The Queen of Salted Fish is an Inventor

Chapter 229 Sister, I'm Sorry

Yan Ruoli heard the whole story from beginning to end, until Yan Weiqing finished speaking, she took out a potato from her sleeve pocket: "Do you know this thing?"

Maybe it was far away, or the light in the cell was dim, Yan Weiqing watched it for more than a minute, then shook his head blankly and said: "I've never seen it before."

Yan Ruoli's heart fell to the ground.

Mo Lingtian, who was standing in the darkness, heaved a sigh of relief for no reason.

Eunuch Wei asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, do you really believe what Young General Wei said?"

Even with injuries on his body, he ran to a dark and humid place like a prison cell, which is enough to prove that his master is still worried about Concubine Yan.

Without answering Eunuch Wei's question, Mo Lingtian's eyes fell on Yan Ruoli.

At this time, her body was covered with a faint halo, and her concentrated appearance was tinged with a trace of heroism for no reason.

Mo Lingtian couldn't help but be enthralled.

"I'm asking you, Zhang Zhen is your old subordinate, can you trust him?"

The crux of the problem lies in this person.

But it is not easy to start with him.

Seeing Yan Ruoli's serious face, Yan Weiqing knew that this was not the time to face Zhang Zhen.

"Although he is not my old subordinate, he is a citizen of my opium country."

As soon as he said this, the expression of Jin Yu who was following behind Yan Ruoli changed immediately.

Even Eunuch Wei beside Mo Lingtian couldn't help but look at Mo Lingtian worriedly.

On the contrary, Yan Ruoli remained calm and composed, as if she hadn't heard the words "Da Yan Guo".

"That means you're sure he's loyal to you?"

Yan Weiqing was shaken by this question, he shook his head to express his uncertainty.

He was sure that Zhang Zhen was loyal to the country of opium, but he was not sure whether he was loyal to himself.

"I understand." Before Yan Weiqing could speak, Yan Ruoli found the answer in his eyes.

And she said Ben Gong, not me, which is enough to represent her identity.

"You can eat first, it will be cold in a while, I will come to see you in two days."

Yan Ruoli got up and left.

Yan Weiqing hastily stepped forward two steps, stretched out his hand to grab the fence and said, "Sister, I'm sorry."

Yan Ruoli's whole body froze. Although she didn't look back, she knew what his three words represented.

"Wei Qing, I entered the palace voluntarily, and it has nothing to do with you."

After leaving these words, she quickly got out of the jail, unwilling to look at the guilty face of her younger brother behind her at all.

She did enter the palace voluntarily, so who is to blame?

Now it's hard to ride a tiger, so I can only take one step at a time.

After getting out of the gate of the prison, I was about to ask Zhang Zhen for clarification.

But he didn't want to meet Concubine Jiang at the gate of the prison.

"It's such a coincidence to meet Concubine Yan here!"

Walking slowly with a mocking smile, Concubine Jiang's eyes were full of contempt.

"What a coincidence! I didn't expect to meet Concubine Jiang at the gate of the prison, but I don't know who can make Concubine Jiang condescend here."

Yan Ruoli counterattacked calmly, her face was as calm as usual, and no one could catch a trace of it.

Concubine Jiang stood still, looking at Yan Ruoli with burning eyes, without any trace of concealment, she said in a low voice: "Of course I came to see your sister and brother's affection, otherwise this big show will be arranged by the palace."

Clenching her fists tightly, Yan Ruoli suppressed the urge to beat someone up, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips and said, "I've seen stupid people before, but I've never seen Concubine Jiang, you are so stupid that you took the initiative to send me away. Come and confess everything."

"Hehe, so what if I admit it? What can you do to me? What's more, there are only you and me here. As for their words, will anyone believe it?"

ps: The little cuties who are still there raise their hands, continue to support, collectively.

(End of this chapter)