips was very delicate.

Nice touch.

He couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly, and took another look at her.

With dense acne all over his face, she looked ugly. As she said before, she hasn't washed it for a few months?

A faint light flashed from Sun Cheng's sharp eyes, and before he had time to taste it, Yan Shuixin quickly withdrew her hand.

"Master, you are healthy. It is only when you encounter allergens that you get rashes on your body." She made a quick decision.

"What exactly caused the allergies?" Sun Cheng's complexion was stinky, and his beard made him look even more vicious.

"You have an allergic constitution. It's likely an accumulation of dust around you." She didn't dare to say she smeared rat poo on his seat herself.

"Can it be cured?" Sun Cheng kept scratching his body, "It's so itchy."

"Just take two doses of medicine." She replied.

Sun Cheng ordered, "Li Dian, take her to the infirmary to get the medicine, watch her cook it, and send it here."

"Yes." Li Dian led Yan Shuixin and left.

Yan Shuixin spent the afternoon decocting medicine for Sun Cheng and Li Dian.

Since she was watched by jailer Li Dian, she didn't do anything.

After the medicine was delivered to the two, Li Dian saw that she was continuing to help Zheng Quan, the handyman, so he stopped looking at her.

As the sky darkened, Yan Shuixin walked through the long corridor on both sides of the prison.

It happened that two guards dragged out a male corpse from one of the cells.

Judging from the guards dragging and cursing, the male prisoner died out of nowhere.

Corpses are being brought out of prisons every day. She doesn't know if it will be her turn soon?

Yan Shuixin's mood became a little heavy.

When she was approaching Cell 59, she saw Xiao Yeheng sitting by the thick column in the cell, looking towards the direction where she came from.

Seeing her, Xiao Yeheng's hanging heart relaxed a little.

"Are you waiting for me?" She stepped into the prison, trying to let the smile on her face dispel the heaviness in her heart.

"You think too much." There was a trace of unnaturalness on his face, and soon he was indifferent like a paralyzed face.

"Look what I brought you." She took out a boiled chicken leg wrapped in a palm-sized leaf from her sleeve pocket.

"Where did you get that from?" He turned cold instantly.

In prison, such precious food as chicken legs is not easy to get.

On the contrary, there are female prisoners who sleep with the guards, and can occasionally eat one.

"I'll tell you after you eat it." She handed the chicken leg to him.

He waved it away and said sternly, "Get away if you don't want to say anything!"

As soon as the words fell, he felt regretful in his heart.

She brought this chicken leg to him. If she really wanted to accompany a guard for a chicken leg... Then he would rather die!

"Also, how did you get this pack of medicine?" He took out a pack of medicine that she secretly brought in in the rice bucket during the day from his sleeve pocket.

Yan Shuixin was baffled by his anger, "Why are you so fierce?"

In order to get him medicine and a chicken leg to eat, she took the risk and spent a lot of effort.

She is not a good-tempered person either, "Get away from me!"

Turning around to leave, Xiao Yeheng quickly grabbed her sleeve and pulled her down.

Yan Shuixin was caught off guard by him, lost her footing, and fell on top of him. Just as she was about to get up, she was hugged tightly in his arms.

"Don't go." He held her tightly in his arms, whispering softly and painfully, "Maybe, I will die tonight."

When she heard this, a feeling of sourness rose in her heart, "You will not die."

He stared at her little face full of acne, why did he think it was so pretty? Can't get enough of it.

In fact, his tone just now was because he was too worried about her suffering.

God knows, he spent the whole day like a year, worrying about her safety all the time.

If she really used her body to exchange...

He must try to get everyone in the prison to be buried with him!

The premise is that he has to live.

Yan Shuixin could see some concern from his gloomy and terrifying expression.

Looking down, she saw his thick, rotten left leg again. In an instant, she couldn't bear to be angry with him.

"I know medical skills." She explained briefly, "The chicken legs is a gift for healing the wounds of Zheng Quan, the handyman. I secretly hid the package of medicine from the medicine given to the jailer Wang Mo."

Xiao Yeheng carefully checked her neat clothes and calm expression, and made sure that nobody took advantage of her, so he felt relieved, "It's too dangerous, to be discovered..."

"I can't watch you die either." She brought the drumstick to his mouth, "Eat it quickly."

There was the smell of boiled chicken drumsticks in his nostrils, Xiao Yeheng stared at her extraordinarily delicate face, his heart was extremely moved, he shook his head, "You eat."

He hasn't touched meat for a long time.

These days, he isn't even allowed to eat food.

If she hadn't secretly given him her meals, he would have starved to death already.

"If you don't eat, I'm going to be angry." Yan Shuixin said with a straight face, "Hurry up, we have to 'work' in a while. Eat some meat and get some strength."

"Can..."

Before he finished speaking, she had already stuffed the chicken leg into his mouth.

No matter how hard she pushed him, he would only eat half of it.

Yan Shuixin had no choice but to eat the remaining half in two bites.

Although it's not delicious, it's meat!

Xiao Yeheng forced himself to suppress the sour feeling in his heart, but he still stared at her with without blinking.

"Is there something on my face?" She felt embarrassed being stared at.

Since the chicken leg was wrapped in leaves, her hands are not oily.

She threw the bones and leaves in a corner of the cell, cover them with straw, and planned to throw them out tomorrow when she cleans up.

He shook his head. He just wanted to see more of her.

A bamboo tube, which she had begged Zheng Quan for earlier, was tucked into a corner of the wall. She previously used it to hold water for drinking.

Today, while sweeping, she stole some wine from the kitchen, poured it into bamboo tubes, sealed it up, and carried it back to the prison.

She also washed the two rice bowls with water after dinner. One of the bowls still had water in it.

She unplugged the bamboo tube and poured wine into one of the bowls.

She assisted Xiao Yeheng in settling into the single hardwood bed in the prison cell.

Separately placed one bowl of water and one bowl of wine on the ground.

Even if Xiao Yeheng didn't ask, he understood that she wanted to help him treat his leg.

Yan Shuixin returned to a corner of the prison and took a clean bucket and placed it next to the bedside.

She walked back to the bed, took out the blade that had previously been a piece of the shovel, and poured water from one of the bowls to wash the blade.

The bucket is used for collecting all the unclean water.

To sanitize the sharp blade, she soaked it into the bowl of wine.

Xiao Yeheng stared at her without blinking, knowing that every drop of water in the prison, the blade, and even the medication package had been hard-earned.

She took a lot of chances to get resources, including their daily food.

Seeing her solemn expression, his heart ached heavily.

He felt sorry for her.

Why doesn't he die?

If he dies, then he don't have to implicate her any longer.

But...

The more he looked at her, the more he hated her. It was undeniable that she made him not want to die.

"I'm going to start," she said sweetly as she caught his gaze. "I'll do my best to make it bearable."

Her deliberately light tone dispelled the cell's invisible heaviness.

He nodded slightly.

She stood up again, walked to the iron bars of the cell, glanced down the long corridor of the jail, and sat back down on the bed after checking that no guards would come over for the time being.

There was no other way to cure him, and she didn't want the jailer to find out, so she had to sneak around to grasp the time.

She fished a cloth towel from her sleeve pocket with her small hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "Do you know where this came from?"

He noticed it was a simple, uneven piece of cloth torn from something, with a white plum blossom embroidered on one corner.

His dark gaze was drawn to her clean garment. The material was not like a rag, and he didn't know where it came from.

"My undergarment." She graciously told him the answer and poured wine to soak the apron, which needed to be disinfected.

His face instantly turned an unnatural blush.

Yan Shuixin noticed that he was shy, and the evil impulses returned, so she moved near to his ear and said, "In a while, I will rub it on your skin."

Her breath brushed against his ears, his whole body was stiff, and his face seemed to be even redder.

She sat on the side of the bed, and with her fair white hands, she pulled the corner of his left trousers to the base of his thighs, then took the sharpened shovel from the wine-sterilized basin and used it as a scalpel.

"The operation is in poor condition, but I can't help it. I really can't get anesthesia, I can only treat you without it," she said, looking at his half-handsome cheek.

"It's okay." His tone was exceptionally calm, and he stared at her deeply, "Don't feel pressured."

The more he said that, the more pressure she felt.

But there is no other way. If the unhealed injury isn't solved, he won't even survive tonight.

"Make sure not to shout, or the guards will notice us and we will be both finished." Yan Shuixin gave him a lecture while trying to be serious.

After all, the prison leader didn't allow anybody to cure his wounds, so the consequences would be awful if they knew.

Her gaze was drawn to the wounds on his left leg, and she moved her hand to pick up the wine-soaked 'belly cloth' to clean the wound on his stump.

When she saw him nod his head lightly, she knew he wouldn't scream even if the surgery was painful.

"Xiao Yeheng, do you think I was beautiful when I was young?" She used her right hand to pick up a sterilized 'blade' and chop off the carrion on his left leg...

Blood was bubbling from the wound.

She scooped up the cut off carrion with her left hand and tossed it into the bucket.

The intense pain in his leg caused him to clench his teeth, unable to speak.

But he didn't forget to nod.

"Do you think tomorrow will be sunny or rainy?" She asked again, hurriedly chopping up his severed carrion.

With her left hand, she cleansed the blood streaks from the wound with a sterilized undergarment.

