Seeing Minister Qian praising him against his will, Mu Yexiao felt so relieved. He glanced at the people of the Qian family and said, "Forget it. You should discuss it with your family."
"After all, the trial will start tomorrow. Whether I can get out tomorrow depends on what you say. It is disrespectful to cause an elder to go to jail. Tsk tsk..."
That voice, that tone, almost made Minister Qian vomit blood in anger, but as for Mu Yexiao, he really didn't know what to do, or even what to say.
Looking at the housekeeper: "Why didn't you bring anything to eat when you came in?"
The housekeeper looked guilty: "I'm sorry, sir. I brought it, but the guards outside said that food, quilts, etc. cannot be brought in."
When Minister Qian heard this, he almost had a myocardial infarction! Needless to say, this was all Mu Yexiao's intention, just to make them suffer a little. He sighed and said, "Forget it, go back first. It's not your fault."
The butler also knew that he had completed his task by delivering the letter and could not stay any longer, so he left immediately.
Minister Qian sighed. The sun could not be seen in the prison, and he had no idea what time it was. He felt as if each day was passing by like a year.
After looking at this and then that, they found that the Qian family members were all staring at them with resentment, but Old Madam Qian didn't say anything, just squatted there motionless.
Minister Qian realized something was wrong and walked over with his painful buttocks: "Mom, are you okay?"
Madam Qian's voice was weaker at this time, and she shook her head: "Son, I'm fine, just a little dizzy."
Hearing that she was dizzy, Minister Qian was immediately startled. He no longer cared about etiquette and reached out to touch Madam Qian's forehead. After feeling it, he realized that something was wrong. It was so hot.
"Mom, mom, are you okay?"
The noise was so loud that Mu Yexiao and Qian Jiujiu both heard it. They couldn't help but look towards Minister Qian. Mu Yexiao still frowned and said, "Mr. Qian, what happened to you?"
This title almost made Minister Qian breathless, but this was not the time to joke. If the old lady died, he would definitely have to observe a period of mourning.
Maybe his position will be replaced by someone else, and it will take a long time for him to be reinstated. And although he has a daughter who is a princess, Qian Jiujiu.
But Minister Qian can guarantee that if his daughter Qian Jiujiu were in trouble, he would definitely come to add insult to injury instead of helping her in times of need.
And if Qian Yuge said that, she would really spend the rest of her life in the temple. Thinking of this, Minister Qian panicked and looked at Qian Jiujiu: "Jiujiu."
"Jiujiu, listen to Daddy. This is your grandmother after all. Please save her."
Qian Jiujiu blinked her eyes and said, "Father, I want to save you, but I am locked up in this prison now. I am powerless. I don't have any medicine on me."
"Besides, even if my daughter has medicine, this cell is not suitable for a sick person to recuperate."
Minister Qian understood that if he didn't make a choice, Madam Qian would really die in the cell. He sighed and said, "Princess."
"I beg you, Jiujiu, your grandmother. I know about the trial tomorrow. Please save her for her sake."
Qian Jiujiu was a little surprised: "Prince, since my father has said so, you see, grandma is also old, how about we give one of the quilts to grandma?"
Mu Yexiao also pretended to think for a while: "Okay, then give your grandmother a quilt. Also, when Hongling comes to deliver dinner, ask her to come again and bring a typhoid pill from the Health Hall."
Qian Jiujiu was happy this time and laughed: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
After saying that, Qian Jiujiu went straight to pick up a quilt and gave it to Minister Qian. Minister Qian wrapped Old Madam Qian in the quilt. Fortunately, the afternoon passed quickly.
Hongling also came to deliver dinner. When she first came in, she saw that the cell was very quiet, without any sound at all. She was a little surprised and came to Qian Jiujiu Mu Yexiao.
"My Lord, Princess, I am here to deliver dinner. I made your favorite mouth-watering chicken tonight, as well as a few side dishes that you like, and chicken soup."
"The princess and the prince are both in poor health. Living in a place like this, they need to take good care of themselves."
The corner of Qian Jiujiu's mouth twitched. The people in the Qian family were used to being pampered. They had been in prison for a whole day and could not eat the prison food, so they had not eaten for the whole day.
At this moment, their stomachs were probably growling with hunger, and when they heard Hongling's voice, saying that there was chicken, soup, and side dishes, their appetites were really getting worse.
It was a pity that she could only watch others eat, which was extremely torturous. Qian Jiujiu thought of Old Madam Qian and looked at Hong Ling: "Go prepare a bowl of porridge and bring it to the old lady."
"Also bring a pill for the typhoid fever and give it to the old lady."
Hong Ling pouted: "Princess, you are just kind-hearted. There is not a single good person in the Qian family, and you are still protecting them."
