However, as soon as she felt depressed, she began to miss home.
"What's wrong?" Yi Qian Xun turned around and asked when he saw that Si Yaya was silent.
Si Yaya came to her senses. "No, nothing."
She lifted the hem of her skirt and quickly followed up. Yi Qian Xun looked at her twice and felt that something was wrong with her.
When the jailer got the news that he was coming, he had been waiting outside the cell for a long time. Seeing Yi Qiantu and Si Yaya come up with black and white faces, his face was expressionless, just like black and white Wuchang.
He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and bowed, "Greetings, Your Highness. Greetings, Miss Si."
Yi Qiantu nodded slightly and said, "Huanghai Tao, who was sent here yesterday, take us to meet him."
"Yes, yes." The jailer answered