"Rain..." He mumbled a feeble word through his jaw while in excruciating pain.

Yan Shuixin talked to him at this critical juncture to distract him and relieve some of his pain.

Cutting his flesh was not just about carrion, she had to cut off a thin layer of good flesh to prevent the wound from rotting.

The shovel is used as a scalpel, and even though she sharpened it extremely thinly, it is still too dull to cut flesh with. Which made it hurt even more.

She has no choice but to continue slicing...

As more and more carrion was thrown into the bucket, his freshly cut gash were also oozing blood.

Xiao Yeheng insisted on not humming.

Yan Shuixin was really afraid that he would die, so she raised her eyes and saw that his eyes were still open, she felt relieved again.

After a while, all the carrion from his left leg was cut off, and she took the medicine she had stolen and spread it in a thin layer on his wound.

The medicine has a very good effect of stopping bleeding and healing wounds. Seeing that his wound stopped bleeding after applying the medicine, she breathed a sigh of relief.

From the sleeve pocket, she took out another piece of apron that had been soaked in wine and dried in the sun. She used it as a bandage and wrapped it around the wound she had applied medicine on.

At last his injury was healed.

Seeing that Xiao Yeheng passed out at some point, she stretched out her hand to check his breath, thankfully, he was still breathing.

She reassured herself that he would be fine.

At this time, the sky has completely darkened.

She couldn't help but be thankful that the sun set late today.

It allowed her to heal his leg injury by taking advantage of the afterglow of the sunset glowing through the window.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the silver moonlight shone in from the transom on the wall near the ceiling.

The wooden bed was stained with a lot of blood from the treatment, which flowed all the way to the ground and pooled onto the floor.

Yan Shuixin gazed at the light, then took up the other half of the undergarment and used it as a rag to wipe away the blood stains on the wooden bed and the floor.

Use the water in the bowl to rinse the apron cloth over the bucket sparingly.

And then wipe it again.

She repeated this process three times, until the ground became completely clean.

Carrying the bucket filled with rotten flesh back to the corner, and closed the lid.

The two empty bowls were replaced beside the cell bars.

The scalpel shovel was also hidden and covered up between the stone slabs.

The bamboo tube holding the remaining wine was similarly sealed shut and placed in the corner, covered with straw.

As soon as the things were rearranged, she heard footsteps approaching from the other end of the cell's hallway.

Yan Shuixin hastily lowered Xiao Yeheng's left leg trousers to cover the bandaged amputated limb, making it difficult to detect that his injuries had been treated.

She moved to the corner and squatted down in two or three steps.

Then she spotted two unfamiliar guards outside the jail.

Yan Shuixin had never met them. Fortunately, things had been hidden and the floors had been cleaned. They would be in great trouble if they came earlier and observed her treating Xiao Yeheng's injuries.

"Didn't I tell you that Yan Shuixin and Xiao Yeheng wouldn't share a bed? You lose, so give me money." One of the guards extended his hand to the other.

The losing jailer unwillingly took out his money and scowled at Yan Shuixin, "Bitch! Why didn't you sleep with that cripple, look at how you made me lose the bet!"

The victorious jailer sneered, "There are twenty-nine female prisoners, and none of them would like this crippled man. Zhao Youshun, it's clear that you just wanted to lose."

"Bitch, let me see if I won't beat you to death." The jailer named Zhao Youshun rushed into the cell angrily, raising his hand to slap Yan Shuixin.

She dodged to the side, Zhao Youshun became even more angry, "How dare you hide!"

"Master, I have a way to make up for the money you lost..." she said hastily.

"Oh? How?" Zhao Youshun glanced at her thin body, "Use your body?"

Yan Shuixin felt a strong fire in her heart, wishing she could slap the jailer twice.

A smart girl doesn't suffer from immediate disadvantages, so she had innocent look on her face, "I know how to perform medicine, I think you aware of it too. Although you eat and sleep well, there is no guarantee that one day you won't get sick. The little one is so ugly, dirty and smelly, i'm really not worthy for your eyes. Why don't you let the little one go, and if you need to see a doctor someday, I will do my best... " 'put you to death.'

Hearing this, Zhao Youshun cast a disgusted glance at her pimples all over her face, "You are self-aware."

The other jailer who came with him said, "Zhao Youshun, your elder brother Zhao Bing has been ill for several days, you can ask her to take a look."

"That's right." Zhao Youshun felt that it made sense, and threatened Yan Shuixin, "If my brother can't be cured, I will kill you!"

"The little one will do her best." even though she knew that not all diseases have a cure.

"Let's go, follow me to see my brother." Zhao Youshun turned around and left the prison.

Yan Shuixin breathed a sigh of relief, and finally escaped the wolf's claws. She glanced worriedly at Xiao Yeheng who was asleep on the wooden bed, then turned around and followed Zhao Youshun out of the prison.

As soon as the three of them left the prison, Xiao Yeheng, who was in a coma, clenched his fists fiercely. The veins on the back of his hands twitched violently, showing a murderous rage.

About two hours later, Yan Shuixin returned to the prison with two quilts in her arms.

Fortunately, the handyman Zhao Bing was only anemic and had a cold, so she prescribed some medicine for him, and after making it for him, he was much better.

The handyman Zhao Bing was not as domineering as his brother, so in order to thank her, he gave her two quilts.

Although Yan Shuixin took the quilt, she didn't appreciate his kindness.

Because in the fifty-ninth cell, she and Xiao Yeheng should have had two quilts, but Zhao Bing took them away, It wasn't until now that he finally returned them.

The quilt is quite old and smells a little, but it can be used, which is far superior to the previous sleeping board.

She hugged the quilt and walked to the wooden bed, seeing Xiao Yeheng frowning in his sleep, presumably the bed was too hard for him.

After some thought, she spread half of one of the quilts on the bed and just lifted his body onto the quilt.

Xiao Yeheng regained his consciousness and whispered hoarsely, "You're back."

"Yeah." She didn't want to stress him, so she explained, "The two quilts are the consultation fee from Zhao Bing, the handyman."

He was moved to the side, as she spread the quilt out on the empty board. She threw another a quilt over his body once he was on top of the other.

That way, with a cushion and a cover, he'll be much more comfortable tonight.

After hesitating, he made room on the bed, and said in a hoarse voice, "Come up."

She didn't want to sleep on the floor, given that it was much colder tonight than it had been the night before. Things would be difficult for them if she became sick from the cold.

She laid beside him on the bed, wrapped in the same quilt.

The bed was only one meter wide, and she was almost touching him no matter how carefully she kept her distance from him.

She instantly fell asleep from exhaustion. Before shutting her eyes, she prayed Xiao Yeheng didn't have a fever in his sleep.

Xiao Yeheng had been holding on with all his might, waiting for her to return.

When he saw her laying comfortably next him, his consciousness swiftly faded.

Yan Shuixin was awakened in the middle of the night by an agonizing moan.

When she opened her eyes, she discovered it was from Xiao Yeheng, who was sleeping next to her.

He frowned, his teeth were clinched tight, and he was drowsy, muttering in his sleep.

She was aware of his incredibly painful wound. When he was awake, he didn't seem to feel pain, and he didn't even say anything when she slashed his flesh.

Right now, he who is sleeping exhibits the most truthful reaction.

She raised her hand to caress his forehead, and felt it was hot.

He has a fever!

Despite the lack of a thermometer, she estimates that he has a temperature of at least 40 degrees.

She withdrew a small amount of medicinal paste wrapped in straw bale leaves from her sleeve pocket.

This is a small amount of antipyretic medicine that she covertly stole from Zhao Bing, the handyman.

She didn't dare to take too much, for fear of being discovered.

She squeezed his lower jaw with one hand, pushed him to open his mouth, and poured the medicinal paste into his mouth after removing the leaves.

"Swallow it," she said.

He still didn't swallow.

Yan Shuixin knew that without water, he would definitely not be able to swallow it.

She walked to the strong pillar of the cell, glanced at the two empty bowls, and there was still half a mouthful of water in one of the porcelain bowls filled with water.

She brought it to his side, pinch his jaw again, and pour it into his mouth.

She expected him to swallow the medicine this time, but perhaps it was too bitter, so he spit out the medicine combined with water subconsciously.

Yan Shui was startled.

She couldn't afford for him to spit out the medicine she had just stolen and the half-sip of drinking water.

As a last resort, she had no choice but to seal her mouth against his.

Her tongue pushed open his teeth, forcing him to swallow the medicine.

This medicine is really bitter, Yan Shuixin thought to herself and frowned.

Because Xiao Yeheng was unable to spit it out, he was forced to swallow the bitter medicine.

However, there is a delicate and wonderfully sweet, dry and fragrant aftertaste following the bitter taste... He subconsciously sucked, wanting more, more...

Yan Shuixin tried to push him away, but he embraced her and kissed her passionately.

If it can relieve the pain of his wound, she is still willing. She didn't struggle anymore until, after a while, he seemed to fall into a deeper sleep.

"Bad prince, he still eats old lady's tofu when he's unconscious." She glared at his sleeping face with hatred.

She walked to the wall, and uncovered the straw. Underneath was a bamboo tube and a cloth towel that was previously her bellyband.

She unplugged the bamboo tube, poured the remaining wine onto the cloth towel, returned to the bed, folded the wine-soaked fabric into little rectangle, and placed it on his forehead.

