[R-18](MTL) He's at the crematorium (fast time travel)

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He's at the crematorium (fast time travel) - Reincarnation 1: A Tale of Two Mirrors (41) One difference and two widths

    In the prison of Dali Temple, Qiao Weiwei lay huddled on a bed made of straw.

    The steamed buns and vegetable porridge on the ground had already cooled completely, but she did not move.

    After being locked up here for a few days, Qiao Weiwei saw with her own eyes that her meals had changed from good meat and vegetables to sporadic oil stars, and now only vegetables were left. Although Pingguo's mansion is not rich, Qiao Weiwei can be regarded as a lady of aristocratic family. Even after entering the servant man's mansion, she has never been short of food, not to mention becoming the side concubine of King Qi, her diet is even more exquisite. I use medicinal diet to take care of my body every day, have I ever been wronged like this? In a few days, Qiao Weiwei visibly lost weight.

    Prisoners are also human beings. The case is still inconclusive. At the beginning, for the sake of King Qi, she treated the side concubine with delicious food and drinks. Later, she got advice from someone who cared about her, and she knew that the Holy Majesty might also be angry. Naturally, Qiao Weiwei's food plummeted. up.

    King Qi was fighting in the far south, and Duke Ping felt sorry for his only daughter, so he was able to come in to visit him only because of his relationship. Every time he saw his beloved daughter getting thinner, he couldn't help crying.

    Duke Pingguo stuffed the money bag into the hand of the jailer beside him, "I hope you will do me a favor and take good care of my child." The jailer

    weighed the heavy money bag in his hand, and returned it to the prisoner, saying that he could not accept bribes. Ping Guogong. He shook his head secretly, no matter how much money Pingguo bribed, it would be useless. They received instructions from the people around the queen to "take good care of" this Qiao.

    "Weiwei, father is here to see you."

    Qiao Weiwei fell asleep on the haystack and heard Duke Ping's voice just now. It was the twelfth lunar month of winter itself, and the thin quilts in the prison were tattered, and the cotton wool inside came out of the holes and rolled into several balls in the quilt, leaving only two layers of fabric in most places. The prison was dim and dark, so naturally there could be no fire, and the cold wind was blowing in from the gate.

    Qiao Weiwei only felt that she was top-heavy, and she was so cold that she just wanted to hide in the haystack.

    "Weiwei, are you okay?"

    Someone eagerly knocked on the prison's railing, and Qiao Weiwei barely opened her eyes, and saw Ping Guogong eagerly standing at the door of the cell looking at her.

    She staggered over, "Father, you came to see me."

    Duke Ping looked at Qiao Weiwei's flushed face and became even more anxious. If he could, why wouldn't he want to risk his old life and take the blame for his daughter? It's just that the evidence is conclusive, and the Pingguo government has no contacts to speak of, even if they can enter here now, it is through the means of King Qi. He could only let his daughter fall to this point.