Chapter 9: Doing Well

Seeing that Ling Chu didn't show any surprise when she heard this, the jailer Ma couldn't help but ask, "Did the girl know that Zhao Ping would die?"

Zhao Ping would die, Ling Chu knew it when she saw his face and the deathly aura on his body.

But she naturally wouldn't say this out loud.

Ling Chu shook her head in shock and said, "How could I know that he would die?"

"You are a fortune teller, didn't you see that he would have this disaster?"

Ling Chu was full of guilt, "Maybe I didn't learn the fortune-telling skills well enough, so I didn't see it."

Ma Dalin saw that she was young and thought it was possible, but he felt that the girl was not telling the truth.

"Does the girl know how Zhao Ping died?"

Ling Chu looked confused, "I don't know, I have been staying here, how could I know how he died."

That's right, it's impossible to get out after entering the prison of the Ministry of Justice, so how could she know what was happening outside.

But if it's said that the girl didn't learn the fortune-telling skills well enough, she could tell that his wife had given birth to a son for him.

She also reminded him to go east to ask for a doctor.

Fortunately, he listened to the girl and invited a doctor from the clinic in the east.

His wife fell and gave birth prematurely, and the son she gave birth to was not very healthy. If he had not invited the doctor back in time, his new child might have died.

Afterwards, he asked around and found out that the doctor closest to his home was away for treatment.

The doctor's clinic was in the west, and usually when someone in their family was not feeling well, they would go to that doctor for treatment.

If he had not believed the girl, he would have gone to the west first and then to the clinic in the east to invite a doctor, and the opportunity would have been lost.

Also, Zhao Ping was indeed very lucky today and made a fortune.

Thinking of these things, Ma Dalin felt that the girl might not be as simple as she seemed, so he did not dare to think about it anymore, but directly told Zhao Ping's story.

"Zhao Ping went to the gambling house today and won more than 1,000 taels of silver. After leaving the gambling house, he was targeted by several gangsters. When they were trying to snatch the silver bills, they stabbed Zhao Ping to death."

Ling Chu was shocked, "Ah, Lord Zhao is so lucky. He died so tragically."

Ma Dalin's mouth twitched, but what the girl said was not wrong.

Zhao Ping was indeed lucky and won more than 1,000 taels of silver. But the money was robbed as soon as he got it, and it was this money that killed him.

It's tragic to lose both people and money.

The second lady and others were happy to hear that the pockmarked jailer was dead. He just took their jewelry yesterday, and today he suffered retribution. Such a person deserves to die.

Since the Sixth Miss was molested by the pockmarked jailer, she has been huddled in a corner stupidly. Her biological mother, Aunt Liu, heard the news of Zhao Ping's death and hurried over to hold her shoulders to comfort her, "It's okay, it's okay, it's all over..."

When the Second Madam heard her words, her eyes rolled and she said in a sarcastic tone, "Why don't you thank the eldest lady quickly? She helped you a lot and killed the jailer."

When Aunt Liu heard this, she looked up at Ling Chu and moved her lips slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but finally lowered her head.

Ling Chu glanced at the Second Madam indifferently, "I have nothing to do with Zhao Ping. Don't say that there is nothing wrong with my fate. Even if I have a bad fate, it should be Second Aunt who was killed by me."

The Second Madam glared at her fiercely. Although she was not killed by her, she was forced into the prison of the Ministry of Justice.

Seeing Ling Chu chewing the roast chicken, the second wife was envious and jealous, "What about the filial piety of the eldest lady? You are eating so happily. Didn't you see that the old lady hasn't eaten anything today?"

Not only the old lady, but all of them were starving. The disaster star got so much food, but didn't even share some with them. He was really ungrateful.

Hearing the accusation of the second wife, Ling Chu was not annoyed at all. Instead, he said with a guilty face, "It was Ling Chu who didn't think it through. Grandmother, mother, if you are not afraid of being killed by me, just take these foods and eat them."

Originally, everyone listened to the words of the second wife and was waiting for Ling Chu to bring the food to share with everyone.

But after hearing her words, everyone was worried.

The eldest lady had just returned to the mansion and put them in jail. If they ate her food again, would they even lose their lives?

The eldest lady embraced the third lady, her eyes were obscure, but she shook her head with guilt, "Chu Jie'er, mother is not hungry, you eat. You have not grown up with mother since you were a child, mother is ashamed of you, this little food, you can keep it for yourself and eat it slowly."

Ling Chu glanced at her and said "oh" lightly.

The second lady was angry, but she could do nothing about Ling Chu.

She could only glare at her fiercely.

The feeling of hunger in the stomach is really uncomfortable, especially when there are people eating delicious food and drinking spicy food around you, while you can only stare at the side.

That feeling almost drives people crazy.

Ling Chu pulled the corner of her mouth sarcastically, she just said that on purpose.

These so-called relatives, one by one, said that she was unlucky and harmed everyone, and wanted to eat her food, and also accused her of being unfilial.

She was not crazy, being accused and despised, but she still treated them with her heart and soul.

She just wanted to let them know that she was not a dough that could be rolled and flattened by everyone.

No one dared to complain anymore, Ling Chu picked up the roast chicken again and ate it with relish.

Ma Dalin felt that the girl Ling was like the Goddess of Childbirth, and it was thanks to her that he could have a son.

In order to thank her for reminding him to go east to ask for a doctor and save his newborn son in time, he not only bought a lot of food for Ling Chu, but also brought a clean quilt, and finally moved a table and a chair. Go into the cell and give it to her.

When Ning Chuyi came in, what he saw was the scene of Ling Chu feasting.

"Miss Ling, it seems that you are doing well here." Fortunately, he thought that this little girl was smart and had good divination skills, but she was imprisoned by her family.

He was worried that she would be frightened in prison, so he ran here despite being tired and hungry, but unexpectedly she was enjoying a lot of drinks here.

Those who didn't know better thought she was enjoying fine wine and delicacies in a restaurant.

When Ling Chu heard this familiar voice, he quickly put down the roast chicken in his hand and said with a sad face, "Sir, please don't be sarcastic. I have already put you in jail, and I don't know if I will be chopped off tomorrow. This You have to eat well for the last meal, so as not to starve to death.”

After a pause, he added with a smile, "By the way, sir, have you had your meal? Do you want to come in and use some?"

She murmured in her heart that this God of Death could be said to be related to the guy on her neck, so she still had to do some superficial flattery.

Ma Dalin, who was following Commander Ning, had his mouth twitching. Miss Ling actually invited Commander Jin Yiwei into the cell for a meal. He really didn't know what to say.

Ning Chuyi took a deep look at the rapidly changing face and said slowly, "I accept the girl's kindness with all my heart. Let the girl enjoy the food slowly."

Lest you come to the underworld in the future and complain to the Lord of Hell, saying that I am greedy for your food, and even the last meal of your life will be snatched from the girl. "

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