She yawned, and felt really exhausted.

Doing so many duties during the day and cutting his flesh at night is excruciating. She needs to take care of herself and not hurt her body.

After all, who will take care of him if she doesn't have a good physique and becomes sick?

With this in mind, she went to bed, lay down alongside him, and promptly fell asleep.

The sky outside the cell was dark on the second day, with little light penetrating the transom window from the top of the wall, and the cell appeared gloomy even in daytime.

Xiao Yeheng awoke with a soft and boneless body in his arms; gazing down, he saw Yan Shuixin clinging to him like an octopus in her sleep.

His single eye was fixed on her side face, despite the fact that she had pimples all over her face, the beauty of her outline was difficult to disguise.

He was sure that if the acne on her face was cured, she would be extraordinarily beautiful.

She was like a jade in the rough, with exceptional medical abilities, gentleness, and compassion, which both amazed and startled him.

It's a pity that in this prison, beauty will only be destroyed by more people, it's better to be ugly.

A warm feeling gradually rose in his chest, and he even felt that this cruel and inhuman prison didn't seem so bad.

Because... he was with her.

To avoid disturbing her sleep, he remained motionless in the position of hugging her.

"Ah, she's dead!" A sharp female voice resounded through the prison, reaching every cell.

Yan Shuixin was no exception, she opened her eyes when she heard the noise.

"It's horrible, I don't want to live here, I don't want to!" The sharp female voice panicked.

Yan Shuixin thought the voice was very familiar, it turned out to be Xia Chuxue, the heroine of the original book.

"It's early in the morning, why are you screaming like ghosts!" Several guards cursed.

"Master, she died terribly, bleeding from all seven orifices... Please do me a favor, and change the prison for me." Xia Chuxue pleaded.

"Which cell doesn't have dead people?" The guard said impatiently, "If you didn't have a 'friendship' with the cell boss, then I wouldn't even bother with you!"

Xia Chuxue was startled and got quiet.

"Damn it, it's a female prisoner who died. This time, there is one person less to play with." The two guards cursed as they carried the corpse further outside the prison.

Yan Shuixin opened her eyes and leaned quietly in Xiao Yeheng's arms, not bothering to move.

It's warm in bed.

Anyway, the direction of the guards leaving the prison is not this way, so she can lie down for a bit longer.

When she looked up, she found that Xiao Yeheng was awake, she straightened up abruptly, "My lord, you..."

"Don't call me lord, there are not so many rules in prison." Xiao Yeheng's voice was a little hoarse.

She was puzzled, and asked with a smile, "Then is husband better?"

The soft tone brushed against his cold heart like a feather, and he felt that his heart was about to melt, but he didn't show it at all, "It's up to you."

"Husband." She called out sweetly.

He froze, his heart was filled with excitement like boiling water, but his voice was cold, "You really think of me as your husband?"

Yan Shui's heart was determined, with a sincere face, "Even if you are not willing to be married to me by the guards, we have kowtowed to the emperor and worshiped the heaven and earth after all. As long as you don't write a divorce letter, I will be your legitimate wife."

She desperately needed to claim the title of his wife, so that the possibility of her being buried alive in the future would be much smaller.

In order to survive, don't mention calling him her husband, she would even him grandpa if it meant she could live another day.

Before Xiao Yeheng could react, she stretched out her hand to caress his forehead, and then sighed softly, "Fortunately, your fever is gone."

She also felt the pulse on his wrist again, she was silent for a few seconds, and said with some relief, "Your leg injury is improving, you won't die!"

She happily hugged him tightly.

Xiao Yeheng raised his arms, hesitantly wanted to hug her back, but she got off the bed first.

"I have to go to do some chores." After she finished speaking, she brushed her hair a little and went outside.

He stared at her receding back for a moment, unable to look back for a long time.

He picked up the square towel that fell on the bed in his hand, which she put on his forehead to reduce his fever last night.

Looking closely at the delicate material, it is embroidered with white plum blossoms, but I don't know where she got it from?

He tucked the square scarf into his arms with care.

Not long after Yan Shuixin left, she returned to the cell with a bucket of water in one hand and a dustpan in the other.

Xiao Yeheng's eyes lit up when he saw her come back.

He tried his best to hide his inner joy.

Yan Shuixin stretched her neck and glanced at the long hallway of the prison. When she saw that no one came, she took out a rice ball tied with leaves from the dustpan and handed it to him, "Your breakfast."

Xiao Yeheng shook his head, "No need." None of the prisoners in had breakfast, so he knew she had stolen it.

"You have to." She said firmly, "If you don't eat, the risk I took in stealing would have been for nothing."

He took it in silence, a gleam of guilt flashed across his condensed eyes.

"And this." She took a tree stick about ten centimeters long and the same thickness of chopsticks from the dustpan and handed it to him. "There is a little salt on the side of the rice ball. With this stick, you can rinse your mouth."

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, she winked at him ambiguously, "Last night... you kissed me very intensely, remember? Brushing your teeth makes kissing more comfortable."

Xiao Yeheng instantly turned red with a half-disabled face. He had also used drinking water to clean his teeth before, so there was no peculiar smell in his mouth.

Although he was burning with fever in the middle of the night last night, he vaguely remembered that she had kissed him after feeding him medicine...

Why does she always like to kiss him?

Yan Shuixin is very satisfied with the effect her words have had on him, otherwise this guy would sometimes show apologetic eyes, which would make her quite uncomfortable.

"I think it's good to do some chores." She was like a happy bird, "I can get you something tasty and essential."

"In the future, don't take any risks." His tone was full of worry, "In case you get discovered..."

He also knew in his heart that if she hadn't secretly taken care of him wholeheartedly, he would have died by now.

"Okay, I'll try my best to be upright." Yan Shuixin pondered, "Today, I'm going to try to obtain your portion of the meal."

These days, relying on her to steal food and giving him her share of food was too much of a worry.

Xiao Yeheng felt much more comfortable after eating rice balls to fill his belly.

Yan Shuixin carried a bucket in order to fill two empty bowls beside him. She offered him a bowl of water to take a few sips from, and the other to clean his teeth with.

As for herself, she had rinsed her mouth by the well behind the utility room outside the prison.

Xiao Yeheng was not pretentious, and took a sip of water, Yan Shuixin brought the bucket over, lifted the lid, and told him to spit into it.

She stared at him and saw him sitting quietly on the bed, staring at the little salt left on the big leaves.

"How do I rinse my mouth?" He was puzzled. In Prince An's Mansion, he always had a special tooth powder and a special cleaning brush. But a stick with salt... he haven't tried it before.

She pointed to the ten-centimeter twig, "Bite one end, dip it in salt, and use it as a toothbrush."

He obeyed.

After cleaning his teeth, he spit out the water and felt refreshed.

Yan Shuixin covered the bucket and wanted to take it away.

"That..." Embarrassment floated on Xiao Yeheng's face.

She was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"I think..." He moved his lips, but finally he was hesitant to speak.

"Your wound hurts?" Her eyes fell on his stump.

"No." He looked down at his waist.

She immediately understood, "It turns out that the prince wants to pee."

Yan Shuixin remove the lid of the bucket again.

The corner of Xiao Yeheng's mouth twitched, he felt an urge to faint from embarrassment.

Yan Shuixin patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be ashamed; human beings have three urgencies: the urge to shit, the urge to urinate, and the urge to fart. It would've been unusual if you didn't have one. Don't laugh at me if I fart one day."

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Xiao Yeheng was amused by her and laughed out loud.

Looking at his sunny smile, she couldn't help but be dazzled.

He sat on the edge of the bed, propping up the bed board with his hands, and dropped one foot to the ground.

Yan Shuixin helped him to sit on the bucket.

Then stared at him.

Xiao Yeheng looked away in embarrassment, "Don't look."

"Okay." She quickly cleaned the prison, really not peeping.

But Xiao Yeheng knew that she had been waiting for him to wash up just now, and it was inconvenient for him to avoid it, so as not to affect her cleaning.

Ever since she returned the toilet bucket to the prison, he has taken advantage of her absence while working to solve his toilet issues.

Now, he really can't avoid her.

She had seen him lose face and look embarrassed too many times before.

So, Yan Shuixin heard a series of smooth splashing water sounds, gurgling and flowing, the sound was much more elegant than ordinary people.

2

As expected of a prince who has received royal education, even how he shit is different.

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After Xiao Yeheng finished defecating, Yan Shuixin thoughtfully handed him a few hard leaves, "My lord, do you want me to wipe your butt for you?"

Prisoners here don't have much paper to use.

Even using firewood is a luxury, so they can only use leaves.

Xiao Yeheng felt that his face was as red as a boiled crab, and he really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

Unfortunately, she doesn't seem to take his embarrassment seriously.

He took the leaf and tried to maintain a calm voice, "I can do it myself."

She shrugged indifferently, and after he finished wiping, she handed him the dustpan containing the garbage, which was to throw in the leaves that were sacrificed for the ass.

Xiao Yeheng deeply felt that he had lost all the pride in his life.

3

Yan Shuixin helped him lie back on the wooden bed, quickly finished the sweeping work, put the tools back in the utility room, went out, and gazed at the gloomy sky.

The air is dreary and rain is expected.

