Nongmen doctor girl: It's hard for a good wife to farm

Mo Xiaoyun was fingerprinted without realizing it, and then Mo Xiaoyun was dragged back to the cell, but this time he was put into the death row.

When Mo Xiaoyun woke up, he found that he was in a cell, but it was different from the previous cell.

She wanted to move her body, but a heart-piercing pain came from the whip wound, which made her gasp again and again, not daring to move.

Mo Xiaoyun has mixed feelings in her heart, is she really going to die here?Will it be possible to go back after death?

But if he died and couldn't go back, what should he do?

Mo Xiaoyun frowned, she was not thinking wildly, she really had no energy.

On the other side, when Xiao Wentian woke up, he found himself lying in his wooden house.

Xiao Wentian looked around in surprise, how did he come back?Just as he was about to get up, he felt a pain all over his body.

Just as he was struggling to get up, the door was suddenly pushed open. He looked up and saw Wang Xiaoling walking in with a bowl of decoction in his hand.

"Brother Xiao, you're awake." Seeing Xiao Wentian woke up, Wang Xiaoling was overjoyed, and stepped forward, put the decoction aside, and helped him up.

Xiao Wentian looked at Wang Xiaoling and asked, "You saved me?"

"Of course it was me. If it wasn't for me, you would have frozen to death in the snow." Wang Xiaoling said, and brought him the soup, "Come on, Brother Xiao, drink this medicine."

Xiao Wentian took it and drank it in one gulp, "Thank you."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Wentian lifted the quilt, endured the pain and got off the kang.

"Brother Xiao, what are you doing? You are injured, don't move." Wang Xiaoling quickly stopped him.

"No, I'm going to find Xiaoyun, she's still in prison, I want to save her." Xiao Wentian brushed away Wang Xiaoling's hand that stopped him, as if explaining to her, but also talking to himself.

"It's her again, brother Xiao, she has made you like this, why do you still go to her?" Wang Xiaoling was dissatisfied when she heard that Xiao Wentian was looking for Mo Xiaoyun.

"Don't worry about it." Xiao Wentian leaned on crutches and walked towards the door.

Wang Xiaoling hugged him from behind, "I won't allow it, you can't leave, what's so good about her, she deserves to be treated like this by you, why can't you look at me?"

Xiao Wentian pulled Wang Xiaoling's hand away, turned to look at her, "Xiaoling, you are a good girl, but the person I like is not you. A twisted melon is not sweet, you deserve a better man."

After Xiao Wentian finished speaking, he left the room.

"But I just like you." Wang Xiaoling pursed her lips, her eyes were red, and shouted towards the door.

Xiao Wentian didn't look back, nor did he stay. For him, the most important thing was Mo Xiaoyun.

Wang Xiaoling saved him, although he was grateful, but that didn't change the fact that he didn't like her.

Seeing that Xiao Wentian didn't stop, Wang Xiaoling stomped her feet angrily, ran out, caught up with Xiao Wentian, and held him by the arm, "Since you want to find her, then I'll go with you. I'm worried about you, not her , she is dead."

"Wang Xiaoling." Xiao Wentian called out to her when he heard the words.

"Okay, okay, I don't want to say anything." Wang Xiaoling puffed her cheeks. Although she was spoiled since she was a child, she did things as she wanted, but she was the only one who compromised with Xiao Wentian.

The two went to the town overnight, and when they arrived in the town, it was just dawn.

Xiao Wentian went to the county government office without stopping for a moment, and played drums in front of the government government office.

After beating the drum for a long time, the heavy vermilion gate opened, and an official sent out, "Who is it? What's the matter? The drum is beating early in the morning."

Xiao Wentian was overjoyed when he saw someone coming out, and he cupped his hands towards the officer, "Brother officer, I'm here to testify."

"Testimony? What kind of testimony?" the officer asked blankly.

"In the case of Mo Xiaoyun's killing of Master Su, I am a witness, and I can prove that Mo Xiaoyun did not kill Master Su, and the person who killed Master Su was someone else." Xiao Wentian answered quickly after hearing the official's question.

"The prisoner has already signed and pledged, admitting that she killed Mr. Su, you should go quickly, don't get in the way here." After the officer finished speaking, before Xiao Wentian could say anything else, he closed Zhu Hong's door, no matter how Xiao Wentian slammed on the door. , no one opened the door.

"Brother Guancha, you must have made a mistake when you opened the door. She couldn't have admitted it. She didn't kill him." Xiao Wentian kept yelling at the door, his voice was hoarse, and no one paid attention.

He frowned, and his heart was full of worry, how could he plead guilty?Is it a trick of torture?

When Xiao Wentian thought of this possibility, he became even more worried about Mo Xiaoyun.

"Brother Xiao, let's go first. Staying here is not an option, so we can think of other ways." Wang Xiaoling persuaded.

"Other ways..." Xiao Wentian murmured, and suddenly thought of a person, Su Dongjun, as long as he came forward and proved that Mo Xiaoyun did not murder Lord Su, she would be fine.

Xiao Wentian ran all the way to the Su residence, followed by Wang Xiaoling.

After arriving at the Su Mansion, Xiao Wentian saw that the front of the Zhu Gate was covered with white silk, and the original red lanterns were also replaced with white ones.

He went forward and knocked on the door. After several knocks, someone came to open the door.

It was an attendant in the mansion, when he saw Xiao Wentian, he closed the door without saying a word.

Xiao Wentian didn't even say a word, he knocked on the door again.

After knocking for a long time, the door opened again, and the attendant said impatiently, "Are you bothered?"

