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"Hey!" Li Quan sighed and pressed Hu Xiaomiao on the bed, patted her little hand and comforted her: "Rest first, let's go to see it at night. I, Mr. Li, is here! There is nothing that cannot be done, so you can rest assured alright."

"En." Hu Xiaomiao nodded slightly, calmed down, and gently closed her eyes.

Li Quan looked at Hu Xiaomiao quietly, feeling pity in his heart, and stroked the other's little face.

After this time, Li Quan's attitude towards Hu Xiaomiao changed a lot. He didn't expect that there was a pure filial piety hidden under the savage and fierce appearance. It's less garish.

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The moon is already high in the sky, and tonight is full of stars, and the moonlight is still cold.From time to time, I can hear the watchman knocking a gong and shouting, "The sky is dry and the things are dry, be careful of the fire and candles."

Hu Xiaomiao has recovered and is drinking porridge in the room.

Outside the house, the man from the Hu family who was rescued by Li Quan had already left first.Li Quan held Mu Wanqing under the vines, looked at the sky, and said softly:

"Wan Qing, I will trouble you with this matter."

Mu Wanqing was a little displeased: "Master, why are you still telling me about trouble? I'm ignoring you."

Mu Wanqing turned her head angrily, but Li Quan pinched her chin again and turned her back.

The four eyes are facing each other, accompanied by the quiet moonlight, and the purple grapes with a sweet smell are on the side of the face, the atmosphere is warm and romantic.

Mu Wanqing gently closed her eyes, her fiery red lips slightly raised, waiting...

Li Quan was about to savor the delicious food, but behind him came the sound of Hu Xiaomiao opening the door.

The delicious food in hand slipped away with a "swish", leaving only a white figure and a sweet but slightly flustered sentence in the night sky:

"I... I'll go first, and I'll report back to my husband when I have news."

Hu Xiaomiao looked on tiptoe in the direction where Mu Wanqing disappeared, her eyes were a little dazed, and she muttered to herself:

"What a beautiful sister."

Hearing this, Li Quan smiled crookedly, and patted his chest complacently: "My Mrs. Li, can you not be beautiful?"

"Li Quan, your wives are so beautiful. Can I be friends with them?"

Li Quan replied inexplicably: "Huh? Of course."

"Great!" Hu Xiaomiao suddenly became excited.

Li Quan didn't understand why this girl suddenly became happy, so he took her to the Quxi County Prison without thinking too much about it.

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Hu Ao had committed a felony, and he was detained in death row, so normally he was not allowed to visit the prison, but under the bombardment of gold and silver by Mr. Li, the jailer respectfully invited the two of them in.

Li Quan didn't come here to know anything, but just to let Hu Xiaomiao gradually become a father.

The death row in Quxi County was harsher than the prison where Li Quan stayed. There was stinking acid water all over the floor, and the buzzing of flies and mosquitoes was everywhere. On the torture platform, the wooden boards are covered with dried blood, layer by layer. I don’t know how many people have bled on it, and blood stains have formed.The iron hooks on it are like the fangs of an evil beast, dark and gloomy, making people shudder, and the leather whip soaked in spicy oil is covered with bloodstains.

Along the way, Hu Xiaomiao huddled in Li Quan's arms, keeping his head down, only daring to look at the ground.

Not to mention Hu Xiaomiao, even Li Quan himself was a little terrified. Looking at those hooks, steel forks, etc., he would unconsciously think of how he would feel when he was pierced by those things.

Although the instruments of torture are terrible, it seems that no prisoners are being interrogated now, and there are not many prisoners in the death row, and there are only a few, and each of them is like a mass of mud. When someone comes in, they don't even bother to lift their heads. With a sigh of relief, it is no different from death.

Going all the way to the deepest part of the death row, I finally saw Hu Ao.

At this time, Hu Ao seemed to be sleeping, snoring against the wall.

I haven't seen him for two days, and this old man over half a century old has completely changed. His hair is fluffy and messy, and he is worse than beggars on the street.The soles of the feet covered with calluses were also stained with mud, and three or two unknown bugs crawled around without even noticing it.

This is not the main thing, the main thing is that two iron hooks protrude from the shoulders, tying the person to the iron chain to death.

The blood on the iron hook was still wet, and a faint smell of blood filled the surroundings.

Seeing this scene, Hu Xiaomiao's body moved violently like an electric shock, her little hand tightly covered her mouth, and in her eyes, big teardrops rolled down uncontrollably, her little face turned blue.

"Xiao Miao, don't get excited. Everything is up to me!"

Li Quan hugged Xiao Nizi tightly in his arms, frowned, turned to the jailer behind him, and said coldly:

"Why are you wearing chains?"

The jailer replied truthfully: "This man is not weak in martial arts, and he cannot be subdued without this method."

"Loosen the chain." Li Quan said coldly.

The jailer frowned: "This is the rule, as long as the dead prisoners are not weak in martial arts, they will..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Quan took out a bank note.

The jailer took a look, 1000 taels!

The jailer was so frightened that he almost fell headlong to the ground. The hand holding the bank note kept shaking like a sieve, and his voice also trembled:

"Big, big, big man! This, this, this... this is against the rules."

"Do you want it? If you don't want it, you can return it to me, or if you want it, you can loosen the chain."

The jailer swallowed: "Master, wait a minute, let's go and ventilate the brothers."

The jailer took the bank note and walked away at a erratic pace.

Hu Xiaomiao took a breath from the shock, threw herself in front of the cell, and shouted, "Father!"

The daughter's call made Hu Ao in his sleep startled, he didn't know if it was a dream, he danced around in a panic, and shouted:

"Run, Miao! Run, Miao!"

"Father! Father! Xiaomiao is here!" The words in sleep caused Hu Xiaomiao to completely collapse, tears gushed out like the Yellow River bursting its embankment, and even his voice became hoarse.

At this time, Li Quan didn't know what to say, so he walked up silently and patted Nizi on the back lightly.

"Father! Father!"

The successive calls finally made Hu Ao wake up. His messy hair blocked his sight. He looked at the girl who was facing him in disbelief. He raised his hair in a panic, and when he took a closer look, his dim eyes instantly became moist. .

Chapter 173: In the Western Wing

The monthly payment of the jailers is only five or six renminbi, and a bill of one thousand taels is simply a number to them.Even if everyone in the prison is divided equally, one person can still have a hundred and ten taels, which is a figure that they can't earn enough for a lifetime.