My beloved wife is reborn, let's get divorced, Mr. Prime Minister

"Girl, don't be angry. I will definitely make a lot of money with you in the future."

Chrysanthemum said, "Just need the girl to prepare a little capital."

Hearing this, Xie Wan Ning sneered and regretted why she had spent money to buy such a clumsy and brainless person.

"Who do you think you are? Hurry up and catch up. Aren't you ashamed enough?" Xie Wan Ning said with disgust on her face.

"Girl, don't you believe me?"

Juhua followed a few steps closely and asked in a somewhat anxious tone.

"Shut up!"'''

Xie Wan Ning's last bit of patience was exhausted.

Seeing that Xie Wan Ning didn't believe her, Juhua was very upset. If that was the case, how could she continue to show her talents here?

A mouthful of blood got stuck in Juhua's throat.

Xie Wan Ning didn't get any benefits, and she was not in the mood to stay in Zhuque Street.

Took Chrysanthemum to the inner prison.

Just after the Chinese New Year, she spent some money and had half a quarter of an hour to visit her aunt.

Moreover, the man in black whose origin was unknown had already given her orders.

There isn't much time left for her.

Otherwise, she might not be able to get the antidote for the next stage.

Xie Wan Ning's expression changed slightly, and she spent a few taels of silver to buy some decent food boxes.

All the way to the inner prison.

*

The inner prison is not actually a real prison, but a place for reflection after offending the royal family.

It is said that there are also some other officials' families imprisoned in this inner prison.

Also because of the reasons over the years, the Queen Mother showed mercy and allowed the people in the family to send some food.

Just register the people who come.

There is no need to spend extra money.

However, Xie Wan Ning was a criminal and did not want to register his name, so he bribed the jailer to cross his name off the roster.

Xie Wan Ning entered the inner prison, and a musty, damp, pungent smell hit her in the face.

She almost passed out.

Juhua behind him also frowned, holding a food box in her hands with great effort.

Xie Wan Ning particularly hated the smell in here.

"..."

This reminded her of her miserable past when she huddled in a dilapidated temple outside the city of Jinling.

The damp ground and the miserable beggars were the shame that was branded deep in her heart.

Feeling that Xie Wan Ning's expression was not right, Juhua glanced at Xie Wan Ning.

If... she had the beauty of this ancient lady, in the era when she lived in the past, she might have become a shining star.

Even if she couldn't become a star, even if she was just a beautiful anchor, she would have already made a lot of money.

This kind of all-natural beauty is rare.

Juhua's mind was in a mess and full of random thoughts.

Xie Wan Ning had already reached the deepest part of the inner prison after many twists and turns.

"My late mother, my cousin."

Xie Wan Ning instantly put on an expression that looked as if she was about to cry, pitiful, and concerned for her elders.

In the inner prison.

Xie and Pei Huairu were eating a plate of tripe mixed with green onions, or a plate of black-flour steamed buns that looked like they could stretch their necks two miles after eating one bite.

Hearing the familiar voice, he immediately turned around.

Both pairs of eyes widened.

He suddenly threw himself onto the wood of the inner prison.

"Wan Ning!"

Xie's eyes were glowing red, and the well-maintained skin on both sides of her cheeks had completely sunken.

She was completely different from the wealthy and glorious wife of the Duke before, and she looked more than ten years older.

Pei Huairu beside him was also in a miserable state, with half of her face showing signs of disfigurement.

Seeing this scene, Xie Wan Ning looked distressed, but her heart was calm.

They don't deserve pity at all, and they are not as pitiful as her!

Xie's skinny hands were holding the wood, and he looked like he was going to eat someone...