Chapter 8 Burnt out the brain
In Dongning County, candlelight flickered in the county jail, and four guards guarding the cells patrolled in two shifts.
It was already halfway through the night, and the government officials couldn't bear the intrusion of sleep. After the last patrol, they all fell asleep on the table, snoring like thunder.
A gust of wind passed by, and the key chain hanging on the wall made a few crisp sounds when it collided, and then ran towards the depths of the prison together with a green shadow.
In the cell at the end, the oil lamp on the table had long been extinguished, and only some light came through the half-foot window on the wall, illuminating the straw mat below.
The thin quilt was left aside, and a thin figure was lying on the straw mat, with messy black hair hanging on the back, and the thin body could not stop shivering due to the cold spring night.
Shang Wan stood at the cell door and stared for a long time. Although she couldn't see her face, she could only see her figure. The person inside must be her cheap husband, right?
She opened the cell door with the key that came with her and went in. The huddled figure suddenly stopped shaking when she heard the movement, but did not turn around.
"Come over and talk if you're not asleep. I have something to ask you." Shang Wan put the keys on the table and leaned against the table with his arms folded.
Hearing this familiar voice, Lu Chengjing suddenly opened his closed eyes. How could it be her?
He sat up, turned his head, and looked at the person standing at the table in the moonlight, his eyes unable to conceal his surprise, "How did you get in?"
"Of course I walked in." Shang Wan looked at the people on the straw mat. Although the cell was dark, it did not prevent her from seeing Lu Chengjing's good looks.
She has beautiful starry eyes, her eyes are like paint, and her nose and mouth are just right. His face was a little dirty and his hair was messy, but his elegance could not be concealed.
This kind of appearance is commonly said to look good even if you wear a sack.
Even though he was thinner, his lips were paler, and his cheeks were unusually red.
Shang Wan frowned slightly. In the memory of the original owner, Lu Chengjing was born prematurely and had been weak since he was a child. Was he sick?
"Why don't you cover yourself with a quilt when it's cold?" She walked over and picked up the thin quilt beside the straw mat, and a sour smell suddenly poured into her nose.
Ignoring the unpleasant smell, she directly wrapped the thin quilt around Lu Chengjing and sat down on the edge of the straw mat to take a closer look at her cheap husband.
Ignoring the smell, it looks better up close and is durable. Even if it is kept as a vase at home, it is very pleasing to the eye. Not to mention that this person has the reputation of being a scholar, which can bring a lot of benefits to the home.
Shang Yankong Wan felt like he had found a big deal, and a sincere smile appeared on his lips.
Lu Chengjing felt a little uncomfortable under Shang Wan's direct gaze. He turned his face slightly and pursed his pale lips. He was about to say something when a cold hand suddenly fell on his hot forehead and beside his ear. There was a whisper, "Sure enough, I have a fever."
Shang Wan moved her white fingers down to the tip of his nose and found that even the breath he exhaled was hot.
No wonder I shivered by myself without a quilt to keep warm. It turned out that my brain was burned out.
Tucking the thin blanket around him tighter, Shang Wan stood up, opened the cell door and went out.
Lu Chengjing looked at her leaving figure, his long eyelashes half drooped, feeling a little disappointed for no reason.
After a while, Shang Wan came back with half a bowl of water, put it to his white lips, "Drink it."
Lu Chengjing was surprised that she didn't leave. He raised his eyelids to look at her, stretched out his left hand to take it, and drank it slowly.
Yo, isn't this pretty good? How could he be as cold as the original owner in his memory?
Shang Wan snored with satisfaction. Her husband's messy long hair didn't feel good to the touch, but she was quite happy to touch it.
She just added three drops of spiritual spring water to the water. Drinking this bowl will relieve the fever.
After Lu Chengjing finished drinking, Shang Wan took the bowl and stared at him, "What's wrong with your right hand?"
From now on, whether he was sitting up from the straw mat, holding the quilt, or receiving the bowl, Lu Chengjing always used his left hand. But in the memory of the original owner, this person was not left-handed. "The hand tendon is broken." Lu Chengjing said it lightly, but Shang Wan didn't miss the sadness that flashed in his eyes.
The right hand is so important to a scholar. If the tendon of the hand is broken, the hand will be useless.
She narrowed her eyes and felt an unknown fire in her heart, "Who did it?"
Lu Chengjing lowered his eyelashes and did not answer.
Shang Wan clenched his fists, suppressed his anger, and lifted off the thin quilt wrapped around Lu Chengjing's body, pressed him on the bed, and started from the scalp, checking down inch by inch.
"What are you doing?" Lu Chengjing wanted to push the person on him away, but Shang Wan's strength was beyond his imagination and he couldn't push him away at all. In embarrassment, his slightly flushed face suddenly became brighter than the sunset on the horizon.
"Be honest." Shang Wan gave him a warning look, her white fingers gently touching the whip wound on his chest that was still bleeding, and a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Lu Chengjing saw it inadvertently, and after a pause in his push, he blurted out, "You are not Shang Wan."
Shang Wan had a timid and selfish temperament, and would just cry when things happened without his own opinion. His good sister-in-law "carefully" chose his wife for him, how could he have such captivating eyes?
"I am." But not the original one.
Shang Wan let go of him and glanced at his immobile legs hidden under his trousers, feeling even more angry.
"Who are you?" Lu Chengjing sat up with difficulty, his eyes wandering in front of Shang Wan, "Shang Wan can't go to jail at night for me, and he doesn't have the ability."
Shang Wan looked at him. Did his IQ regain the high ground after the fever subsided?
Tsk, I was better behaved just now.
"I'm only going to say this once, please listen clearly," Shang Wan leaned forward and their eyes met, "I, it's Shang Wan."
"You..." Lu Chengjing retorted subconsciously. Shang Wan stared at his white lips, "I'll kiss you again."
Lu Chengjing: "..." Gangster!
He quickly shut his mouth tightly.
"That's good." Shang Wan patted his head with satisfaction, "You can tell me who did it later. I don't have much time. Let's cut a long story short. Is it okay to rob the prison?"
She didn't want her injured vase to stay in this terrible prison anymore.
"No." Lu Chengjing retorted without thinking, "Jailbreaking will only confirm my crime, and a harsh sentence will also implicate my family."
Shang Wan pouted, the Lu family was afraid of being implicated.
"I forgot to tell you that the Lu family has exterminated our family of three overnight and left the house."
"What?" Lu Chengjing's pupils shrank suddenly, his left hand clenched into a fist, and he even breathed heavily.
"I'm still sick. Don't be angry about those irrelevant people." Shang Wan opened the five fingers of his left hand one by one, thinking that the bones and flesh of this hand were even, the fingers were slender and beautiful, as good-looking as the cheap husband's face.
An unfamiliar kneading feeling came from his fingers. Lu Chengjing couldn't care less about his anger and disappointment. He was so shocked that he retracted his hand. His dark eyes stared at the woman beside him warily, with a hint of annoyance on his handsome face.
How can a woman hold onto a man’s hand and not let go? Acting so outrageously, this woman must not be Shang Wan!
Shang Wan blinked innocently. She just admired the beautiful hands and pinched them twice. Why did her husband look like she was going to rape him?
She and the original owner have given birth to a baby, so what?
(End of this chapter)