The jailer's forehead jumped several times, and he couldn't bear it anymore and said angrily: "Shut up! Your Excellency, you are so busy right now that you have no time to talk to you!"
"I'll give you some steamed buns later. If you dare to howl again, I'll chop you up and feed you to the pigs!"
Lu Sining said pitifully: "Well, you have to take ten or eight more, otherwise I won't be able to eat enough."
The jailer was so angry that he turned around and left. He shouldn't have promised her at such a young age, what a naughty child!
The jailer left angrily and came back angrily carrying a basket of steamed buns, throwing them in with a bad face.
He glared at Lu Sining and said in a rough voice, "Don't let me hear your voice again!"
"As long as you have enough food, you will have no worries in life! I promise you hehehe..."
Lu Sining happily ran over and picked up the steamed buns placed on the ground. He touched it with his little mouth, raised his face and said sweetly: "Uncle, you are such a good person!"
jailer:"……"
"You can eat, and don't make any more noise. I'm a good-tempered person, otherwise you'll have to eat a meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots!"
After the jailer finished speaking, he turned around and walked back, and unexpectedly brought two more meat buns over.
Song Mingyuan watched the whole process: "..."
Yes, the little girl can earn her own food.
Lu Sining's face turned into a smile. He took the meat bun and thanked the jailer sweetly.
Then he blinked and asked what he had been thinking about before he had time to ask.
"Uncle, is the fried meat with bamboo shoots delicious?"
The jailer choked and suddenly said with a stinking look on his face: "It doesn't taste good!"
A big kid doesn’t even know how to stir-fry meat with bamboo shoots, but he still wants to eat it. It’s true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers!
The jailer brought ten steamed buns and two meat buns. One portion was barely enough to fill the stomachs of thirteen people, but it was not enough to satisfy them at all.
Song Mingyuan was not a person who would treat her poorly. She plundered so many delicacies in her space, wasn't it just to eat?
The eyes in the dark were still monitoring her every move. Song Mingyuan kept her face hidden and secretly made a few tricks to mobilize her spiritual power to use the blindfold.
In just a blink of an eye, the people listening in the dark room behind the wall saw the Lu family eating a dozen buns, chatting for a while, and then lying down on the hay to rest.
Everything is normal, nothing unusual.
But in fact, Song Mingyuan had already brought out the delicious food one after another. In order to prevent the fragrance from leaking out and being noticed, she also used the space to isolate the sound and smell.
Since that day when she was cleansing her muscles and cutting off her marrow, her spiritual power cultivation has become smoother and smoother. Coupled with the continuous supply of spiritual energy in the space, her cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds.
Last night, I broke through the third level of the Beginner Spiritual Realm.
Song Mingyuan might not have been able to take into account space and perform spells at the same time before, but her cultivation after the third level is enough to support her in doing these things.
While taking out the dishes, Song Mingyuan reminded everyone: "Someone is spying on us, and it started after the jailer who delivered the rotten rice just left."
But as soon as these words came out, coupled with her actions of conjuring up dishes of food, the smile lines on Mrs. Lu's face almost collapsed.
"My dear, don't scare grandma. Grandma is too old to be scared."
She had forgotten the fact that Yuanyuan was different from ordinary people, and her almost subconscious first reaction was to nervously block the food.
The ladies also hurriedly hid their things, acting like thieves.
"Yuan Yuan, is this person still there now?"
"exist."
Lu Sining had meatballs in one hand and steamed cakes in the other. He was eating and drinking so much that his face looked like a little cat.
Hearing this, he was suddenly startled. He paused for a second. His little head was rapidly thinking of ways to destroy the corpse and eliminate traces. Finally, he stuffed the thing in his hand into his mouth with a loud squeal.
The little cheeks on both sides were bulging, and the black eyes were wide and round.
The other three cubs also followed the same example. The last row used to have the same expression, like a little hamster filling its mouth with food, silly and cute.
Myolie also looked nervous and alert.
Only Lu Peifeng was keenly aware that the gaze of the person peeping in the dark was disturbed.
He could still detect that hidden gaze wandering back and forth in the cell before, but now he no longer felt that way at all.
He thought that if the person under surveillance could not notice any difference in their current actions, or even be indifferent, then the other person would either lose consciousness or have hallucinations.
But Lu Peifeng knew clearly that the man hiding in the dark was conscious now.
He was under a magic spell!
Lu Peifeng was surprised. He glanced at Song Mingyuan, and the curve of his eyelashes drooped slightly.
He discovered that he didn't actually know her.
Could it be that A Yuan is really an unruly and unfettered fairy in the sky?
This method...
It's amazing.
Seeing everyone's nervous expressions, as if facing a formidable enemy, Song Mingyuan couldn't help laughing, and explained: "It's okay, just eat, don't be afraid, he can't see us, we can talk normally."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Yuan Yuan could make a living person disappear out of thin air on the first day of his exile. Now, it seems that it is not impossible to fool the people who are spying on him.
Thinking like this, my heart relaxed.
Now there was no need to worry about being discovered by others. Song Mingyuan directly set up a square table and put the dishes and chopsticks on it one by one, as well as appetizers before the meal and refreshments after the meal.
After doing this, I took some fruits outside.
She planted all these fruits in the space. She planted a little of each of the seasonal fruits collected from the palace before. Because she mobilized spiritual energy to nourish them from time to time, the fruit trees grew very quickly.
In addition to fruit trees, she also opened a small vegetable plot in the space to grow vegetables. In two days, the seedlings have sprouted. There are no pests and the growth is particularly gratifying.
The dinner was so sumptuous that if we didn't know we were in a prison cell, everyone would have thought they were in a restaurant.
This is lamb soup, pork belly, and bird's nest and shark's fin. They are not as good as the ones in restaurants!
Myolie was shocked.
She had always known that Miss Yuan would secretly replenish the supplies for them. She ate the eggs one after another and picked up the fish one after another, as if she could never finish them.
But this was the first time I saw such a scene with my own eyes!
Myolie suspected that she had frozen to death that night when she was imprisoned in the woodshed, so she imagined the world after death.
But there should be a young lady in the world after her death.
Myolie was a little depressed, but this depressed mood did not last long and was soon replaced by shock.
She looked at Song Mingyuan's hair in shock.
I saw that the lifeless butterfly that had been pinned to her black hair as a hair accessory was emitting a little bit of gleaming light. The light became brighter and brighter, and it was so beautiful.
Xing'er was dumbfounded and her eyes widened suddenly. She pointed at the butterfly and stumbled: "Yuan, Miss Yuan, the butterfly on your head..."
She looked dumbfounded: "It seems... alive."