"Then we have to chop the firewood before it rains." She quickly ran to the yard outside the kitchen and chopped a lot of firewood.

A few drops of rain fluttered and fell on her.

She wanted to go back to the prison to shelter from the rain, so she entered through the door in the backyard. When she passed the kitchen, she happened to meet the cell boss Sun Cheng who came in with two guards.

She had no choice but to stand aside respectfully, lowering her head, "Master."

Through the open kitchen door, Sun Cheng glanced at the firewood chopped in the backyard, and his eyes fell on her sharply, "You are hardworking."

"You gave me a chance to get out of the prison cell, I'm grateful, so I should be more diligent." Yan Shuixin said softly.

Sun Cheng said calmly, "The anti-allergy medicine you gave me earlier, after I took it, the rash did disappear. Tell me what reward do you want."

Yan Shuixin said cautiously, "Can Xiao Yeheng also get normal meals?"

Xiao Yeheng was not allowed to get meals before, which was a trivial matter for the jailer, and no one probably remembered how many days he hadn't eaten.

But if she continues to secretly give her food to him, they would be found out.

Sun Cheng raised his sharp eyebrows, "I thought you would beg to move out of that cell. I didn't expect it to be this. Then what did the cripple use to buy your heart?"

Yan Shuixin already thought about her excuse beforehand, "My master, Sima Jing, had received favors from King An before his death and had long wished to return them. I intended to repay it as the master's only closed disciple."

At first, she wanted to use her father as an excuse...

But it was originally written that her father, Minister of Rites, had no friendship with Prince An's Mansion. So she chose to put the blame on 'her master' who has died, since no one could poke holes in her lie.

Sun Cheng laughed a few times boldly, "Haha! Sure enough, you're a grateful person."

"Thank you, sir..." She didn't finish her sentence.

Sun Cheng's sharp eyes swayed around her delicate figure. Although this woman is thin, she has big breasts.

He stared at her like a poisonous snake, pointing, "I have given you this favor, you have to know how to be grateful and show it."

Sun Cheng's sharp eyes swayed around her delicate figure.

Yan Shuixin's whole body shuddered, from the evil light in his eyes, how could she not see what he was thinking.

This prison boss is too vile, she cured his skin allergies, but he still has crooked thoughts.

She has witnessed far too many male convicts who said the wrong thing and were beaten to death. Yang Youlan, a female prisoner, was also beaten to death.

She really can't afford to offend him.

But if she had to sleep with him, she would rather die.

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Sun Cheng thought to himself that he had slept with twenty-nine female prisoners in the prison, including the ones who died. There is only one Yan Shuixin missing, how can he let it go?

Seeing that Yan Shuixin didn't speak, he raised his face ferociously, "Why, you're so dishonest, do you want to taste the whip?"

The two guards behind him laughed, and one of them called Li Dian said, "Boss, your whip has tasted a lot of women. Why did you fall in love with such an ugly girl?"

Another jailer, Wang Mo, also said, "This ugly bastard is not afraid of dirtying your eyes."

"I hate ignorant women the most." Sun Cheng looked stern, and just about to get angry, Yan Shuixin had already figured out a countermeasure.

"Of course, I understand how to be thankful. Your skin is prone to allergies, although I healed you this time, there is no guarantee that you will not come into contact with allergens and suffer rashes again. I will write you a prescription to combat that. Although I cannot guarantee that you will not develop allergies in the future, you will not develop rashes if you come into contact with some wild berries and weeds. Are you pleased with this thank you gift?"

Sun Cheng actually wanted her to pay with her body, but what she mentioned really satisfied him, "That's good."

The more this woman resists, the more interested he is.

For the time being, he will allow her to jump up and down. But in this prison, no woman can escape from his grasp.

5

Yan Shuixin lowered her head and breathed a sigh of relief.

But she knew in her heart that the cell boss would not let it go, so she had to think of a countermeasure before that time comes.

Sun Cheng gave an order, "In a while, write down the prescription and teach Wang Mo how to prepare the medicine. After decocting the medicine, you will bring it to me yourself."

Yan Shuixin was aware that he believed that with the prescription, she would no longer be needed, so she swiftly stated, "Master, take this prescription for a few days, it depends on your physical condition improving, and the prescription is not set in stone."

Sun Cheng had a displeased expression on his face, but he understood in his heart that this woman wanted to keep him away from her until his allergy-prone constitution was treated.

Interesting.

He can wait.

"Also..." Yan Shuixin pretended to be somewhat apologetic, "Even though I have good medical skills, when I was studying medicine, I had learned the medicinal materials by hearing. My father considered a woman with no talent to be virtuous, so I don't recognize many words and can't write. I'm worried there are some medicine names that I won't be able to write down."

The original book said this era, used traditional characters.

She is a modern person, she can understand some traditional Chinese characters, but she really doesn't know how to write them.

"That's easy, find someone who can write it." Sun Cheng didn't think it was a problem.

She quickly agreed.

The rain outside the window began to patter, and the whole land was shrouded by a hazy sky.

The rain fell on the ground and splashed one by one, which was very damp.

"Hurry up and grab the medicine." Sun Cheng waved his hand.

Yan Shuixin was afraid of getting her clothes wet when she went to the doctor's office to grab medicine.

While she was worried, Wang Mo, the guard, pulled two umbrellas from the cabinet and handed one to her.

It made her a little grateful.

The two held umbrellas and walked in the open space outside the kitchen one after the other.

"Master, can you write?" She asked Wang Mo in front of her.

"No. Let's catch a prisoner in the prison and make them write it." Wang Mo said casually, stopping to look at her, "You don't have to call me master, just call me Amo."

"This..." Yan Shuixin didn't want to call him that, it seemed too close, "I'll call you Brother Wang."

"No problem."

The two first went to the infirmary to get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and took them to the cell.

Wang Mo walked through the long aisle in the middle of the cell and asked a few prisoners, but no one said they could read or write.

Yan Shuixin said, "Why not let Xiao Yeheng write it."

She has selfish motives, she can't and doesn't want to be a handyman all the time, if possible... She wants to transfer Xiao Yeheng out of the cell.

The premise is that she has the ability to stay in the infirmary as a prison doctor.

"The cripple must be able to read and write." Wang Moyan said, and went toward the fifty-ninth cell.

Yan Shuixin was quite uncomfortable when she heard the word "cripple", but walked obediently behind.

Seeing Wang Mo and Yan Shuixin coming together, Xiao Yeheng's heart sank slightly, but his face was expressionless.

Seeing him sitting on the plank bed, Wang Mo said sarcastically, "You are not dead yet. You look much better than before."

Seeing that Xiao Yeheng didn't flatter him like the other prisoners, he became angry and scoffed, "Are you still a man? I heard that Yan Shuixin sleeps on the floor at night, and you sleep on the bed. You even lost your manliness?"

Yan Shuixin assumed he heard about it from Zhao Youshun, who had came to bet earlier, and another prison guard whose name was not mentioned.

After all, others don't know how she and Xiao Yeheng slept at night.

Xiao Yeheng narrowed his eyes slightly, despite his weak body, his aura was as cold as ice, making him appear majestic without being angry.

Wang Mo suddenly felt flustered.

Yan Shuixin smoothed things over, "Brother Wang, I begged him to sleep on the bed. I heard that someone died on this bed. I was afraid. So, I would rather hug the quilt and lay on the floor."

She avoided telling him she slept with Xiao Yeheng since the prison boss was interested in her, and if he spread the word, Xiao Yeheng may be in trouble.

Xiao Yeheng glanced at Yan Shuixin sullenly.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't admit to sleeping with him, but who is she calling Brother Wang?

Yan Shuixin only felt that his gaze was as cold as an ice cave in hell, which made her tremble.

Soon, Xiao Yeheng returned to his indifferent expression.

She immediately felt as if her relationship with him, which had become a little closer, was a thousand miles away.

Wang Mo returned to the topic at hand, saying, "Xiao, you need to write down the prescription that the boss wants."

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his hand were placed on the bed where he slept.

Xiao Yeheng didn't want to write at first, but when he saw Yan Shuixin cast a urgent look, he still picked up the square long grindstone and grinded the ink slowly.

"I'll say it, and you write it down." Yan Shuixin said, "Astragalus, Codonopsis, Angelica sinensis, Sichuan pepper, cinnamon..."

Xiao Yeheng dipped the brush in ink, and the tip of the pen flowed freely on the rice paper, revealing a few lines of characters neatly.

Yan Shui could only watch his writing movements, there was an undeniable grace and richness in his gestures, which was extremely charming.

Wang Mo waited for him to finish writing, then pulled the written rice paper and handed it to Yan Shuixin, "Do you think the writing is correct?"

Yan Shuixin nodded, "That's right."

But looking at the calligraphy on the page, each stroke is strong and forceful, but the arc is graceful, wanton, and exquisite, and it has the ability to sweep away thousands of men.

What a good handwriting!

For a person like her who can't even write with a brush, she admires her husband who can write good calligraphy.

She effortlessly cast a wink at Xiao Yeheng.

Xiao Yeheng's half-disfigured face showed no expression, and his slightly drooping eyelids couldn't stop his uncomfortable heart.

What does that winking look in her eyes mean?

Wang Mo didn't pay attention to the interaction between the two, and left the prison with the written prescription, "Let's go get the medicine for the boss."

