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  Chapter 88 Arabic Numerals

  Watching Qian Shangshu praise himself so insincerely, Mu Ye Xiao felt extremely pleased. He glanced at the people from the Qian family and said, "Forget it, you all discuss this among yourselves."

  "After all, the trial is tomorrow, and whether I can get out tomorrow depends on what you say. It's a great disrespect to implicate seniors in prison, tsk..."

  That tone of voice almost made Qian Shang's blood spurt out, but as for Mu Ye Xiang, he really didn't know what to do anymore, and even didn't know what to say.

  "Look at the butler: 'You come in, why don't you bring some food?'"

  The housekeeper's face was filled with guilt: "I'm sorry, sir. I brought it in, but the guards outside said that food and such things are not allowed to be brought in."

  Qian Shang was shocked upon hearing the news, almost having a heart attack! Needless to say, this was all Pastor Ye Xing's intention, wanting them to suffer a bit. Sighing, "Forget it, you can go back first, this isn't your fault."

  The housekeeper also knew that since he had delivered the letter, he had already completed his task and couldn't stay any longer, so he left directly.

  Qian Shang let out a sigh, the sky prison was so dark that he couldn't see the sun, and he didn't even know what time it was now. It really felt like the days were passing by like years.

  They looked at this one and that one, and found that the people of Qian's family were staring at them with resentment on their faces. Old Mrs. Qian didn't say anything, but just sat there motionless.

  Qian Shangshu found something was wrong and directly dragged his painful butt over: "Mom, are you okay?"

  "Ah, son, I'm fine, just a bit dizzy."

  Upon hearing that she was dizzy, Qian Shangshu was startled and forgot about etiquette, stretching out his hand to touch the forehead of Old Lady Qian, only then did he realize, it's bad, so hot.

  "Mother, mother, are you alright?"

  The noise was loud, and both Mu Ye Xiao and Qian Jiujiu heard it. They couldn't help but look in the direction of Qian Shangshu. Mu Ye Xiao furrowed his brow: "Qian Zuimin, what's going on over there?"

  This address almost made Qian Shang Book gasp, but this was not the time to joke around. If Old Lady were to kick the bucket, he would definitely have to wear mourning attire at a time like this.

  It's possible that his position will be directly replaced by someone else, and when he wants to return to office, who knows when it will be. Moreover, although there is a daughter named Qianjiujiu who serves as the princess consort.

  But Qian Shangshu dares to guarantee that if he, Qian Shangshu, falls into trouble, his daughter Qian Jiuyi will definitely be the one to kick him while he's down, rather than lend a helping hand.

  Qian Yu Ge's words would really make her spend the rest of her life in a temple, thinking about this, Qian Shang Shu felt a bit flustered, looking at Qian Jiu Jiu: "Jiu Jiu."

  "99, listen to your father, this is your grandmother after all, save her!"

  "Father, daughter also wants to save you, but now she is trapped in this heavenly prison, with a willing heart but no power. Daughter doesn't have any medicine on her body."

  "Moreover, even if my daughter had medicine, this prison is not a suitable place for her to recover from illness."

  Qian Shang understood that if he didn't make a choice, Qian Lao Furen would really die in prison. He sighed and said: "Wang Fei."

  "Guilty minister is begging you, for the sake of your grandmother, okay? Tomorrow's trial, guilty minister knows about it, please, for the sake of your grandmother, save her."

  Qianjiu suddenly said: "Prince, since Father has already spoken, look, Grandmother is also getting old, why don't we give one of the quilts to Grandmother?"

  "Alright, I'll get a quilt for your grandmother. And when Hongliang comes to deliver dinner, have her make an extra trip and bring a pill of nourishing life hall's cold remedy."

  Qianjiu was overjoyed and burst out laughing: "Thank you, Your Highness."

  After saying goodbye to Qianjiu, he directly went to hug a quilt and gave it to Qianshangshu. Qianshangshu wrapped the quilt around Old Lady Qian, and fortunately, the whole afternoon passed quickly.

  Honglian also came to deliver dinner, when she first entered, she looked at the quiet and peaceful cell, not a sound was heard, and some unexpectedness, came to the front of Qianjiu Jiuyi Muye Ye.

  "Your Highness, Your Majesty, I've come to deliver dinner. Tonight's dishes include the mouth-watering chicken that Her Majesty loves, as well as a few other small dishes she enjoys, and also some chicken soup."

  "The prince and princess are both in poor health, living in such a place, they must be well taken care of."

  Qianjiu's mouth twitched, the people of Qianjia were all spoiled, today they were locked up for a day, couldn't eat the coarse food in prison, and didn't eat anything for a whole day.

  At this time, the stomach was probably growling with hunger, and then heard the sound of braised pork belly, chicken, soup, and small dishes, and the greedy worms in their stomachs all came out.

