In the sky prison with eight doors, Wang Cuihua was escorted in, without the arrogance of a fox fairy or witch, she kept begging for mercy: "Please, officer—let me go, my feet are swollen— I can’t move anymore—woo—” Wang Cuihua began to cry miserably.

Zhao Cheng pushed her into the cell: "Don't worry, we've arrived, you don't need to go anymore."

Wang Cuihua sat paralyzed on the ground, and started yelling again: "Oh, I'm wronged—I'm wronged—I didn't commit murder and arson, why did you arrest me—"

Zhao Cheng looked at her with a slight smile: "Hey, old witch, aren't you a psychic? I advise you to cover your ears at night."

Wang Cuihua stopped crying and stared blankly at Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng became eccentric: "Because many people died in our prison, do you still remember that Yu Pingting?"

Wang Cuihua blinked her triangular eyes: "Chen Jinhua's wife?"

"Hmph." Zhao Cheng snorted coldly, "That's right, she was here to kill Bai Zhankui. You gave me the needle."

Wang Cuihua's face turned pale immediately, as if she knew what had happened to her, she immediately waved her hands: "That's none of my business! That's what Chen Jinhua wanted! The needle that doesn't work is just an ordinary embroidery needle!"

Zhao Cheng rolled his eyes, sure enough, he stopped calling himself so soon, it was all a liar's calculation.

He sneered: "But I think that Yu Pingting doesn't care if it's your fault or not. You gave this needle. The members of the Bai family are all dead now. When our lord is investigating, it's really evil." Ah! It's not something a human can do at all." Zhao Cheng said more and more sinisterly, "You can figure it out for yourself, if Yu Pingting comes to you, we won't be able to save you, and that night, we also want to save Bai Zhankui , but, hiss..." Zhao Cheng hugged his body, and the five-year-old man pretended to be afraid, "Hey, it's almost midnight, it's the worst place in the middle of the night, I'd better go first!"

Zhao Cheng left after speaking.

Wang Cuihua was in a hurry: "My lord! My lord! Don't leave me here—" She looked around anxiously, "Daughter-in-law of the Bai family, don't come looking for me, that's what your mother-in-law wants, follow me It doesn't matter, I'm just doing business, everyone in this village does this..."

"咻~~" Suddenly, a gust of wind rolled up the straw around Wang Cuihua, Wang Cuihua was a little scared, and began to shrink back to the corner, faintly feeling that the air was also bleak and cold.

"Woo~~~Woo~~~~" Suddenly, a woman's cry came faintly, and Wang Cuihua stood up with goosebumps all over her body.

"Woo~~~Woo~~~~I died so unjustly~~~~" Suddenly, there was another man crying!

Wang Cuihua shrank into a corner and covered her ears: "Your deaths have nothing to do with me! Don't come to me! Don't come to me~~~ Amitabha, Amitabha~~~"

A few government servants hiding in the corner outside secretly laughed.

One choked his neck to imitate a woman's cry, and the others cried like a man.

Wang Quan and Zhao Cheng looked at it and laughed.

"It's almost enough, I'm too scared to interrogate tomorrow." Wang Quan left a sentence, and left with Zhao Cheng smiling.

Several yamen servants continued to tease Wang Cuihua with a smile.

"Woo~~~Woo~~~~My girl hurts so much~~~~"

Suddenly, a woman's cry sounded, and several yamen servants looked at the crying girl: "Don't talk, it's a bit fake."

The Yachai who was crying like a girl was puzzled: "I didn't learn it just now."

Several yamen servants looked at each other in a daze, their faces paled suddenly, they stopped pretending to be fools, and left quickly.

The night is deep, and the insects are quiet.

Inside the eight gates, there is a busy scene, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince actually wants to stay overnight at the eight gates!

Fu Mingrui's men, Li Lidao and Chen Chu, were also in a panic. These elites, who would not panic no matter how horrible the case, fell into panic because the prince stayed at the eight gates.

Li Lidao and Chen Chu hurriedly cleaned out the guest room, while Wu Guang and Zhang Zhihe were busy bringing hot water into the bathroom.

Others are also coming in and out, each busy. In these eight doors, there are really old men, there are no old ladies and maids.

Because the eight doors dealt with major criminal cases, how could an idler enter without permission, so the maids would not be equipped. The kitchen is also on duty for each room.

The man in the eight doors can really go out of the hall to investigate cases and enter the kitchen to cook. A good decathlon man.

All the yamen of the eight gates were mobilized tonight, and they stood guard at every level, five steps at a time, and they were almost tightly guarded.

Fu Mingrui and Duanmu Qingchen were bathing in their eight-door public bathhouse.

The eight-door bathhouse is also divided into two areas, a public area with a large bathhouse where you can take a bath. The other is a compartment, and there is a bathtub in a compartment, which can be soaked separately.

Fu Mingrui and Duanmu Qingchen shared a cubicle, but they were next door. The low partition can see each other's faces and protect each other's privacy.

Fu Mingrui looked disgusted: "Are you really not going back to the palace?" Fu Mingrui still wanted to continue to struggle, the prince stayed overnight at the eight gates, which made them very nervous.

Duanmu Qingchen lay on the edge of the barrel, squinting his peach blossom eyes and smirking: "Why, are you afraid that I will spoil the name of Fu sect master?" Rui poked on Snow White's arm.

Fu Mingrui jumped up immediately, blushing: "You are enough! Don't you think it's not enough to cause trouble for our eight doors?" His prince wanted to stay overnight, which made them "fly around" in the middle of the night ", really came to add to the chaos.

Duanmu Qingchen looked at Fu Mingrui's angry look with a smirk, and winked: "I just like to see you scold me, that's how I look like a brother."

Fu Mingrui caressed his forehead.

Duanmu Qingchen put his hands on his cheeks: "You always treat me like a prince, it's so boring. What I want is a brother, not a slave. If you want to be my slave, just eunuch."

Fu Mingrui immediately opened his beautiful eyes, Duanmu Qingchen still wants him to be a eunuch? !

Duanmu Qingchen glanced at him boredly: "I have three days, it's rare to come out, how can I go back? The palace is too boring, it's not as fun as yours, there are stories to read, cases to investigate, and beautiful women~~ next door~~ ~" When Duanmu Qingchen thought of Sanniang and Lian Youyou next door, the smile on his face became unrestrained, "Hey~~~My Sanniang~~eh? I don't seem to see Sanniang today. Did she go out? gone?"

"No." After being reminded by Duanmu Qingchen, Fu Mingrui also felt a little strange that he did not see Sanniang today, "Sanniang is the gatekeeper of their nine gates. I have seen other people go out to do errands, but never I’ve seen Sanniang leave.” Involuntarily, the curious hand in his heart began to scratch his chest again, because he remembered the nine-door backyard that he thought was strange before.