"Tsk tsk, this lady in the general's mansion is different. There are maids in the jail to serve you!"

"that is."

"No wonder they don't eat food in prison! It turns out that they are waiting for the maid at home to serve her!"

The female prisoners looked at Song Ziyu sitting on the bed, sour and jealous.

"Sister Hong gave them half an hour! Last time my mother came to visit the prison, but she stood at the prison door for a quarter of an hour, and Sister Hong came to chase people away."

"Who made you not the lady of the General's Mansion?"

"Who told your mother not to give Sister Hong money!"

"That's right, I guess, that maid stuffed Sister Hong several taels of silver!"

"Hey! It's great to have money."

Wang Jiaoniang also sighed and agreed: “Yes!

It’s great to have money. If I had money, I wouldn’t have been to this prison.”

When many female prisoners heard her say this, they lowered their heads silently. Why are they the same?

If they have money, they will not commit crimes and enter this prison.

"Miss, you've suffered."

Cui'er sat on the bed and said to the pale and haggard lady.

"What did you bring?"

Song Ziyu stared at the food box and asked with saliva.

"I brought some food to the lady."

As she said that, Cui'er opened the food box. Without a table, she placed the food box on the bed layer by layer.

She brought the lady's favorite snacks, several dishes that the lady likes, and a pot of tea.

Without waiting for Cui'er to get her chopsticks, Song Ziyu picked up a piece of hibiscus cake with her hands that she had not washed for two days and started eating it.

Cui'er was taking out the chopsticks and handing them to the eldest lady, but she saw that she had already eaten her voraciously, and she had no image at all.

The young lady cares about her image the most. She has never eaten like this before. It seems that the young lady is really hungry.

"Um..." Song Ziyu ate too fast, choked by the snack, blushed, and said to Cui'er: "Water, water..." "Miss water."

Cui'er hurriedly picked up the teapot. After picking it up, she suddenly realized that she did not bring a tea cup.

But Song Ziyu could no longer wait, so she snatched the teapot and poured several large mouthfuls into the teapot's spout.

These big mouthfuls of tea were taken down and she choked on Song Ziyu's pastry.

"Hu..." Song Ziyu breathed out and felt much more comfortable in an instant.

She put down the teapot, took the chopsticks from Cui'er's hand, and continued to eat.

She ate all the dishes that Cui'er brought, leaving only two plates of snacks and half a pot of tea.

After eating and drinking, Song Ziyu touched her round belly and wiped her mouth with the handkerchief handed over by Cui'er.

Cui'er put the remaining pastries back into the food box and placed the food box at the foot of the bed.

"The remaining pastries and tea can be eaten by the lady when she is hungry at night. Tomorrow at noon, I will bring you food to the lady."

Song Ziyu looked at Cui'er and asked, "But my parents asked you to send food?"

They should have asked Cui'er to give it to her, so she wouldn't have been hungry for so long.

Cui'er hesitated for a moment, shook her head and said, "It was not what the general and his wife asked him to send him. Madam Du said that according to Miss's temperament, she would definitely not eat anything in the prison. So I took the initiative and asked the kitchen to prepare some food for the lady to deliver it."

"Madam Du really knows the lady. She really didn't eat anything in prison."

Upon hearing this, Song Ziyu changed her face.

This food was not sent by my parents, but by Cui'er on her own initiative.

Do parents have her in front of their hearts?

She has been imprisoned for two days. Not only have they not seen her, they have not thought about bringing her food.

Have they decided to give up on her?

Song Ziyu felt cold and her face turned pale.

"Did my parents tell me how to save me?"
Chapter completed!