The daily life of the great devil's favorite wife

Chapter 1377 Breaking Dawn
At night, the dungeon's defense changes are proceeding in an orderly manner.

Song Rong sat on the withered grass, playing with the teacup in his hand, looking comfortable.At this moment, he not only has fragrant tea to taste, but also various delicacies in front of him.Such dishes made the previous bandits salivate for a while.

When it was time to switch defenses, some people didn't even want to leave, and wanted to have a drink or two with this lord.

In contrast, Mo Yonghong in the cell next to him was much worse.It seemed that he was afraid that he would escape, but his hands were still locked by the shackles on the wall, not to mention escaping, and it was not convenient for him to even eat.

Looking at the man next to him right now, tsk, it's like heaven and earth.

"Hong Wang, you are a prince, you don't covet me so much, do you?"

Looking back at Mo Yonghong, Song Rong smiled at him while chewing on the delicacies.I don't know how to get it, but I felt like eating a meal with a severed head.

"Aren't you from above? Why, you accidentally made a mistake and became my neighbor?"

Mo Yonghong looked at Song Rong carefully again, he was sure and sure, he had seen the man in front of him when he was interrogated before.Moreover, this person's status among Mo Zhao and others is still low.

Putting down the chopsticks, Song Rong put his hands behind his back and walked slowly.While pacing, he still muttered something in his mouth:
"It's said that the moon has its ups and downs, and people have their misfortunes and blessings. You, a prince, are about to die. Why can't I come here?"

Apparently Sung-jung is talkative.

His talkativeness made Mo Yonghong feel light, and he was willing to talk to him a few more words.

"You talk like a river. It's a pity to die here."

Time slipped away between the chatting between the two, and after a while, Uncle Yuan brought Wu Jiang and Su Pingting and stood outside the cell.But Uncle Yuan didn't stop Song Rong from chatting.

He just opened Mo Yonghong's cell door as usual, and sat on the dry grass inside.

Wu Jiang and Su Pingting sat outside the cell door together, but Wu Jiang sat outside Mo Yonghong's cell door, while Su Pingting chose to sit outside Song Rong's door this time.

The man looked at the stubborn Su Pingting and shook his head slightly.

Holding the teapot, he walked up to the girl step by step, handed her a teacup, and poured her a cup of tea.

"Pingting, don't try to persuade your master. I know too much, and I can't stay in the Wu clan. I will die sooner or later. Even if I don't die, I will..."

At this point, Song Rong hesitated to speak.

"why……"

Su Pingting didn't take the teacup, but just stared at Song Rong with a questioning expression.She didn't think Song Rong would want to die, and no one would really want to die.

At least Song Rong's life was not so desperate.

"Take it."

Forcibly stuffing the teacup in Su Pingting's hand, Song Rong gently touched her.

"In this world, there are many involuntary things. I want to leave, because I also have my beliefs. You are still young, and you will understand later."

After Song Rong finished speaking, he drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

Perhaps seeing Song Rong drinking the tea, Su Pingting didn't want to delay, and immediately drank the tea in the cup.

But she didn't notice while drinking the tea, at this moment Wu Jiang was looking at her and Song Rong suspiciously, those clear eyes were full of surprise and a hint of vigilance.

It wasn't until he realized that Song Rong was looking at him that Wu Jiang turned his bright eyes and pretended not to see it.

Two prisoners, three guards.There are five people in total, but they all have different thoughts at the moment.

The tranquility continued quietly, until an hour later, Su Pingting realized that she was completely powerless.

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(End of this chapter)