"Please tell me, brother, I want to see your young master." Xiao Wentian pressed against the door and said hastily.

"Our young master won't see you, you'd better leave quickly." After the attendant finished speaking, he wanted to close the door.

Zhu Hong's door was closed again, and Xiao Wentian was shut out. Originally, he just wanted to try it out. After all this happened, Su Dongjun suspected that Mo Xiaoyun had harmed Su Cheng, and it was human nature not to see him.

Xiao Wentian blamed himself for being useless.He dropped his fist on the stone lion at the door, and blood flowed down his fingers.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoling pulled his hand distressedly, "Brother Xiao, your hand is hurt." She took out a handkerchief and wrapped it around Xiao Wentian's hand.

Xiao Wentian didn't care about his injury, he was very anxious, thinking about how to save Mo Xiaoyun.

The condition of Mo Xiaoyun in the cell is not optimistic, because the wound has not been treated, and he has a fever.Mo Xiaoyun woke up in a daze, touched his head, the tentacles were hot.

It can't go on like this... Enduring the pain, Mo Xiaoyun sat up and leaned against the wall. When no one was passing by, he took some antipyretics from the medical space, and some anti-tetanus and anti-inflammatory drugs. She didn't have wound medicine, and it was not easy to bandage her directly, lest the jailer get suspicious, so she had to take some medicine first.

She leaned her head against the wall, raised her head and sighed softly, never thought that Mo Xiaoyun had saved countless people in her life, but this time she couldn't even save herself, she smiled bitterly.

Suddenly, I heard a burst of footsteps, and then I saw two jailers walking over, one of them was holding a food box in his hand, and handed the food inside into the cell, "It's time to eat."

"Brother, what time is it?" Mo Xiaoyun stood up while supporting the wall, and walked to the fence.

"It's Chen time, hurry up and eat, this is the meal for beheading, and you will be beheaded at noon." One of the jailers replied kindly.

"Ask to kill? I didn't plead guilty, how could I ask to be killed?" Mo Xiaoyun asked in disbelief with wide-eyed eyes.

"Didn't you already sign and pledge? Mr. Liu sentenced you to be executed at noon today."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense with her anymore. A person like her is not a pity to die. To murder Mr. Su, a thousand cuts to death is not enough." Ling Yi said filled with righteous indignation.

While talking, the two left the front of the cell.

Mo Xiaoyun didn't care about what the jailer said. What she cared about was that what the jailer said just now had to be signed.

She obviously didn't plead guilty, how could that be?

Mo Xiaoyun pondered for a moment, could it be that they pressed their fingerprints forcibly while she passed out?

Damn it... When Mo Xiaoyun thought of this, his anger couldn't stop surging.

She kicked the fence violently, and her toes were suddenly in pain, which was involved in whiplash again, and she was sweating coldly from the pain.

Liu Jun, if I can survive safely, I will make you repay me a hundred times. If I die, I will turn into a ghost and I will not let you go.Mo Xiaoyun said secretly in his heart.

She looked at the rice, but couldn't eat it.She sat down again, leaning against the wall, feeling very uneasy.

She was anxious and frightened, afraid of her imminent death.

Xiao Wentian where are you?Mo Xiaoyun scratched her hair indiscriminately, her eyes were red, she was about to collapse.

Mo Xiaoyun banged his head against the wall, forcing himself to calm down.

Calm down, be sure to be calm, there must be a way to escape.Mo Xiaoyun murmured to herself, forcing herself to calm down and think about it.

But after much deliberation, there is no solution, what should I do?what to do?

Just when Mo Xiaoyun was fidgeting, the cell door was opened again.

Two jailers walked in and put the shackles on her involuntarily.

Mo Xiaoyun panicked, "What are you doing? Where are you taking me?"

"The time is coming, escort them to the execution ground in advance." One of them answered Mo Xiaoyun's words.

Mo Xiaoyun got into the prison car and was escorted to the execution ground.Along the way, many people were cursing at her and throwing rotten vegetables and rotten eggs at her.

"It wasn't me, I didn't kill Mr. Su." Mo Xiaoyun shouted, but her voice was swallowed by the crowd.

No one paid any attention to her words, Mo Xiaoyun couldn't stop crying, she was looking forward to Xiao Wentian's appearance in front of her.

"Xiao Wentian, where are you?" Mo Xiaoyun cried bitterly, his hair and prison uniform were covered with rotten eggs and rotten vegetables, emitting an extremely unpleasant smell.

After arriving at the execution ground, Mo Xiaoyun was put on the guillotine by the officials. Her legs were trembling. The execution ground was not only surrounded by people, but also guarded by the officials. With her fists and feet, she couldn't escape at all.

Mo Xiaoyun looked at the supervisor, it was Liu Jun who was smiling.

She stood on the guillotine and stared at him, "Liu Jun, you will die a terrible death."

Mo Xiaoyun suddenly felt someone kick her knee hard, and with a plop, she knelt down on the ground.

She raised her head arrogantly, since she couldn't get rid of death, even if she died, she still had to be proud.

Time passed by every minute, and for Mo Xiaoyun, every minute and every second was a torment.

When the time approached, Mo Xiaoyun's shackles were removed, and her head was pressed on the guillotine.

Mo Xiaoyun closed her eyes and lost all hope of life, but she was still unwilling.

Xiao Wentian, it's too late to see you again.

"It's [-]:[-] noon. Execution." Liu Jun took out the token, threw it on the ground, and ordered loudly.

The executioner took a sip of wine, sprayed it on the machete, then held the knife in both hands, raised it high, and dropped it towards Mo Xiaoyun's slender neck.