Quick Wear Beauty

Chapter 827: Spiritual Plant Master, She is Famous in the Interstellar World (37)

Chapter 827: Spiritual Plant Master, She is Famous in the Interstellar World (Thirty-Seven)

Joan looked lonely and her voice was a little hoarse.

"Being in the royal family, I was forced into those fights. I wasn't a threat to my brother at all, yet he... Sigh, I only pray that Queen Mother is safe and that I can clear my name."

Although Mei Nan's heartbreaking expression was quite aesthetically pleasing, Fu Li was a cold-blooded person. She didn't bother to play dumb and directly pointed out, "Prince Qiong, you're not in dire straits. You definitely have your own people loyal to you. Perhaps you already had my identity information in your hands when I arrived at the floating island. Even if I'm in a dark cell, that was all part of your plan."

I don't know whether you intend to let me get hurt, put all the blame on your good brother, let my friends and I hold your brother accountable, or you want me to be like other women and do things for you willingly.

I only became a spiritual plant master through good luck. I have no power or influence, and I have always cherished my life. I don't want to become a victim of your clan's struggle. If you really want to use me as a pawn, I will directly overturn your chessboard."

Only then did Qiong realize that he had made a mistake. His intuition told him that he could no longer drag Fu Li into the struggle with his brother.

He originally thought that no woman would refuse to help him, and as long as he showed a pitiful expression, Fu Li would help him.

The proud little prince experienced the feeling of being rejected by a woman for the first time.

Qiong and Fu Li looked at each other, and then he smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I sincerely apologize to you. Master Fu, I won't let anything happen to you. You'll be out in less than a day."

She touched her empty fingers. The space button on them had been searched away. She had to get it back before leaving. "That's good. Thank you, little prince. I hope you can achieve your wish soon."

She sat on the ground and closed her eyes to rest.

Joan didn't say anything else.

When Fu Li opened her eyes, she found that the man in the cell next to her had fainted on the ground.

Fu Li thought that Qiong was quite cruel to him. Even when he was injured and could not be cured, he still had to perform a self-torture trick in front of her. Unfortunately, she was too hard-hearted. She did not ask about his well-being or help him. When he was locked up, he was beaten again and his injuries became even more serious.

"Someone come, your little prince has fainted."

She shouted, but no one responded.

The soundproofing of this darkroom was really good. She searched the wall and found a hidden button, so she kept pressing it for two minutes.

Finally, a palm-sized hole appeared in the stone wall, and an exasperated voice came from outside: "Press, press, press, press! Why are you pressing so hard? It's like you're asking for my life. If you're hungry, bear it. The food hasn't arrived yet."

"Your little prince is dying, and you won't save him?"

Fu Li's words stopped the complaints outside, and soon two guards came in.

"Your Highness? Your Highness?"

Seeing Qiong lying motionless on the ground, the fish tribe member on the left asked suspiciously, "Could it be that the two of you planned to escape together? Although the young prince is weak, he shouldn't be so weak that he can't withstand a beating."

Fu Li nodded and smiled, "Yes, we are going to escape. You don't have to save your little prince. If he dies here, the eldest prince will be able to get rid of the big trouble.

As for me, I am an innocent person. I didn't even know the little prince before today. His death has nothing to do with me. With my status as a third-level spiritual plant master and the authority of the Spiritual Plant Master Association, the great prince doesn't dare to kill me. You are different. You will definitely be killed by the great prince to avenge his brother. "

The fish tribe member on the right patted his companion on the shoulder and said, "You forgot, the little prince was injured when he escaped last time, and he probably hasn't recovered. This time, the injury is even worse. Hurry and open the cell. If something goes wrong, you and I will die."

Perhaps after hearing what the two said, the fishman on the left condensed a key with his hands, opened Qiong's cell door, and checked the situation.

The fish tribe member said in frustration, "Oh no! The little prince is seriously injured and unconscious. No matter how much I call him, he won't wake up. I don't have any medicine with me. I don't want the little prince to die here."