captive skylark

Chapter 144
Seeing that the girl closed her eyes, she quietly backed out, and said respectfully to the gentleman who was standing outside with his hands behind his back, "Young lady has taken the medicine and has rested."

Xie Heng nodded his head, his eyes passed over them, and fell on the girl who was sleeping peacefully on the couch.

After a long time, he slowly moved away.

Another day of lethargy.

After waking up, Yin Chi was weeping, Xie Heng was sitting alone at the table, holding a scroll and reading it seriously.When she realized that she was awake, she put down her book and walked over, and sat down by the couch with her robe lifted.

"Are you awake?" Yingying's eyebrows and eyes were warm under the candlelight, and her voice was also gentle, "My sister hasn't eaten in two days, I've kept the kitchen warm, do you want to get up and eat something now?"

He is the gentleman who is best at whitewashing peace, and Yunxi usually follows him to make excuses and muddle through.

It's just that she doesn't want to pretend anymore, the pain in her body is not fake, and it is not fake that the two of them were at war with each other yesterday.

She was really tired of living this kind of life, and she was so tired that she didn't even want to look at him, so she turned around and turned inward, only showing him her cold back.

Xie Heng was not annoyed, but it was an expected reaction.

He got up straight away and went out to call for dinner, washed his hands himself, and brought a bowl of japonica rice porridge made with jujube to feed her by the couch.

In any case, the posture of seeking peace and showing weakness is well-placed.

The girl on the couch didn't pay any attention to him, and even the maid who came to help her get up and eat coldly pushed her away.He was still lying face down, his thin and stubborn back was like a moat, separating everyone.

The maids could do nothing, and they didn't dare to break her with force, they just stood aside with their hands shrunk, waiting for Xie Heng's reaction.

His face turned frosty for a moment, but soon he returned to normal, waved his hand, and let the servant girl go out.

After everyone dispersed, he took the porcelain bowl and sat down by the couch.

"Sister, what are you doing?" His voice was still gentle, "You plan to starve yourself to death without eating or drinking?"

The girl did not answer, and remained silent.

But he smiled, holding the porcelain white spoon with his slender and beautiful fingers, slowly stirring the porridge bowl, and said slowly, "My sister can starve to death. I will send people to the yamen to tell me that my sister does not eat for a day. The one in the prison can't eat either. It depends on my sister and him, whoever can't survive first."

"How dare you!" Yunxi finally turned to look at him, there was hatred and anger in those beautiful eyes, "He is not an ordinary person. The Chen family is also a well-known big family in Jiangzhou. No matter how powerful you are How can you ignore human life like this?"

"Who said I want to disregard human life?" Xie Heng looked down at her lightly, "This yamen's prison is full of people and people, so it's not uncommon for anything to go wrong. If one or two people die, what does it have to do with me?"

She stared at him in disbelief, "He is your old friend, you have known each other for more than ten years, and you are classmates..."

"Classmate friendship?" Xie Heng smiled coldly, "If I hadn't cared about the little friendship in the past, he is now a dead soul under the knife, how can I wait for someone to rescue him in prison."

Xie Heng put down the bowl again and bent down.The two were so close that they could almost touch each other's breath.

He smiled, "Sister, think clearly, Jiangzhou is thousands of miles away, when the Chen family gets the news and rushes over, will Chen Huai'an still be alive?"

He was blatantly threatening her.

Chen Huai'an's life is in his hands, she dares to be disobedient, he can't do anything with her, but he can make Chen Huai'an in prison suffer a lot.

There was a stalemate between the two sides, she could only give in, stood up and took the porridge bowl on the small table by the bed, lowered her eyes, and ate spoonful after spoonful, with a calm and indifferent expression, like chewing wax.

(End of this chapter)