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She tiptoed and peeped at the adjacent. With much regret, she said, ”A wonderful gossip has just flown away…”

But that was just a casual line, and she did not look very regretful at all. Soon after, she sat down and tried weaving the rice straws to kill time.

Zhangsun Wuji tilted his head to look at her… 'Fuyao seems as though she's not very interested to know about her own background. Could it be she's just purposely avoiding it because she has a hunch that it won't be a pleasant story?'

'If she was not interested in finding out, then so be it.'

Yet… fate was too unpredictable. The inevitable wouldn't be avoided.

The dim light in the jail cell reflected Meng Fuyao's fast fingers. She seemed to be weaving something, and Zhangsun Wuji leaned forward to take a look. However, Meng Fuyao raised her palm and blocked his vision. ”Look at it after I'm done.”

Very cooperatively, Zhangsun Wuji closed his eyes. Moments later, he felt Meng Fuyao nudging him, and he opened his eyes to see a fat rat lying on her palm. Meng Fuyao said, ”Your Yuan Bao.”

Then, she took out a small figurine and added, ”You.”

Zhangsun Wuji took the product from her hand and scrutinized it. ”Yuan Bao isn't this fat.”

Then, he looked at the small figurine and added, ”And I'm not this ugly.”

Meng Fuyao burst into laughter. ”If you have the ability to use these rice straws to weave a legendary beauty, I'll kowtow to you.”

”The rest are alright, but there is one bigger flaw in what you weaved. You left out something very important.” Zhangsun Wuji placed the rat on the figurine's shoulder and commented.

”Oh?” Meng Fuyao glanced sideways at him.

”Close your eyes too.”

This person… could not stand being at a disadvantage at all. Meng Fuyao smiled and closed her eyes.

When she shut her eyes, the surroundings became silent. Without distraction from the outer world, her awareness became sharper and calmer. The sounds that she would not notice when she closed her eyes now appeared in her mind like floating statues. Bit by bit, she could visualize the actions that created these sounds.

She listened to the noise of nimble fingers weaving the rice straws and the heavy breathing of the man who was tired of shrilling in the adjacent cell. She could also hear the sound of guards patrolling outside and the flow of water from an unknown source. The water did not sound like it was flowing, but rather, it seemed as though someone ran their skin through it… The fingers scooped up water and splashed it away? Then, someone seemed to apply something… and there was the sound of clothes rustling.

Suddenly, it turned pitch dark.

Even with her eyes shut, Meng Fuyao could feel the sudden darkness. Originally, the light from the oil lamp shone on her eyelids, and she could feel the warmth of it. But the trace of light had disappeared almost instantly.

Meng Fuyao immediately opened her eyes!

The first thing she did was to grab Zhangsun Wuji, who was originally sitting opposite her.

When she extended her hand, she seemed to have come into contact with Zhangsun Wuji's slightly cold fingers in the dark. Before she could have a firm grip, she suddenly heard a bang. Cement flakes flew, and the wooden railings of the jail door collapsed in unison. Meng Fuyao leaped up, and someone's hand reached towards her amongst the ash and dust.

”Fuyao, be careful-” that person said, and she immediately reached forward to grab. However, another person behind her seemed to fly past and say, ”Fuyao, be careful-”

Meng Fuyao froze.

Two people!

Two Zhangsun Wujis!

And both of them sounded exactly the same!

The jail cell was ruined, and it was filled with plumes of dust. With a blurry vision, she could not clearly make out the faces of the two people, with one standing in front of her and the other behind her. Judging by the distance, the person in front should be standing outside the cell, while the other person was inside the cell. However, who could be sure that the one behind her would definitely be Zhangsun Wuji, and the one in front would definitely be that bastard?

Meng Fuyao was stunned, and she tried hard to recall what she heard just now, as well as the possible scenarios. The sound of clothes rustling - was it a result of Zhangsun Wuji discovering the enemy and then leaping forward, or because of the enemy jumping in? She shut her eyes for just a short moment, and when she heard the rustling, she had immediately jumped to her feet. Yet, when the door collapsed, dust was all over for a moment, and it was very likely that the other party could have swapped positions with Zhangsun Wuji in that short while. Maybe he had dashed in, while Zhangsun Wuji leaped outwards.

But… she still could not confirm her suspicions.

In the face of such a strong opponent, she and Zhangsun Wuji had to fight together if they wanted to survive. However, who should she join hands with? If she chose wrongly, she would make a very grave mistake!

Meng Fuyao took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down her nerves. Ever since that stormy night, she had learned how to stabilize her emotions. The more dangerous and precarious the situation, the more she could not act with undue haste!