You act stupid and I act crazy, let's be ancestors together

The red moon is crescent-shaped and surrounded by numerous stars. If such a scene were hung on the huge curtain of the night sky, it would definitely be a strange sight.

But if it appeared on a face the size of a palm, it would be absolutely terrifying.

This is the situation on Ma Xianglian's face.

Ma Xianglian has a crescent-shaped birthmark on her right cheek from her forehead to the corner of her eye. Apart from that, her face is covered with black bumps and there is almost no intact skin.

"No wonder it's wrapped in three layers inside and outside." Jiang Si put the knife back into the space and looked at the skin fragments stained on her fingers with disgust written all over her face.

Zhang Xiaoxi, who was standing in the corner, looked at the scary face and felt relieved. "It is said that appearance is determined by the heart. People who do a lot of evil are indeed ugly."

"I agree with what you said. People with evil hearts should look like this." Although Murong Li couldn't see clearly, he could still barely see the bumps on Ma Xianglian's face.

"I don't agree with what you said." Jiang Si suddenly said, "Ugly people are not necessarily bad people, and good-looking people are not necessarily good people. Besides, haven't you heard a classic saying?"

"What?"

"The more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie."

As soon as Jiang Si said this, everyone in the dungeon turned their attention to her.

Looking at that beautiful face, everyone frowned.

Is she... scolding herself?

According to this statement, does it prove that everything she said is unreliable? After all, they have never seen anyone prettier than her.

"It's time to eat. It's time to eat."

At this moment, a very impatient voice came from the dark and narrow corridor.

Everyone looked towards the entrance, and saw a bald man with a stubble on his face and carrying a shoulder pole walk in.

This man had a very loud voice and his voice could be heard from far away, but it took a long time before we saw him.

"Oh, it's so lively today, even the prince is here in person."

The bald man put down his carrying pole and said a simple sentence as a greeting to Murong Li.

Jiang Si and Fan Tong couldn't help but feel strange when they saw that this man was not as respectful to Murong Li as the other servants in the palace.

A man of Murong Li's personality could actually tolerate the people in the mansion treating him like this. This could only mean that the bald man either had an unusual identity or had a special relationship with Murong Li.

"What good food can I eat? I've been fighting and traveling all morning, and I haven't had any food or drink. I'm already hungry."

When Zhang Xiaoxi heard that there was food, he rushed over and reached out to lift the backpack covered by the steaming cloth.

But before he could put his hand on it, the old man grabbed his wrist and said, "Where did you come from, little girl? This is not for you to eat. This is for the prisoners."

"You're so stingy. What's wrong with giving me a little? There are two big baskets!" Zhang Xiaoxi pulled back his hand, stepped back to the middle of Jiang Si and Fan Tong, and reminded in a low voice: "That old man knows Kung Fu."

Hearing this, Fan Tong and Jiang Si turned their heads to look at him and said in unison: "Isn't this something that anyone with a discerning eye can see?"

"Uh!" Zhang Xiaoxi was a little embarrassed. So was it his own fault for being blind?

The bald man had wrinkles on his face, and it was obvious that he was quite old. He didn't pay much attention to other people.

Instead, he quietly lifted the cloth covering the backpack and began to distribute food to the prisoners.

One basket was filled with white flour buns, and the other was filled with meat soup. Although there was little floating oil and few pieces of meat, the food was considered good.

"Is this what you feed the prisoners?"

Jiang Si and the other two exclaimed in surprise. It was no wonder that they couldn't get anything out of them after feeding these unscrupulous guys this.

"What's wrong? People are made of iron and rice is made of steel. If you don't eat, you will be hungry. Don't prisoners have the right to eat?"

After hearing what Jiang Si and the other three said, the bald old man with a stubble on his face suddenly turned his head, and the anger on his face almost overflowed.

"Oh my god, where did this peerless Virgin Mary come from?"

Jiang Si and the other two all made blocking gestures and looked at the old man opposite them vigilantly.

"Ms. Yun... Miss Yun?"

The porcelain bowl in the bald old man's hand fell to the ground with a clanging sound. The sound echoed in the enclosed space and turned into a loud bang, even drowning out the old man's voice.

"Captain, what's wrong with this old man? Why is he staring at my sister-in-law?" Zhang Xiaoxi stepped forward, stood in front of Jiang Si, and looked at the person opposite with a vigilant look.

Upon hearing this, Fan Tong dodged to the other side of Jiang Si, protected her behind him, and whispered to Zhang Xiaoxi, "If he dares to make a move later, we will blow up this broken dungeon."

Zhang Xiaoxi nodded in agreement, then suddenly thought of something and exclaimed, "No, boss, we don't have any weapons!"

"You can be louder." Fan Tong clenched his fists. If the situation did not allow it, his fists would have already landed on Zhang Xiaoxi's face.

Jiang Si looked at Fan Tong with pity. No wonder this silly little dog couldn't catch her in her previous life. It turned out that there were always these kinds of things around her.

"Xizi, remember that the head on your head is not just for decoration. If you really don't want this brain, just feed it to stray dogs. After all, it will be a good deed."

Jiang Si looked at Zhang Xiaoxi sincerely and gave advice from the bottom of her heart.

When Zhang Xiaoxi heard this, even though it was an insult, he did not get angry. Instead, he felt embarrassed.

"Girl, girl, are you back?"

The bald old man suddenly ran towards Jiang Si, his nose red and tears welling up in his eyes.

"Uncle Kong, she is not."

Just when the old man was about to approach Jiang Si and the others, a red figure blocked his way.

The bald old man called Uncle Kong stopped and laughed at himself, "I was confused. It's been so many years. How could the girl still be so young?"

The conversation between the two was not private in this enclosed space, and Jiang Si and others behind them could hear it clearly.

Fan Tong and Zhang Xiaoxi both looked terrified at this moment. They looked at Jiang Si and then at Murong Li's bright red back.

"No way. According to my many years of experience in watching TV series, when a plot like this appears, there is usually only one possibility..." Zhang Xiaoxi supported his chin with one hand and began to analyze the situation seriously.

"He said he is not my father." Jiang Si immediately followed up without waiting for Zhang Xiaoxi to finish the next sentence.

"Hey, if not dad, then he could be uncle, aunt, or elder brother!" Zhang Xiaoxi clasped his hands together and raised them towards Jiang Si in the shape of a pistol.

"Haha, thank you so much for your help in analyzing it!"

Jiang Si looked at Zhang Xiaoxi with a half-smile, and her fingers clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound.

Jiang Si had considered this possibility, but she was too lazy to check it out. Just dealing with the people from the Fan family and the Jiang family was stressful enough. If he was really a relative of Murong Li, wouldn't he be a member of the royal family?

Although royal status is good, it also means more trouble.

She was a person who feared trouble so much that she didn't really want to acknowledge this marriage.