Xiao Yeheng guessed that it was the prescription for Sun Cheng's skin disease.

Sun Cheng is an extremely vicious person, and he just wanted to remind her to stay away from him.

But he also considered how her medical skills had been exposed, and he was concerned that many people would come to her.

The only thing he can do now is to get better soon...

Yan Shuixin instructed Wang Mo in the doctor's office to gather the medicine from Sun Cheng's prescription. She also took advantage of his lack of awareness, secretly hid some medicine that Xiao Yeheng needed, and returned to the kitchen to decoct the medicine with him once she was finished.

Additionally, she concocted the leg injury treatment that Wang Mo wanted to use.

Sun Cheng, the prison's leader, and other jail guards were playing dice around the dining table, gambling big or small.

Silver was useless at the prison since the jailers couldn't get past the building's enormous walls.

The bets are all melon seeds, peanuts, wild fruits, and the like.

In front of jailer Li Dian, a great amount of won snacks was stacked up.

Wang Mo handed the prescription to Sun Cheng, and Sun Cheng took a look at it before putting it in his arms.

After a while, Yan Shuixin brought the decocted medicine to Sun Cheng, "Master, your medicine is ready, drink it while it's hot."

"Damn it, why am I so unlucky today, I'm always losing." Sun Cheng said angrily, "What do you think, should I bet big or small this time?"

Yan Shuixin didn't dare to express her opinion.

If Sun Cheng wins then she would end up offending the jailer Li Dian, which is a losing game.

"The little ones have always been unlucky, so they dare not guess randomly." She said.

Sun Cheng took a sip, "It turns out that you, a disaster star, had bad luck and caused me to lose. Get the hell out of here!"

"Yes." That's what she wanted, and she just wanted to put down the medicine bowl and leave.

"Wait." Sun Cheng stopped her. Asked Wang Mo who was standing silently, "When you went to get the medicine, did she try playing any tricks on you?"

"No." Wang Mo shook his head.

Sun Cheng pointed to the medicine bowl Yan Shuixin was holding, "Take a sip of the medicine."

It is estimated that the other party is afraid that she will poison him. Yan Shuixin actually wanted to poison him, but unfortunately, she knew that Sun Cheng would not trust her so quickly, and she was also being watched, so it would be too risky.

She picked up the medicine bowl and took a sip.

Sun Cheng noticed that she was alright after drinking the medicine, so he snatched the medicine bowl from her hands and drank it in a few gulps before setting the bowl down. "Smelly girl, if this medicine doesn't work and I'm still prone to skin allergies, I'll rip your skin slowly."

"It won't fail." She shook her head.

A group of jailers gathered around the table and continued to gamble.

The jailer Wang Mo just watched from the sidelines.

Yan Shuixin examined the medicine stove in the kitchen corner, since the medicine required to treat Wang Mo's leg injury was still cooking in the clay pot on the stove.

Wang Mo glanced sideways at her, and the fire reflected her gentle profile, he actually felt that she had a special charm.

Yan Shuixin didn't notice the slight change in his eyes, after decocting the medicine, she brought it to him to drink when it was slightly cool.

"Thanks for your hard work." When Wang Mo took the bowl, he touched her finger casually.

Yan Shuixin's face froze, seeing him take the medicine to drink, it was hard to tell whether he was careless or on purpose.

She quickly put away the bowl, and slipped back to the fifty-nine prison while the others were not paying attention.

Living in this prison is really like walking on thin ice.

Xiao Yeheng was sitting on the wooden bed in the cell, and from the corner of his eye, he saw her enter the cell, pretending not to look.

But he couldn't help looking at her secretly, seeing that she was neatly dressed and didn't seem to be injured, so he felt a little relieved.

Yan Shuixin walked to a pile of clean straws in a corner of the cell and sat down.

After a while, Xiao Yeheng saw that she had been silent, and asked first, "Did the jailer make things difficult for you?"

Yan Shuixin saw that he took the initiative to speak, and asked with a smile, "Is husband caring about me?"

His face was cold, and he said in a neither salty nor light way, "Don't flatter yourself."

Seeing the alienation in his eyes, Yan Shuixin stood up, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, staring at his half-disabled face, she suddenly said sadly, "Do you think I'm cheap?"

"I never said that, so don't belittle yourself."

"Really?" She didn't forget the cold look in his eyes when he heard her call Wang Mo as Brother Wang before, and said leisurely, "Xiao Yeheng, do you know? I come from a good background, no matter what, I haven't done so much rough work in in my life, and never would I carefully try to please anyone. Even if I'm in prison, I'll rather just eat in the cell and wait to die. But..."

When the conversation turned, she stared at him more affectionately, "I don't want to watch you die, I have to try to make you recover slowly. So, I tried my best to survive in this death row. I even started calling Zheng Quan, the handyman, as Brother Zheng. I just wanted to avoid suffering. I don't have any feelings for them. I even hope that they all die. They are all villains. Which female inmate in the prison is not their plaything? Only I am not. I don't want to be beaten, but else can I do except pretend to be humble? If I can get a opportunity someday, I will punish them one by one. So, I don't want you to misunderstand me in a difficult situation where you could lose your life at any time."

A ray of deep pain flashed in Xiao Yeheng's single eye, and he murmured hoarsely, "I'm sorry!"

As smart as he is, how could he not know that in order to find a way to get water for him to wipe his body, she took the initiative to do the handyman cleaning. In order to get him something to eat, she would take the initiative to help in the kitchen. In order to get the blade to cut off his rotten flesh and get him medicine for wounds, she risked everything.

In fact, even he admires that she can do so much.

He was just jealous for a while, and didn't want her to be close to other men.

Jealous...

He looked back at her little face full of acne, didn't she say that he was her husband?

He also... treats her as his wife.

"Don't apologize." She sighed and shook her head, "As long as you understand, this is just a temporary measure. Don't let others know that we sleep together because..."

Not wanting to hide it from him, she said frankly, "Sun Cheng, the prison chief, made it clear that he wanted to sleep with me, and Wang Mo seemed to have some interest in me. No man here is clean, and I don't know how many men covet me."

(is she bragging 👀?)

7

Laughing at herself, "Although I am ugly, I am still a young woman."

Xiao Yeheng clenched his fists tightly and furrowed his thick eyebrows, "I can't protect you." But he would never allow anyone to insult his woman!

She patted him on the shoulder indifferently, "It's okay."

"So, I can only kill you." A murderous look suddenly gathered in his eyes, he raised his hand to grab her neck, and said solemnly, "It's better for you to die than to be bullied, humiliated, and commit suicide."

11

As a modern person, her virginity is not as important as that of ancient women. Even if she is humiliated, she may not necessarily commit suicide.

How can this man suddenly turn hostile!

Yan Shuixin's neck was strangled until she couldn't breathe, "I don't want to die..."

"You can only suffer less humiliation if you die." He tightened his jaw, and there was a hint of madness in his single eye.

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What he didn't mention was that when she died, he would commit suicide and join her in the afterlife to be with her.

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He won't allow her to be lonely.

The situation was out of his hands, and he despised himself for being useless and incapable of protecting her. He don't want her to be in any danger. Is there really no other option, is there?

She was strangled until her neck was almost broken, and she slapped his wrist hard, but his hand was like iron pliers, holding her immobile.

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In fact, with her skill, and him being seriously injured and weak now, she may not be able to beat him.

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Yan Shuixin, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, suddenly stood up and threw herself down on him with force.

Xiao Yeheng was knocked backward on the bed by her, and she immediately kissed him heavily on the lips.

He froze for a moment, the touch on his lips was so soft and beautiful, it made him nostalgic, and he couldn't help wanting more...

Yan Shuixin gnawed and bit him with all her strength, and was affectionate, finally calming down his crazy eyes gradually, and gradually loosening the big palm that was strangling her neck.

After a while, she backed away, pressed on him, raised her hand to caress his crippled left cheek, and said softly, "Xiao Yeheng, I promise you, if it really comes to the point of no return, I will commit suicide. Now, is not the right time yet."

The gentle female voice was extremely seductive, and she looked straight at him, "Not only will I not die, but I will also protect you."

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Xiao Yeheng's heart was deeply touched.

There has never been a woman who said she would protect him. Especially, after he became a cripple who is neither human nor ghost, comparable to a monster.

Seeing that the murderous look in his eyes had faded away, she propped herself up on the bed and sat up.

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"I cured the allergic rash of the cell leader, and he wanted to reward me. Then I asked for you to get your daily meals back." She told him lightly, "I didn't expect that he would ask me to show my gratitude, by dedicating body to him. I pretended not to understand, and prescribed a few medicines to make him less allergic."

Xiao Yeheng raised his eyebrows, "It can only be delayed for a while."

She asked tentatively, "He's very wary of me. He asked me to take a sip of all the medicine I made. Shall I get some medicine to control him?"

"It's useless. You have to silence him." Xiao Yeheng said viciously, "If you don't kill him, once he knows you've poisoned him, he will have you tortured to make an antidote."

Yan Shuixin also thought the same thing, but tentatively asked him in order to see if he really cared about her.

"Then you have to find a good time." She responded lightly.

"It's time for dinner, put out the bowls!" Zheng Quan, the handyman, shouted loudly, carrying two large buckets of food, and using a long iron spoon to serve meals to the prisoners in each cell one by one.