Although Hongling said this, she quickly went out and told Qinglian to bring these things. She gave Madam Qian the medicine and let her fall asleep on the quilt.
Qian Jiujiu looked at Mu Yexiao: "My Lord, you really won't go back after dark? Do you want to sleep here with me?"
Mu Yexiao snorted, "What's wrong? You can sleep, but I can't? I want to stay here with you. Madam, please don't chase me away, okay?"
In fact, there has been no second time since the last time he and Qian Jiujiu showed affection. Mu Yexiao was very upset. He had clearly put the food in his mouth, but Qian Jiujiu escaped.
From then on, Mu Yexiao tried every possible means to climb onto Qian Jiujiu's bed. Not to mention doing any exercise, he just felt very sleepy just sleeping on the same bed with her.
Now he finally has a chance to sleep on the same bed. Although there are some spectators around and the environment is not very good, that cannot stop him from climbing onto Qian Jiujiu's bed today.
Even if nothing can be done, it is good to smell the scent on Qian Jiujiu. This is what Mu Yexiao really thinks at this moment, but Qian Jiujiu is completely unaware of it.
Qian Jiujiu was still a little moved at this time. That prince Mu Yexiao, who was dressed in fine clothes and fed with delicious food, was actually willing to sleep with her in the cell, such a simple environment.
How rare this is! Of course, if Qian Jiujiu knew what Mu Yexiao was thinking, she would probably consider whether she was being too harsh on Mu Yexiao.
It's fine if you don't allow me to be intimate, but it's not good to not let me get close to you. Looking at Mu Yexiao: "It's still early now, I'll teach you how to play poker."
Playing poker? What is that? Mu Yexiao's eyes sparkled and he nodded: "Is this the boudoir fun invented by my wife?"
Ahem! Qian Jiujiu almost choked on her own saliva. She turned around and glared at Mu Yexiao. Boudoir, what the hell, who the hell is interested in playing boudoir fun with you in front of so many people
Do you know how to use words
Mu Yexiao, who was glared at by his wife, didn't realize that there was anything wrong with himself. Instead, he happily waited for his wife to get busy.
Qian Jiujiu quickly made a pair of Ouks, which was of course made of paper and was a bit soft, which made Qian Jiujiu a little dissatisfied, but he just used it.
Just looking at the Arabic numerals, Qian Jiujiu felt sad. Mu Yexiao found it funny that he didn't know Arabic numerals. He sighed and put away the poker cards he had made.
Then he came to Mu Yexiao and said, "It's better to go to bed early."
Mu Yexiao looked confused. Wasn't his wife so excited just now? Why is she so dull now? "What's wrong with Jiuer? Is there any problem?"
"You said I'll take care of it, and you can play whatever you want?"
Qian Jiujiu blinked twice: "Really? Well, I'll teach you how to play now and show you what I made."
Qian Jiujiu took out the poker cards she made, found the Arabic numbers 1 to 10 in them, and looked at Mu Yexiao: "Come, I'll teach you to recognize these numbers."
"This is 1, this is 2, this is..."
Qian Jiujiu had always known that Mu Yexiao was very smart. In less than an hour, he not only memorized the numbers 1 to 10, but also learned how to play poker.
At this time, two people were playing poker enthusiastically on the simple quilt bed in the cell!
When teaching just now, Qian Jiujiu spoke very quietly so that no one else could hear, so now Qian Shangshu and others didn't know what the two of them were playing when they were having so much fun together.
At the beginning, Qian Jiujiu could still win a few times, but later on he lost every time. Now it was Qian Jiujiu's turn to be depressed, and he looked at Mu Yexiao.
"Did you cheat?"
Mu Yexiao blinked at Qian Jiujiu and said, "Jiu'er, it's not good to cheat when you can't win. Now, how can I cheat?"
Qian Jiujiu thought about it and agreed. Mu Yexiao shouldn’t be able to memorize the positions of the cards while shuffling them. Such a powerful skill would be difficult to practice.
Mu Yexiao smiled and looked at Qian Jiujiu: "Jiuer, did you invent this number yourself?"
When Qian Jiujiu saw Mu Yexiao asking this, how could she not know that this guy must have discovered something sensitively. If this set of numbers was promoted, it would be of great benefit to the development of the Great Zhou Kingdom.
He smiled and shook his head: "No, but if you want to use it, you can still use it. After all, in this world, besides you and me, I don't know who else can do it."
Mu Yexiao looked at Qian Jiujiu in surprise and said, "Since you didn't invent it, how do you know that no one knows about it except us two?"
Qian Jiujiu smiled: "This was invented by my master, who has passed away. Of course, only we know about it."