MTL - Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort-Chapter 63 Mysterious old man in the prison

Older people's ears are particularly spirited. This is not false, but-it's impossible to achieve that.

I faintly feel that the old man in front of me is not simple, but I can look up and down, except that his eyes are extremely restrained, his skinny and slender face, no different from an ordinary prisoner.

So I replied, "Because, that's not what I know, even if you confess, it's framed."

He looked at me with a bit of surprise: "Unexpectedly, your girl is still a bit boned."

backbone? I laughed bitterly. If there was really bone spirit, I would not follow Wan Yingxue behind Yao Yingxue, so I said bluntly, "It's not bone spirit, I just-believe the axiom."

"Axiom? Is there an axiom in this world?"

The mention of these two words seemed to have stepped on the old man's tail, and his original peaceful voice immediately sharpened: "What the Royal said is axiomatic, even if they know nothing about the truth, even if they know it. It's wrong, but for their sake, they have to insist on wrong, this is axiom! "

"No, this is not axiomatic!" I said positively: "I said what people want, and it is truly fair!"

"True fairness?" He chewed these words carefully, muttering, like sighing, and like a lot of helplessness.

After a while, he turned to look at me again, as if smiling, and said, "Well, your girl is an appetite for my old man, come—" He said as he moved to the fence and looked My old wound was healed and my newly injured hand was spitted into my palm. Both hands were rubbed apart and rubbed over my fingers.

So dirty!

There was nausea in my heart, and I wanted to retract my hand to avoid it, but my hands were already so painful that I lost consciousness, and I could only watch him wipe his saliva on my hand.

Looking at my disgusted eyes, he grinned: "I feel dirty? My blood is all elixir, and my sputum is more effective than those medicines, so I can give you a lift, little girl!"

Sure enough, the hot pain in the place he wiped away immediately relieved a lot.

I looked at him with surprise: "You-you are-"

He smiled lightly, didn't speak, and reached over and rubbed my brows with his thick thumb. The strength was not too heavy, it was just right, very comfortable, and there was a burst of tiredness.

"Have a good rest, girls like you, have to endure ..."

He heard this old voice in the chaos, and I fell into darkness again.

However, this time is different from the previous fainting. I slept very comfortably, and even the hot pain on my hands was relieved. It was already the next night when I woke up. I just felt better than before, and even kept lingering. The low fever is gone.

A joy in my heart, I was about to thank the old man next door, but before I could get up from the ground, several jailers ran over to open the prison door, and said fiercely, "Get up!"