When he was outside the fifty-ninth cell, he smiled and said to Yan Shuixin, "You are quite capable of making the cell boss allow Xiao Yeheng to eat as much as he wants."

She smiled slightly.

Zheng Quan poured two bowls of food into two empty bowls in the prison bar, and reminded her kindly, "Yan Shuixin, you have to stay away from Xiao Yeheng. Don't look at him as Prince An, he offended the emperor, even outside, no one dares to approach him. This prison is not the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, there is no such thing as a king or a prince, but there are bastards. Hahaha!"

Yan Shuixin pursed her lips and remained silent, Zheng Quan glared at her sharply, "If you don't recognize the right people, you will suffer sooner or later."

After Zheng Quan left with the wooden bucket, she handed one of the bowls of rice to Xiao Yeheng, "My lord, eat."

Xiao Yeheng snorted coldly, "Didn't the handyman tell you to stay away from me? Are you not afraid of getting into trouble?"

(this man and his temper tantrums )

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Yan Shuixin knew from the original book that not only did he not offend the emperor, but he lost a left eye and disfigurement on the left face, was all because of saving the emperor a few years ago.

However, after he was disfigured, he didn't bother to clarify any rumours, and the world thought that the emperor didn't like him, so they stayed away from him.

"I'm not afraid." She began to blast sweet words, "Husband and wife are like birds of the same forest. When disaster strikes, I will cover you. Even if you offend the emperor, I will still be your good wife."

Xiao Yeheng was very moved when he heard it, but his face was as cold as frost and showed no expression at all.

After the two of them had their meal, Yan Shuixin walked to the prison bars, saw no one coming from the prison corridor, and solemnly took out a handful of various broken medicines from her sleeve pocket.

He watched her pick out the medicine, thinking that she stole it to treat his leg injury.

"I was too anxious to steal the medicine today, so I didn't have time to sort it, so I took it back and arranged it slowly." She picked out some of the medicine and handed it to Xiao Yeheng, "Eat it first."

Xiao Yeheng didn't ask any questions, just grabbed all kinds of finely crushed medicinal herbs and roots, put them in his mouth and chewed them directly.

She blinked, "My lord, why do you just take the medicine without asking?"

"Don't I have to take it internally to treat the leg injury?" He looked calm.

She shook her head, "I see that your internal energy is suppressed by some kind of medicine, it's for that."

Xiao Yeheng's gloomy and icy eyes flashed a sliver of disbelief, "I've been poisoned with Hua Gong San, can you make the antidote?"

"Didn't you eat it the medicine just now?" She disapproved.

Xiao Yeheng was extremely excited.

Hua Gong San is known as a poison without a cure; it prevents martial artists from gathering internal energy in the early stages, and after a long period, the internal energy dissolves into nothing, which is similar to eliminating the internal energy of the entire body.

He immediately attempted to move Qi to his dantian, and he continued to condense his internal energy accumulation, generating streams of real energy that flowed to the limbs and bones under his control.

The poison of Hua Gong San is really cured!

Moreover, his internal strength has not decreased, which is really great news.

Yan Shuixin saw the excited expression on his face, so she knew that the medicine she prepared had an effect.

Xiao Yeheng stared at her approvingly, "Your medical skills are so good."

She smiled slightly, "That right."

He already knew from the jailer's chat that she was the descendant of the medicine god Sima Jing, so he didn't ask any further questions.

Yan Shuixin placed the remaining medicine in her palm in a bamboo tube with some water in the corner, picked up the wooden branch he had washed his teeth with earlier, removed the part that he had cleaned his teeth with, placed the wood branch in the bamboo tube, and pounded the medicine with it.

Xiao Yeheng felt that she was making the most use of everything possible, not throwing anything away.

In fact, getting what you need in prison is difficult.

"The dressing on your leg injury must be changed every day for seven days." She walked over after crushing the medicine into mud, sat on the edge of the bed, and carefully rolled up his left leg trousers, displaying his stump.

"After seven days, simply change the medicine every three days." She continued to unravel the linen pieces that were wrapped around the stump.

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She observed that the wound on his severed limb had the look of raw flesh, and is no longer inflamed.

Xiao Yeheng sat there watching as she skillfully removed the dry medicinal paste from the amputated leg, replaced it with freshly pounded medicinal mud, and applied it.

She got up and turned around in the prison, and went to turn over the straws again.

Xiao Yeheng watched her movements and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Where did the cloth that I used on your forehead to reduce your fever go?" She wondered.

Xiao Yeheng reached into the lapel and took it out, "Here it is."

She went over to take it, and Yan Shuixin asked mischievously, "Do you know where this cloth came from?"

He shook his head.

She leaned close to his ear, "It's my undergarment. It's divided into two, and one piece is used as a belt around your hips, and the other piece is kept close to the chest. You like me that much?"

Although Xiao Yeheng had doubts.

After all, the texture of the cloth is extraordinarily soft, and white plum blossoms are embroidered on one corner.

As soon as she conformed his suspicions, his half-disfigured face instantly became red.

"Haha, my lord, why is your face as red as a monkey's butt!" She laughed happily.

Xiao Yeheng's expression was extremely uncomfortable, and she was the only one who could tease him so much, "A girl must speak gracefully."

She winked at him innocently, with a very playful look, "Didn't I marry you? I'm a woman now, so I don't need to speak gracefully."

Yes. She married him. Married to a disabled man who is more terrifying than a ghost! Xiao Yeheng suddenly hugged her tightly into his arms, and murmured apologetically, "Don't blame me..."

These words were really nonsensical, Yan Shuixin felt this guy who switched from choking her to hugging her in an instant was like a psychopath, "Why should I blame you?"

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He tightened his grip on her, "I almost killed you before..."

Yan Shuixin's body hurts from being hugged by him, but she still waited for him to speak.

"Before, I had no power to restrain chickens. Now, my internal energy is no longer out of my control, and the situation is much better." He said lightly, "This is not an ordinary prison, nor is it a prison of the Ministry of Punishment. King Jin, Xiao Shen's power is increasing day by day, and there is a huge amount of money of unknown origin used by him to recruit troops. A few months ago, I was ordered by the emperor to investigate the source of King Jin's money. I lost several spies before discovering how many convicts die in this prison every day, and how it has become a source of entertainment for the wealthy and powerful to bet large sums of money on. As the biggest shareholder, King Jin has earned vast sums of money."

Yan Shuixin had read the original book, so she actually knew about it. However, in this prison, few people probably know about it.

Today, just 210 of the 300 male prisoners in the prison remained, and once there were 30 female prisoners, but now only 28 were alive.

"So that's the case," she said, acting surprised. "Then what will happen to the people in this prison?"

"All will die." He spoke three words quietly from his

Yan Shuixin's expression sank after hearing this, "Is there any possibility of successfully escaping from prison?"

Recently, prisoners have occasionally attempt to escaped from the prison. Unfortunately, their corpses will be seen the next day, dumped in a corner of the high wall by the prison guards.

"So far, no," Xiao Yeheng said, shaking his head. "According to the information I have, there are many dangerous death row criminals on the missing list, as well as men and women from various good families. They all presumably entered this death row and have never returned."

Yan Shuixin was really chilled and frightened, "So, you thought that I would die in the end anyway, so you might as well just kill me and suffer less."

He raised his hand and caressed her back, and said softly, "Yes."

"But..." She pushed him away a little, pretending to look at his half-disfigured face affectionately, and slowly started to flatter him again, "No matter how difficult the road ahead is, I want to go on with you. Even for a while, spending every second with you is like a stolen time..."

Xiao Yeheng was extremely moved, his indifferent heart felt like someone had thrown a stone into it, causing ripples to form.

Focusing on her affectionate eyes, he lowered his head and kissed her lips, sucked lightly, and entangled with her lips and tongue in a predatory way...

Yan Shuixin was almost ran out of air to breath from his kiss.

She's not sure if she responded to his kiss because she doesn't want to be a flower fertilizer in the future, or because she was moved.

The scorching breath spread in the cell, and his big palm stroked into her skirt.

She froze and quickly pushed him away, "Don't..."

He suddenly lowered his stern face, with a dangerous light in his eyes, "You don't want me?"

She quickly smiled and pointed to herself, "My lord, you see, I haven't showered in months, and my body stinks. As a doctor, I am very aware that my body is filthy, and if we sleep together, it is easy for both parties to contract infectious diseases. You don't want us to become sick in such a awful place, do you?"

Although Xiao Yeheng didn't understand what breeding infection was, he also understood what she meant, and his expression softened a little.

Yan Shuixin warned, "Xiao Yeheng, you choked me before because you were afraid that I would die too badly in the future. Let's forget about it. I'll ignore this time, but don't you ever hurt me in the future!"

After a while, he seemed to nod his head without any trace. How could he be willing to hurt her? Hurting her was more painful than gouging out his flesh.

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She could see clearly with her sharp eyes, "Prince, you are so kind!" She passionately kissed him on the face and deliberately left saliva.

He didn't think it was dirty either, so he sat cross-legged on the bed with his right leg bent, adjusted the position of half of his left leg.

Yan Shuixin saw that he put his palms up on his knees, as if he was meditating, or was he cultivating?