  Unfortunately, I can only watch others eat, it's simply torturous. Suddenly, Qianjiu thought of Old Lady Qian and looked at Hongling: "Go prepare a bowl of clear congee and send it over to the old lady."

  "Also bring an antipyretic pill and give it to the old lady."

  Hong Liang's mouth twitched: "The princess is just kind-hearted, but none of the thousand families are good people, and you're still protecting them."

  Although Hongliang said so, he quickly went out to instruct Qinglian to bring these things, and after giving Qian Laofuren medicine, she fell asleep on the quilt.

  Qianjiu looked at Muyeyexiao: "Your Highness, it's dark now, are you really not going back? Do you want to sleep with me here?"

  "What's wrong? You can sleep, but I can't. I want to stay here with you. Wife, don't send me away, okay?"

  Actually, since the last time with Qianjiu, there hasn't been a second time. Mu Ye Xiao was extremely frustrated, having already tasted it, only to have Qianjiu escape again.

  Since then, Muyexiao has been trying every means to get on Qianjiu's bed, not to mention doing any exercise, just sleeping together is a big problem.

  It's not easy to have a chance to sleep together, although there are some spectators around and the environment is not great, but that can't stop him from getting into bed with Qian Yiyi today.

  Even if nothing can be done, it's good to smell the scent on Qianjiu's body. This is Mu Ye Xiang's real thought at this moment, and Qianjiu has no idea about it.

  At this time, Qianjiu was still a bit moved. That pampered and delicate Pastor Ye, the prince, actually really willing to accompany her in prison, such a simple environment.

  This is really hard to come by, of course, if Qianjiu knew about Muyexiao's thoughts, she would probably consider it too, whether she was being too harsh on Muyexiao.

  No physical contact is fine, but not even closeness? Looking at Muyexiao: "It's still early now, I'll teach you how to play poker instead."

  Playing poker? What's that? Mugenya's eyes sparkled as he nodded, "Is this a parlor game invented by the mistress?"

  Cough! Qianjiu almost choked on his own saliva, turned his head and glared at Muyexiao, what the hell is wrong with you, who has the interest in playing some kind of intimate game under the watchful eyes of so many people?

  Can you even use words properly?

  Makiyo Sora, who was glared at by his wife, didn't notice anything wrong with himself and instead waited cheerfully for his wife to finish her busy work.

  Qianjiu quickly made a ukulele out of paper, which was a bit soft and didn't quite meet his expectations, but he made do with it anyway.

  Just looking at this Arabic numeral, 1999 is sad, Mu Ye Xiang is laughing and won't play Arabic numerals, sighing, putting away the well-made poker.

  Then came to Muyexiao's front: "Still early to sleep."

  Mu Ye's face was filled with confusion. Just a moment ago, his wife was full of enthusiasm, so why did she suddenly become dispirited? "Jiu Er, what's wrong? Is there something on your mind?"

  "You said I came to solve it, what do you want to play?"

  "Really? Alright then, I'll teach you how to play right now and show you what I've made."

  Saying that, Qianjiu took out the poker cards he made himself and picked out the Arabic numerals 1 to 10. He looked at Muyexiao: "Come on, I'll teach you, recognize these numbers."

  "This is 1, this is 2, this is..."

  Qianjiu knew that Muyexiao was very smart, and in less than an hour, he had not only memorized the numbers 1-10 but also learned how to play poker.

  At this time, two people were playing poker on a simple cotton-padded bed above the cell.

  Just now when teaching, Qianjiu and the others were very quiet, didn't let others hear, so now Qianshangshu and the others also don't know, two people huddled together, playing so happily, what are they playing.

  Qianjiu just started winning a few rounds, but later on, he lost every single round, now it's Qianjiu's turn to be depressed, looking at Muyexiao.

  "Have you cheated?"

  Muyē Xiǎo looked at Qián Jiǔjiǔ with a flicker of her eyes: "Jiǔ'ér, it's not good to play dirty when you can't win, how could I have cheated?"

  Qianjiu thought for a moment, and indeed, Mu Ye Xiang shouldn't be able to memorize the positions of all the cards while shuffling, such a powerful function wouldn't be good for practice.

  Qie Ye Xiao smiled as she looked at Qian Jiujiu: "Jiuer, is this number something you came up with yourself?"

  Qianjiu saw Mu Ye Xuan ask this, where would he still not know, this guy must have discovered something sensitive. This set of numbers deduced from it, for the development of the Great Zhou Kingdom, is not a little bit beneficial.

  Smiling and shaking his head: "No, but if you want to use it, it's still possible. After all, in this world, currently except for me and you, I don't know who else will."

  "Since it wasn't you who invented it, how did you know that no one else knows except for the two of us?"

  Qianjiu laughed: "This was invented by my master, my master has passed away. Of course, only we know about it."

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