To be honest, she didn't feel hungry for several days.

But Zhuang Yunshu looked like he couldn't do it.

Although Ji Tangtang didn't like the style of his brother and sister-in-law, she was not so cruel that she watched her sister-in-law starve to death, so she threw the steamed buns to Zhuang Yunshu when the prison guard was not paying attention.

Zhuang Yunshu didn't care whether there was dust on the steamed buns, so he grabbed them and stuffed them into his mouth.

She was so hungry.

A whole steamed bun was stuffed into my stomach and a bowl of clean water. Although I couldn't say I could eat enough, I finally no longer felt that burning and terrible feeling in my stomach.

After eating and drinking, she leaned against the wall to breathe and rest.

After a long time, she looked up and looked at the next cell.

Ji Tangtang sat upright in the corner, leaning against the wall, with a quiet expression.

Although in the dark cell, her white dress was still spotless, like a fairy who was out of the dust.

Her appearance is not as perfect as Hongdou and Jun Yuexi, nor as beautiful and sweet as Yun Dai, but she has a unique posture of being proud of frost and snow.

Especially after breaking her arm, she cut off the relationship between men and women in the secular world and took over as the leader of the Jiuli clan, and the humanity in her body became less and less.

Zhuang Yunshu looked at her and said softly: "Tangtang, I ate all the steamed buns, what should you do?"

Ji Tangtang said lightly: "I'm not hungry."

How could I not be hungry if I haven’t eaten the rice for three days?

Zhuang Yunshu doesn't believe it.

She regretted it a little and did not leave half of the steamed buns for her.

She was so hungry that she ate the whole bun.

She sat against the wall, hugged her knees with her hands, and whispered: "How come we have fallen into such a field?"

Ji Tangtang didn't say anything.

She didn't feel that she was miserable now.

For her, as long as her heart is calm, it doesn’t matter where she is.

Zhuang Yunshu said again: "Did you say, did the Queen give this steamed bun? Why did she only give you one steamed bun but not me?"

Ji Tangtang didn't say anything, and she sighed again: "It seems that because of Wen Yuan's affairs, the Empress has rejected me."

Ji Tangtang said, "If it were because of Ji Wenyuan, I was his own sister, Sister Yun should have disliked me."

"You are different from me."

“Where is different?”

"I used to have a very good relationship with the Empress, and the Empress must trust me. But this time... for Wenyuan and for the sake of the child, I deceived her. The Empress must be disappointed with me."

Speaking of the uncomfortable parts, she choked and covered her face, tears flowing out from her fingers.

Ji Tangtang looked at her coldly, not moved by her crying.

"You asked for it yourself," she said.

"What?" Zhuang Yunshu looked up at her.

Ji Tangtang said: "You are married to others and cannot be favored by the Emperor of the Great Zhou, so you are greedy for Ji Wenyuan's enthusiasm. You know that he doesn't live long, but you still follow him. If you are willing to follow him and marry him, you can say that your love is stronger than Jin. But for your own children, you will harm others, and I will not agree. Sister Yun deserves to hate you. Don't cry hypocritically."

Zhuang Yunshu's face turned pale when she said it, but when she thought of Ji Wenyuan being hung on the city tower, she felt very sad again.

"Your brother is dead, you are not sad at all, don't you hate me?" she said.

"What do you hate? This is the life of the men of the Ji family."
Chapter completed!