She didn't bother him anymore, she picked up half of the bellyband, ready to wash it tomorrow morning, and then wrap it around his leg.

In the next few days, Yan Shuixin relied on stealing medicine for Xiao Yeheng's leg injury.

In the blink of an eye, five days passed.

In the past five days, she occasionally helped the guards that needed to see a doctor, and was often taken by the jailers to see the prisoners as well.

When she got busy, she did less cleaning, but she became the prison's unofficial doctor.

She was now almost justifiable able to go in and out of the hospital to get medicine.

The prisoners lived every day in fear, fearing that one day they would die.

The number of prisoners in the prison is gradually decreasing...

Another day, early in the morning, a scream resounded through the prison.

Yan Shuixin woke up in Xiao Yeheng's arms as usual, and was used to the sharp noise.

As soon as she raised her head, she saw a scarred left face and a fake left eye.

If it weren't for her strong inner quality, she would've been scared to death.

Xiao Yeheng stared at her indifferent face, after so many days, he came to the conclusion that she was really not afraid of his crippled and terrifying face.

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There was a sound of footsteps coming towards Cell 59.

Yan Shuixin quickly got up and went to the ground, brushing her hair.

Before she could stand still, Sun Cheng, the cell leader, personally brought a female prisoner over.

Sun Cheng opened the unlocked cell door, pointed to the room, "From now on, she will live here."

Yan Shuixin took a closer look, and found that the female prisoner was Xia Chuxue, the heroine of the original book.

This is a spoiled young miss, with countless lovers in prison. Living with her will not be peaceful.

"Wouldn't that be inconvenient?" Yan Shuixin asked timidly.

Sun Cheng put on a serious face, "Did I ask for your opinion? No one dares to talk nonsense about my arrangement!"

Yan Shuixin hurriedly apologized, "Master, that's not what I meant. Miss Xia is delicate and expensive, and you must have trysts with her from time to time. If she lives here, it may be inconvenient for the privacy of the two of you. You don't want an audience when you're doing business, do you?"

When Xia Chuxue heard this, she wanted to retreat, "I'd better change to another cell..."

Sun Cheng glared at her angrily, "What are you changing for?! I still like to 'do things' with an audience." He squeezed Xia Chuxue's chin, "Don't you wish that everyone in the prison would know that you are my woman. Why aren't you happy?"

"Master, it's not that I don't like it, I'm shy." Xia Chuxue knew how to please a man, and threw herself into Sun Cheng's arms like a bird.

Sun Cheng had a full beard, was in his forties, and his skin was tanned. Compared with the young and beautiful Xia Chuxue, he looked very much like her parent.

"Okay, okay." Sun Cheng patted her on the back impatiently but dotingly, "Beauty, you lived in a prison where a lot of people died before, and that scared you. So I sent you to live in a room alone, but you were still afraid. If I were to put you in a cell with men, you will be eaten raw by those villains. But this cell..."

Sun Cheng glanced slightly at Xiao Yeheng who was sitting on the bed, "A cripple," he then glanced at Yan Shuixin, "And a coward. These two will accompany you, and you won't be wronged. How appropriate."

A murderous edge flashed across Xiao Yeheng's eyes, looking at Sun Cheng as if looking at a dead person.

Sun Cheng trembled inexplicably, glanced at Xiao Yeheng, and found that the latter had no expression on his face.

Yan Shuixin doesn't think she is a coward.

How could a coward get Xiao Yeheng's food and medicine under such harsh conditions? Can a coward walk out of the prison door every day?

Although she is either cleaning or treating people. It's better than being locked in jail every day.

Forbearance for a while can keep you safe. It is not certain who will have the last laugh!

Xia Chuxue bit her lips, and glanced at Xiao Yeheng's terrifying ghostly face with some fear, "But..."

How could Sun Cheng fail to see her worry, "Okay, Xiao Yeheng is a cripple, are you still worried that he will do something to you."

"Okay." Although Xia Chuxue was a little bit unwilling, but she agreed.

The guards Li Dian and Wang Mo carried a wooden bed into the cell, and placed it against the wall directly opposite Xiao Yeheng's bed.

Two more guards brought in a dresser and placed it alongside the newly moved bed against the wall.

There is also a full range of cosmetics on the dressing table.

Then came the wooden wardrobe, buckets, tableware for eating...

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Needless to say, everyone knew that these were all Xia Chuxue's "properties".

With everything in jail, Yan Shuixin had to sigh, Xia Chuxue's halo as a heroine was really extraordinary.

After the arrangements were made, Sun Cheng ate a handful of tofu on Xia Chuxue's body, and then left with a group of jailers laughing loudly.

A mattress and a quilt were placed on Xia Chuxue's bed, which were neatly folded.

"You," Xia Chuxue pointed at Yan Shuixin, and ordered naturally, "Make my bed."

Xiao Yeheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his single eye.

Xia Chuxue suddenly felt cold all over, and the anger obviously came from Xiao Yeheng. He doesn't like her giving orders to Yan Shuixin?

Yan Shuixin was too lazy to talk to someone surnamed Xia. If she helps her with work once, there will be ten or a hundred times more orders from her, "I don't know how to make a bed."

If it wasn't for not wanting to offend the heroine, she would've rejected her more harshly.

"Don't you know how to learn?" Xia Chuxue's face puffed up. When she lived in a cell with other female prisoners, everyone knew that the cell leader was kind to her, and they all rushed to curry favor with her, how could anyone not listen to her? So hateful!

"I can't learn." Yan Shuixin spread her hands.

Just as Xia Chuxue was about to get angry, from the corner of her eye she saw Xiao Yeheng's eyes became even more displeased. As smart as she was, she could guess that Xiao Yeheng was on Yan Shuixin's side.

She wants to command Yan Shuixin more in the future, but she can't if King An is in the way.

She doesn't understand why, although King An is disfigured and missing a leg, he still has a shocking aura.

It made her inexplicably terrified...

Xia Chuxue wanted to say something, but before she opened her lips, Xiao Yeheng shot her warning eyes, as if she said something wrong, her head would be lost, she turned pale with fright.

This man cares more about Yan Shuixin than she guessed!

Taking a glance at Yan Shuixin's acne-prone face, it's so ugly. King An actually helped an ugly ghost!

Which man wouldn't be overwhelmed by her beauty? She's just waiting for Xiao Yeheng to be fascinated by her and become her puppet.

Yan Shuixin felt that Xiao Yeheng's eyes were so fierce, like a murderous knife. During this period of time, she heard from the jailers that Xia Chuxue was in this prison, but she was frightened by his stare.

There was a moment of silence in the cell.

In a short while, Xia Chuxue walked lightly, walked to the dressing table and sat down, looked at the bronze mirror, carefully applied makeup and drew eyebrows...

A face with makeup becomes more beautiful.

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Standing up, she looked in the mirror again. Although the beauty in the mirror was wearing prison clothes, she had tucked it up to show off her body, now she could kill a man's soul just by looking at him.

That crippled Xiao Yeheng, why can't he look straight?

Xia Chuxue turned around and gave Xiao Yeheng a flirtatious wink, but found that his face was not happy, and he didn't even glance in her direction.

Really annoying. There is no man she, Xia Chuxue, can't hook up with! The stubbornness of dissatisfaction emerged.

"Prince An, for lunch later, I will get an extra chicken leg." Xia Chuxue knew very well that to win a man's heart, he had to be nice to him, "Chuxue just moved here, and there is no meeting gift that I can use. I'll let you eat the chicken legs."

Xiao Yeheng pursed his lips and remained silent, as if closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Xia Chuxue said happily, "Prince An, if you don't refuse, I'll take it as you have agreed!"

She just knew that no man could escape her charm.

Yan Shuixin was a little angry. When this woman came, she stared at Xiao Yeheng like something that belonged to her, which made her very unhappy.

Since it was a meeting gift for a cellmate, why not give it to her?

However, since Xiao Yeheng didn't say anything, it's inconvenient for her to say more.

After a while, two handymen were carrying wooden barrels containing food to serve the prisoners.

When Zheng Quan, the handyman, went to Cell 59, he gave each of Yan Shuixin, Xiao Yeheng, and Xia Chuxue a bowl of food.

Only Xia Chuxue had an extra boiled chicken drumstick in her bowl.

Zheng Quan and Yan Shuixin are somewhat familiar, after all, Yan Shuixin used to do rough work in the kitchen, he said with a sneer, "I'm sorry. The cell boss ordered this chicken leg to be an extra meal for Miss Xia. And nobody else."

"It's okay." Yan Shuixin didn't mind, she picked up a bowl of food, walked to the bed where Xiao Yeheng was sitting, and handed it to him.

The latter took it, and then broke two clean pieces of hard stick into two vertical sticks, used them as chopsticks, and began to eat at a leisurely pace.

Xia Chuxue looked at his poor meal consisting of brown rice covered with some boiled lentils, and his pair of stick chopsticks...

It's really shabby.

The boiled chicken leg in her bowl looked tall and precious. Presumably he hasn't touched meat for a long time, and the smell of meat should have made him hungry.

Holding the bowl, Xia Chuxue walked towards him slowly, picked up the chicken leg with the bamboo chopsticks that she got in the prison, and opened her lips with concern, "My lord, like we have agreed, I'll give you the chicken leg."

About three steps away from him, Xiao Yeheng's cold eyes shot over, "Get lost!"

