It was just that this goose was stickier than glue. Ever since Zhao Ling accidentally told him a story about a havoc in the Heavenly Palace, Meng Tianlin kept pestering her to tell the story every time he came, which made Zhao Ling extremely tired and wanted to cry without tears.
Because of Meng Tianlin's care, the head of the cell and the guards were still polite to Zhao Ling. Of course, there was also a part of the reason, probably related to the rumor that she was a witch.
They heard that as long as they looked at her a few times, they would lose their mind and be controlled by her. What a terrible sorcery. Therefore, every time the jailer came to deliver food to her, he would put it down in a hurry and run away, for fear of being caught by her inadvertently.
Every time Zhao Ling saw this, he felt secretly amused. She really never thought that she would become a witch one day. In modern times, she could only be regarded as a monotonous and rigid workaholic at best, who could face a cold body all day without getting bored.
It seemed that the crossing over to this new world was really level.
Sitting on the stone bed, Zhao Ling watched the young jailer walk into the cell, lowered his head and swiftly placed the food he was carrying on the small stone table beside him, and quickly exited the cell, as if he regarded her as a beast of a flood.
Just when she was secretly laughing, there was a scent of rouge perfume wafting in from outside the cell door.
Zhao Ling raised her eyes and looked out the door, and the person who was slowly walking towards her was the Princess Anping.
She frowned. The honor of the dignified princess, the unhonorable royalty, coming to her prison this day, must be nothing good. Could it be to see how miserable she was in the prison?
Seeing the Anping County Master getting closer and closer, Zhao Ling didn't plan to get up to greet her since she didn't have any good intentions towards her.
Today's Anping County Lord seemed to have deliberately dressed up, whether it was the makeup or not, she looked just right and delicate. In all fairness, Princess Anping was indeed very beautiful, especially the cold and arrogant charm that she showed all over her body, which was extremely attractive.
In contrast, she had been in prison for a long time, she had not been properly groomed for many days now, and her face was unkempt, which was simply terrible.
Zhao Ling suddenly realized something after thinking about it. Wasn't this arrogant look exactly what Meng Yuan displayed?
Did she deliberately imitate his charm in order to please Meng Yuan?
"Open the door." The Anping County Lady tilted her head and instructed the jailer who followed closely behind, with a pleasant voice.
When the jailer opened the door, she slowly walked into the room and glanced sideways at Zhao Ling, who was sitting on the stone bed with a calm look, her beautiful phoenix eyes flashing sternly.
"Miss Zhao, do you still have the habit of living in prison this day? Is the food still good?" She glanced at the meals and dishes on the stone table, and asked sarcastically.
"As long as you are open-minded, you will be as comfortable wherever you live." Zhao Ling responded lightly, got up and sat down at the stone table, and said calmly, "The meal time for the cell has arrived. If the Anping County Master doesn't mind, I'm about to eat."
Afterwards, she ignored her, picked up the chopsticks for herelf, and started eating gracefully and calmly.
Seeing Zhao Ling's self-satisfied look, the Anping County Master was so angry that her phoenix eyes burst into flames, and she wanted to tear Zhao Ling to pieces.
In terms of origin, appearance, and talent, which one could compare to her? Also, listening to the meaning of her words, was it that she was mocking her for having a ghost in her heart?
"Miss Zhao is so comfortable, is it because you think that King Xuan will rescue you, so you have no fear?" Anping County Lord snorted coldly, "But according to this palace, it is not so easy for Miss Zhao to escape this time. Now in the entire Zhaogjing city, there are rumors about the eldest daughter of Duke Zhao's mansion being possessed by evil spirits. even if you are lucky enough to get out of here, you will be treated by the world as a monster, a demon girl."
"Even if she is a demon girl, she is also the princess of this king, so how can I let others degrade her?"
A cold and familiar voice came from behind. Zhao Ling's mouth curved, put down his chopsticks, and turned to look at the person coming.
Meng Yuan sat in a wheelchair with his back straight, Ruyu's handsome face was full of frost, and his icy eyes swept across the Anping County Master without any emotion, making her feel as if she was in an ice cellar, and there was a chill in her heart for no reason.
However, when his eyes crossed Anping County Master and turned to Zhao Ling behind her, he instantly became extremely fond of her.
Chang Dong pushed the wheelchair into the cell, and the small room seemed a little crowded.
Anping County Lady Ying Ying stared at the man she had admired for a long time, but was disappointed to find that he did not glance at her, just manouvered the wheelchair straight around her and came to Zhao Ling's side. He naturally took her hand and said softly, "Ling'er, let's go home."
His hands were as cold as ever, but Zhao Ling felt extremely warm. She indulged in his tender gaze, smiled gently, and responded, "Okay."
Home. She suddenly felt that she liked hearing him say this.
She believed him. Since he came to take her home now, it meant that he had solved the situation for her. And she, as long as she cooperates well with him.
She stood up, pushed his wheelchair, and slowly walked out of the prison. Changdong automatically moved aside, and followed behind the two of them, step by step.
The three, masters and servant, as if there was no one around, simply ignored the Anping County Master, whose facial features were distorted with anger.