Chapter 359

The other side can't wait to grab the purse, open, looking at the silver glittering piece, eyes can't move.

He casually waved his hand, turned and looked to the side, impatiently said, "while there is no one now, you go out quickly, or when other people come back, I have nothing to do."

Then he pinched the purse more tightly, as if he was afraid that the other party would take back the silver.

The man was silent for a moment. There was a touch of disdain and ridicule in his eyes. On the surface, he was silent.

He arched at the other side, the smile on his face is still full of flattery.

"Don't worry. I'll go out now. I won't hurt you." He assured.

The man waved his hand, did not say anything, but urged him to move faster.

After standing in the same place for a while, Song Ci felt that his legs were a little weak, but he was out of the dungeon, and he subconsciously remembered his education and identity.

He clenched his teeth, his fingers tightly clasped the protruding stones beside him, barely supporting his weak body.

I don't know whether Song Ci's acting skill is excellent, or that person's carelessness. In a word, he seems to have not found the slight raised veins on Song Ci's forehead at this time, and the falling beads of sweat.

"His highness, the third prince," he stopped in front of Song Ci, bowed his head slightly, and said respectfully, "the people who are guarding the city have already done a good job. Let's go out now."

Song Ci nods his head gently and hands his arm to the other side without saying a word.

That person leng for a while, just in Song Ci shape as if nothing had happened under the eyes of the reaction, quickly reached out to help each other.

He lowered his eyelids, blocking the complex in his eyes.

Fortunately, Song Ci didn't encounter any obstacles on his way from leaving the dungeon to leaving the city.

Zhou's father stood on a raised stone by the side of the road. The wind was blowing across his body, which made the cloth rustle.

He saw the dark shadow in the distance from a distance. His fingers beat gently twice, but his feet still stayed in the same place.

He stood so quietly, until the other side really appeared in front of him, and finally had other actions.

Looking at the vicissitudes of Song Ci and embarrassed appearance, Zhou's father silently sighed and slowly welcomed up.

Although the two had a little estrangement before, in the final analysis, Song Ci was also the younger generation of Zhou's father from childhood to adulthood. He was the only son of his younger sister who followed him from childhood to adulthood and called for his brother.

"How did it become like this?" Zhou Fu raised his hand to help the other half of Song Ci's arm, lowered his voice and asked, "but someone in that city has bullied you?"

It's a pity that Song Ci didn't understand his sincerity. Instead, he took it as a kind of humiliation and ridicule to himself.

At the moment when Zhou's father touched him, Song Ci's weak body tensed, and he threw away the other side.

He used a lot of strength. Zhou's father was standing beside him, and he could even hear his opponent's arm crashing through the air.

"I don't need you to pretend to care about me," Song Ci called angrily, with a ferocious expression on his face and a flash of scarlet color in his eyes.

In his life, Zhou's father has experienced a lot of storms. To put it in a disrespectful way, the emperor sitting in the Jinluan palace has experienced two dynasties, but it is the first time that he has encountered such a thing.

His outstretched palm fell into the air, and his eyes, which should have been full of wisdom, were at a loss.

But after all, it was the old man who had experienced all kinds of hardships and means. Zhou's father soon put down the loss of the flash and let himself regain his calm.

He slowly took back his fingers and kneaded his aching forehead.

Song Ci glared at him, and his anger and grievance became more and more fierce because of his silence, just like a child who can't get sugar. After all kinds of crying, he still can't get the attention of adults, and can only torture himself and others.

"Since you always know where I am locked up, you must also know what environment is in the dungeon, and what life I have been living in this time," Song Ci said, gritting his teeth. There is only rolling flesh on his gentle face. "In this case, you have chosen to ignore it for such a long time, so why do you want to shed tears at this time How do you feel? Isn't that a big joke? "

Listening to his questions, Zhou's father is still silent, even a little flustered, looking at the person in front of him, struggling to find his memory and appearance in his mind, and slowly corresponding his memory with him at this time.

The hoarse cry gradually stopped, and was replaced by a quick gasp, like a trapped animal that can only move in a narrow space.

After a long time, Zhou's father seemed to wake up from a big dream. His eyelids were constantly shaking, and his eyes slowly focused on Song Ci."Is that what you think?" Zhou's father asked.

His tone was calm, but he didn't know how many times the storm had rolled in his heart.

Song Ci hung his head and stood in the same place without expression, refusing to answer any of his questions.

After waiting for a while, Zhou's father burst out laughing abruptly. His mouth was wide open, and he could clearly see the white teeth.

Although Song Ci didn't speak, the resentment, which could not be concealed in any case, was still clearly exposed. It fell into Zhou's father's eyes, like pieces of red iron, leaving traces of burnt black on his eyes.

His sincerity was misunderstood completely. Zhou's father lowered his eyelids and slowly restrained his smile.

He raised his eyes, looked at Song Ci without expression, and said, "I don't know why you have such an idea in your heart, and I don't know why I became the enemy in your eyes, but in any case, it's not that I didn't want to save you before, but I can't save you."

In this case, how can Song Ci be accepted.

His mind has already unconsciously entered a dead end, no matter how Zhou's father on the right road next to him, there is no way to really attract his attention.

"It's just that I don't want to take risks. Why should I say it so high sounding?" Song Ci said. The gentleness over his eyebrows was gradually covered by sharpness.