The Crown Prince I’m Raising Has Turned Evil

Chapter 120: Who does it better

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The Mu family is far away in Dongling, and they rarely return to the capital, and Muru Shi has no son... In this way, the only intersection between the two of them is the emperor's teacher.

And the emperor was very kind to her from the beginning. She could use the vision that spanned the times to help him, and he could also make her rise to the sky and lead a better life.

If Muru Shi was jealous of the emperor's kindness to her, it could not have erupted now, so the only possibility is...

that is…

Xie Linlang was extremely frightened when she thought about it. Originally, she would not be afraid of anything, but she couldn't help leaning against the wooden fence and hugged herself tightly.

It was getting dark soon, and in order to avoid suspicion, the emperor would definitely not send someone in today.

Although the jailer received the news that they wanted to be nicer to her, at most they didn't beat or scold her, and they didn't deduct food. There was no such thing as a quilt.

So Xie Linlang could only hold herself, and if she felt cold, she would think of something to divert her attention.

She was originally thinking about how to get out, how to make the emperor continue to fulfill his promise, and so on.

But thinking about it, she couldn't help but think of Qin Jue, Xiaoxi, Huang Lao, Mr. Liu...

And I don't know how Xiangcheng is built. If she is not here, no one should be lazy, right

Thinking of this, Xie Linlang gave a bad smile.

Surely no one will be lazy. She forces everyone to keep running, and her control method is like running a large military factory. After a long time, it will become a habit, so even if she is gone, with Qin Jue watching, she will not. Something went wrong.

The more she thinks about it, the more she misses it. In Xiangcheng, she will not be wronged... It's like now, she is very hungry. If she is in Xiangcheng, as long as she wants to eat, no matter how late, the chef of the government office will Mother will rack her brains to do it for her.

Although what she made was not the taste she wanted, she could taste the other person's intentions.

Moreover, she sometimes went to bed very late, and the cook would silently make a bowl of gnocchi and bring it over. Every time she delivered it, the noodles became thicker, but when she recalled the taste, she felt craving for it.

There is also Xiaoxi, Xiaoxi is a dead duck, and every time she sees her writing and drawing, she stays in one position without moving. After a long time, she can't help but run over, massage her, and nag her at the same time. A disease like that to scare her.

As for Qin Jue... Qin Jue is still very gentle, but his gentleness was on the surface before, but now it is in the bottom of his heart, and it only stays at certain times and blooms quietly.

Many times, she fell asleep on the table before finishing her work, but when she woke up the next day, the accounts that should be settled and the things that should be done were clearly laid out on the table, and she was wrapped in a cocoon. , buried in the quilt, and struggled for a long time each time to get out.

When she was at the desk, seeing that everything was done, she crawled back and went back to sleep again...

Xie Linlang thought about it, fell asleep with a smile, and after an unknown amount of time, a piece of clothing passed through the fence and quietly covered her.

She woke up immediately, turned her head sharply, but was covered by a hand!

Under the dim candlelight, an ordinary-looking jailer was half-squatting outside the fence. He had a pair of eyes that were as cold as ink, and his fingertips had a faint cold fragrance.

Xie Linlang originally wanted to fight back, but after seeing the opponent clearly, she was stunned.

Qin Jue…

Her heart skipped a beat!

She only arrived in the capital today, but she was arrested, and Qin Jue appeared here, doesn't it mean that Qin Jue has always followed her? !

Qin Jue squatted in front of her across the fence and lowered her voice.

"Do not talk."

Xie Linlang nodded, sitting on the ground, her eyes were still shining.

"How did you come?"

Qin Jue didn't answer, but took out an oiled paper bag from her arms.

"Eat first."

Xie Linlang stretched out his hand to take it with his body temperature on the oil paper bag, a little suspicious that she was dreaming.

Soon the smell of the food made her realize that she wasn't dreaming, and she lowered her voice in a series of low questions.

"How did you get in? Will it be dangerous? And who is in charge of Xiangcheng? There won't be a problem, right?"

The more she asked, the faster she spoke, and she seemed very anxious, but Qin Jue would not forget that when she just came, she huddled in the corner and hugged herself...

It was obvious that she was the one in the most dangerous situation, but this fool kept asking others.

The tip of his heart moved, and his fingers passed through the wooden fence and tapped between her lips, stopping everything she wanted to say next.

In the dim light, there was a dim light in his eyes, which seemed to be deserted, but there was a hidden tenderness.

"Don't ask, eat first."

Xie Linlang felt his fingers leave, licked his lips, and issued the word "oh".

Then obediently opened the oil paper bag.

Inside the oil-paper bag was a beautifully roasted chicken on the half side. It looked like the kind that the Beijing Grand Restaurant limited every day. Xie Linlang's eyes lit up, and she was really hungry, so she took a bite!

An indescribable taste spread in her mouth, and she didn't have to think to know whose craftsmanship it was. She clearly wanted to laugh, but her eyes turned red, and then she turned her head and asked.

"Where did you buy this?"

Qin Jue was a little wary. Could it be that the spices he just bought were not delicious

So he paused for a second and said, "... Bought from Piaoxiang Lou."

Xie Linlang nodded, took another big bite, and said with squinting eyes.

"Then they must have the best chefs in the world! That's why they can make such delicious food!"

The corners of Qin Jue's mouth were slightly upturned. He wanted Xie Linlang to only eat what he made, but he was a little reluctant to say it. But seeing her compliments and the way she liked it very much, he wanted to ask her if it was "Piaoxianglou". It's delicious, and it's still delicious.

Because Xie Linlang was locked at the bottom of the prison, there were no prisoners around, but Qin Jue couldn't stay for too long, so when Xie Linlang finished eating, he said.

"Don't worry too much, I'll get you out."

Xie Linlang, who had eaten, regained her energy again, and said immediately, "Don't worry about it! I can handle this matter, and I can go out in a few days!"

Qin Jue pursed her lips, remembering Xie Linlang's ability, she must be confident to say such a thing, so he put a small whistle in Xie Linlang's hand and instructed.

"If something goes wrong, blow the whistle three times into the little window behind you, and I'll come to your rescue."

Xie Linlang originally wanted to say no, but if he didn't accept it, Qin Jue would definitely be worried, so she accepted it directly to reassure him.

Seeing that Qin Jue stood up after speaking, but didn't leave, Xie Linlang couldn't help asking, "Is there anything else?"

Qin Jue shook her head, then took out a small bag from her arms and gave it to her, putting it in her palm.

"It's sugar in it."

Xie Linlang was stunned for a moment, just wanted to say that she is such an adult, is it possible that she still needs some snacks? As a result, Qin Jue continued.

"When you feel unhappy, don't fight hard, don't hide everything in your heart, if I'm not here, you can eat candy, if I'm here, you can tell me all the uncomfortable things, and I will help you solve it."

"…you can't always protect me, can you?"

His eyes seemed to have deep meaning, but at this point, he turned around and left, leaving Xie Linlang to look at the candy in his hand, a little dazed.

After a while, she shook her head and chuckled, picked up one and put it in her mouth, squinting her eyes somewhat comfortably.