"That has to be a man." He looked at her with a gentle smile.
"Isn't it a man?" She finally became curious, "A female general?"
"Who knows?" He got up, opened the curtain, and the maids came in like a stream of water, arranged a table on the couch, and served food.
The food is rich, but it doesn't look very delicate. The big bright red plate contains red, white and white minced meat. It seems that it hasn't been cooked enough, showing some blood, reminiscent of everything seen in the underground prison.
Jin Siyu placed the bowls and chopsticks for her with a smile, and said: "This is our famous 'Snow Qiong Meat Soup' in Dai Viet. It doesn't look like much, but it's already cooked. A lot of egg white is added to it, and it's very tender when steamed in a basket. , don't miss it."
She sat on the bed, staring blankly at the dish. The maid knelt on the bed, filled a bowl with a small bowl, and served her to eat.
She turned her head decisively.
"I can not eat."
"Why?" Jin Siyu sat cross-legged across from her, took a bite, and asked her in a puzzled manner.
She pursed her lips and said nothing.
"It's shameful to waste food." He put his face down, put down his bowl, scooped up a spoonful and stuffed it into her mouth, "If you don't eat this, you'll go down to eat prison food!"
She tried her best to dodge, but her weak body couldn't withstand his strength, a mouthful was stuffed in her mouth, before she could chew it, she spit it out in a "wow", spraying the red brocade bedding stains.
Jin Siyu put the bowl and chopsticks down heavily, and the porcelain bottom hit the ebony small table with a clear and crisp sound.
"I can't eat it." She said out of breath without looking at his face, "When I see this, I think of... Hua Qiong."
Jin Siyu narrowed his eyes, and said lightly: "You admitted it honestly."
"You said she died for me." Tears welled up in her eyes, stubbornly refusing to let them fall, "I eat and sleep here, but she is going to be tortured, I want to eat, am I human? "
"Then think about it quickly." Jin Siyu said, "Who told you not to?"
"I don't want to!" She flipped the dining table abruptly, "I think I need to suffer this? It's what it should be, but it was pulled by a rope to the entrance of the vegetable market and chopped! It's worth being here by you Do you want to eat something as disgusting as brains after endless testing?"
The "brains" together with the bowls and chopsticks soup turned over and splashed on his clothes. The maids were so shocked that they forgot to react, and stood there like logs.
Jin Siyu was also stunned opposite, staring at her dumbfounded, thinking that he would lose his temper, and it turned out that when he lost his temper, he was as ferocious as a mother worm.
Seeing her disfigured clothes covered in red, white and white pieces of meat, thinking of her description, she suddenly felt sick and almost vomited, she was furious, turned her head and yelled at the maid: "Come up quickly!" tidy!"
The maid Qiqi trembled in fright, and came up to tidy up tremblingly with tears in her eyes, not without grievances in her heart—the table was overturned by someone else, and the other party was still a prisoner, so why were they the ones who were scolded
His Royal Highness Wang An has always been gentle and gentle, a humble gentleman respected by everyone. In the past, he seldom spoke ill of his servants, but today he lashed out several times a day. The maids felt that His Highness had been a little abnormal since he met this prisoner.
After changing the quilt and clearing the table, Jin Siyu also changed his clothes, and ordered coldly: "Serve the dishes again."
"I don't want to eat." She was stunned for a moment before blurting out a sentence.
Jin Siyu looked at her with dark eyes, and suddenly sneered: "You don't want her to die so much, why don't you trade your life for your life?"
She froze for a moment, and murmured, "Change your life?"
"Take your own life in exchange for hers." Jin Siyu said lightly, "Don't pretend to be so holy and noble, since you know that people are going to die for you, you are just making a fuss about refusing to eat minced meat. Said to die on her behalf? What you call life and death is nothing more than that."
His tone was harsh, with a sneer on his face, waiting for her to have another attack, but she didn't move, she was silently meditating, with a gloomy expression, sighed for a while, and said: "I want to live."
Jin Siyu sneered even harder.
"However." She suddenly raised her head and smiled, still the kind of loose smile, not sharp and aggressive, and for some reason, her heart trembled when she saw him, "I don't think you will let me go after all. ,so… "
She climbed to the bed, didn't put on her shoes, and walked out the door without looking back, "Goodbye, never."
"What are you doing!" Jin Siyu looked at her crooked, fumbling, and groping steps, and felt that his anger was like the flames in the stove, which couldn't be suppressed.
"Go to prison for dinner." She walked crookedly and answered lightly.
Before reaching the door, the light and shadow behind her dimmed, and her waist tightened. Before she could struggle, she was thrown back on the bed by his waist.
Breathing up in one breath, she began to cough, her chest heaved, her breath was broken, a faint blush appeared on her already pale cheeks, against the flowing eyes of autumn water, she was as weak as a cloud.
Jin Siyu was startled again.
He leaned over her, wanting to give a cold lesson to this woman who is soft on the outside and determined on the inside, so he let go. His eyes fell like this, and he met her beautiful face, the color of her lips and cheeks under the steamy eyes. They were all flushed because of some movement, and there was a snow-white and slender neck below, and the collar was a little spread out, revealing a delicate and delicate collarbone, and further down...
Jin Siyu closed his eyes in a panic, and suddenly found that his hand was still stuck on her waist, the tentacles were soft and soft, with a narrow grip, and the slenderness had the unique flexibility of a martial arts woman, which made people want to try The urge to break, or want to see what kind of angle this softness can be folded under him.
With such a thought, his mind became dizzy, his breathing became short of breath, the maids all around were winking, and they retreated silently, and the last one carefully closed the door.
Closing the door, they looked at each other and curled their lips—Da Viet female prisoners of war, most of them ended up like this. Seeing His Royal Highness An's emotional state, this woman's life was probably saved.
The sound of the door closing startled the confused Jin Siyu to wake up, he smiled softly, let go of her waist, took a silk handkerchief, and wiped it off for her when she walked barefoot on the ground just now, leaving behind The dust and mud under it.