When had Xia Chuxue been yelled at by a man like this, and she felt aggrieved, "My chicken leg... You had accepted it by default before,"

"Who told you that silence means approval?" Xiao Yeheng's expression flashed a sneer, "This king just doesn't care about you. This king will not accept anything from you."

"But..." Xia Chuxue's face was full of unwillingness. No man has ever rejected her!

Especially someone so ugly as a ghost.

Xiao Yeheng raised the hand holding the chopsticks, and made a distance, "Don't come within three steps of this king, otherwise..."

The unfinished words are filled with strong warnings.

If it wasn't that the cell wasn't big enough, he wouldn't even allow her to come ten steps closer!

Xia Chuxue saw a murderous intent in his eyes. It seemed that as long as she got close to him, she would die.

Unwillingness and fear surfaced in her heart at the same time.

To be able to live well in prison, she is also a woman with some means. It will take time to take down an arrogant and indifferent man like Xiao Yeheng.

So, she couldn't help but eat silently.

Swallowing the chicken drumsticks alone, she didn't plan to give Yan Shuixin anything at all.

Here, Yan Shuixin thought that Xiao Yeheng would eat Xia Chuxue's chicken leg, after all, few men could refuse a beauty as a gift.

Unexpectedly, he didn't even allow the beauty to get close.

However, she was inexplicably satisfied with Xiao Yeheng's reaction, and when she ate, she felt that it was more delicious.

Xia Chuxue sees that Yan Shuixin eats food without any etiquette, and even eats up a bowl of crude food in two or three bites.

On the other hand, she pretended to act elegantly and chewed slowly, without talking when eating, thinking that her eating by herself was a beautiful scenery.

Unfortunately, Xiao Yeheng never even glanced at her.

A sense of frustration filled her heart, so angry!

Yan Shuixin doesn't have much image. During this time in the prison, she frequently cleans, treats the bodies of guards and prisoners, makes medicines for them, and so on, and she sometimes has to race for time.

Eating and working as quickly as possible has become her daily norm.

After a while, jailer Li Dian came over and took Xia Chuxue away.

It took about an hour to send her back, and she hadn't rested yet, when Zheng Quan came again and took Xia Chuxue away.

And then the other guards.

At the end of the day, five or six men took Xia Chuxue away and sent her back. Every time she came back, the smell of being baptized by men became stronger on her body, making the whole cell full of the smell of prostitution.

At the end of the day, Xia Chuxue walked back to the cell alone this time, her steps were unsteady, her hair and clothes were a little messy, obviously she had played too much.

She walked to her bed in a nonchalant manner, and glanced at Yan Shuixin who was sitting in a corner of the cell.

Then she quietly glanced at Xiao Yeheng who was sitting cross-legged on the opposite bed with closed eyes and resting his mind.

After all, she didn't dare to let Yan Shuixin spread the quilt again.

Gritting her teeth, she felt aggrieved and unfolded the quilt by herself. Even if she had never done this kind of work, she would still be able to do it.

After laying down the quilt, she took off her prison uniform and outer pants.

Xia Chuxue really wanted to take off her shirt. In that way, can Xiao Yeheng still be unmoved?

With Yan Shuixin as an obstacle, she was still a little bit ashamed after all, sleeping in her underwear.

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After lying down for a while, Yan Shuixin was observing whether Xia Chuxue had fallen asleep or not.

Xia Chuxue suddenly sat up from the bed, put on her shoes and walked towards Xiao Yeheng in the dark, "My lord, are you asleep? I'm afraid of the dark..."

Tonight's moon has hidden behind the clouds at some point, so there is no moonlight coming in from the small window on the wall near the ceiling.

It's really scary to be blind in the cell.

Xia Chuxue bit her lip, stopped three steps away from Xiao Yeheng's bed, and said in a coquettish tone, "My lord, I'm so scared..."

She had a seductive voice, if it was an ordinary man, he would carry her into his bed.

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Yan Shuixin was a little depressed.

If Xiao Yeheng really touches Xia Chuxue, she will definitely say goodbye to him, even if she really doesn't wants to be buried alive in the future, she will ignore him!

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Surprised by her own thoughts, she was startled. Why does she feel possessive towards Xiao Yeheng?

Probably because he is her husband in name.

Xiao Yeheng didn't even open his eyes, he was sitting cross-legged, concentrating on practicing.

Xia Chuxue didn't know what he was doing, she just thought he was in a daze.

Just as she was about to continue to move towards him, an unknown object shot towards her with incomparable precision. Xia Chuxue was hit on the forehead, blood flowed profusely on the spot, and she passed out.

The eyes of Yan Shuixin, who had been ignored all this time, flashed with amazement.

Seeing what Xia Chuxue hit fell to the ground, it turned out to be a pebble the size of a thumb.

Since she had been staring at Xiao Yeheng, she could still clearly see the stone being ejected from between his two fingers. The key point was that he could hit the target accurately without even opening his eyes.

Bravo!

The ground soil in this prison is mixed with stone slabs, and it couldn't be easy to get some stones as hidden weapons.

Xiao Yeheng opened his single eyes, and saw Yan Shuixin staring at him blankly.

Although he only has one eye left, his internal strength is profound, and his vision is clearer than that of ordinary people.

It is undeniable that he likes the way she stares at him blankly. Does that make him feel that she seems to like him a little bit?

The hand hanging next to the knee of the left leg resisted the subconscious movement of touching the incomplete left face.

He felt irony in his heart, Yan Shuixin, a talented lady, how could she like a cripple like him?

Her kindness to him must be due to sympathy.

After all, she is a kind person, isn't she?

Yan Shuixin, who was labeled as 'kind person' by Xiao Yeheng, stood up from the corner of the wall, without looking at Xia Chuxue who was bleeding all over her head.

She walked to Xiao Yeheng's side, and took out a pack of medicinal mud wrapped in big leaves from her sleeve pocket, "With Xia Chuxue living here, it's not convenient for me to change your medicine, so you just helped me right now."

Xiao Yeheng withdrew the qi that was condensed in his limbs, watched her skillfully roll up his left trouser leg, and sighed at his severed limb.

"Your injury healed so quickly." Yan Shuixin sighed, "The healing speed is at least three times faster than that of ordinary people."

Xiao Yeheng saw that she didn't intend to help Xia Chuxue's wounds, it seemed that she wasn't someone who showed excessive sympathy?

He said, "I'm a martial arts practitioner, and I have internal energy, so I can heal faster than ordinary people." He gave her a complimenting look, "It's all due to you, if you didn't understand the poison in me, my internal force will not be so effective."

Yan Shuixin didn't take credit for it, and carefully scraped off the dried medicine stains on his broken left leg with her fingertips. His wound had scabbed over and was almost healed, "Your leg injury, apply the medicine for the last time today."

He nodded slightly, suddenly he was a little reluctant to let the broken leg be healed so soon.

Because, he likes to watch her apply medicine for him, and get close to him occasionally to touch his stump with her fingertips.

Applying the medicinal paste to his severed limb with new flesh, and wrapping him with a cloth, Yan Shuixin's movements were done in one go, very skillful.

She was very close to him, and sometimes, the breath that she exhaled seemed to sweep across his face.

Xiao Yeheng's heart was beating uncontrollably, it seemed that as soon as she got closer, his heartbeat would speed up.

"Okay." She put down his left trousers carefully, "Remember, your wound must not get wet."

He nodded slightly, and when she lowered her head, she happened to look up at him, and their lips were naturally pressed together.

Yan Shuixin bounced off like an electric shock, and stood up on the edge of the bed.

Xiao Yeheng was really reluctant to only touch the softness on her lips just now, her lips were smooth and soft, and her tongue was sweet and delicious...

He said, "You like to kiss me that much?"

"I didn't mean it just now." Yan Shuixin was embarrassed, "I didn't know you would bow your head."

Xiao Yeheng's face darkened, "You can kiss as long as you want to kiss, and I don't blame you. But you dare to do it but not admit it, that's the behavior of a villain..."

Yan Shuixin felt that the description would get darker, so she simply admitted, "I kissed you on purpose, okay?"

"I never do things that are disadvantageous." Xiao Yeheng suddenly stretched his arms around her slender waist and squeezed her waist, only to realize that her waist is so thin that it was easy to hold it.

Yan Shuixin was spun by his strength, and fell back on the bed, Xiao Yeheng then pressed her soft delicate body, and without any explanation, covered her tender lips with his lips.

"Hmm..." Yan Shuixin widened her eyes and stared at him in surprise.

Xiao Yeheng gave her a deep wet kiss before separating from her, face to face, pretending to be indifferent, "I repaid you back for your kiss. Because you and I are so familiar, the interest will not be charged."

Yan Shuixin felt speechless, "Childish!"

A word escaped from his lips in displeasure, with an upturned ending, "Huh?"

Yan Shuixin had the illusion that she was going to suffer, so she quickly changed her attitude, "Mature. Your behavior is really mature, my lord. You don't have the heart of a child at all."

"Really?" He stared straight at her, as if he wanted to engrave her face into his heart.

She was so stared at by him, she stretched out her hand and pushed him gently, "My lord, don't press me down, get up..."

He gently stroked her cheek with his big palm, and his slightly magnetic male voice was a little hoarse, "Call me Husband."