Wan Yanmin looked at the burden, and all that appeared in front of him was the image of Nanyue. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoSome people are obviously not gone, and nostalgia is already a happy and sad thing. Yu Wanyan Min still had a kind of nervousness and panic that emanated from the pores of his whole body and he didn't want to admit it.

It's all about her. Lingering, want to hide and stay.

The smiling Nanyue, the ghost horse elf who has a lot of bad ideas, the Nanyue who risked death in the woods to block the arrows for him, and the Nanyue who hugged him like a scoundrel but said with great sincerity that he wanted to be his good friend......

The woman is leaving, silently, without a trace. Just as she single-handedly hijacked Helian Tuo, and a night conversation with Yelu Mingzhu privately decided the future of the two countries; Send Shui Yingcheng's body out of the palace to assist Nan Qingyun in escaping on the wedding night. She has always been the Nanyue who didn't even have a sign, and when she had an idea, she could do things silently without anyone telling her.

But since he had suddenly intruded into his life, disturbing the silence and loneliness he had been accustomed to for more than ten years, how could he suddenly plan to evaporate out of thin air, as if he was playing a dream-like trick.

Wan Yan Min could sense the anger rising in his heart every minute, anger and an uncontrollable panic.

It wasn't that he didn't think she would leave. In fact, Wan Yanmin has long been accustomed to being a guest with anyone. In the cold and summer of the 14 years since the death of the first emperor, many people have come and walked around him, and these people have not been able to attract his attention or hold him back. It's just two places. The universe is vast, and no one can really stop or sigh for others.

However, once there is really a person, who accidentally crosses the thick barrier one day and walks into that closed heart? Although it is not yet possible to define exactly the role of this man in that empty heart, he is about to leave suddenly. Doesn't the walls of the heart vibrate slightly, and the heart doesn't hurt even shallowly?

Nanyue is the one who accidentally stepped into Yan Min's heart.

Fish that slipped through the net.

Wan Yanmin's eyes instantly released a powerful and awe-inspiring aura.

No matter what, Nanyue definitely can't leave now, can't.

Wan Yanmin was almost angry, leaving everything around him and about to leave.

The gaze was sharp, just in time to catch a corner of the clothes that flashed hurriedly by the door.

Looking at the style of the skirt tail, it looks like the palace dress of the palace maids of each palace.

That palace maid was Qiu Ling, who was walking with Ju'er beside Ning Xin'er when she poured the medicine residue that day. Originally, he was sneakily trying to touch the Nanyue Dormitory, but he found a figure inside, and hurriedly turned around and escaped.

The palace maid was nervously walking through the Jiaofang Palace. In a trance, I saw a human wall suddenly erected in front of me. The white black face of the boots, the gold thread on the upper outlines the outline of the flowing cloud beast. Gong Qian hung down on a wide embroidered robe, like a terrifying black shadow. He raised his neck to look, and looked up tremblingly along Wan Yanmin's tall figure.

When he saw the man's face clearly, he collapsed and collapsed all over his body: "Emperor, Emperor, ...... Emperor"

***

Nanyue was taken to the Red Prison and looked around at the prison with the strictest security and the highest treatment in the whole of the Underworld. Of course, the prisoners inside were also angry and terrified before entering here.

The cells are very tall, half the height of the average cell. The wooden prison pillars on his side stand next to each other, forming two high fence-like walls, and people feel that this corridor that cannot be seen is particularly narrow and forested, and there is no light in the distance, and naturally they do not know where the end of this corridor leads.

But the dim lights on the heights dimly illuminated the cells on either side. Many of the cells were empty. Every once in a while, I come across one with someone inside. These cells are far different from the cold, damp and dark cells of the people, and there is no suffocating damp and mildew smell, nor the sour smell of overnight leftovers.

Moreover, it is not noisy. No prisoner is lying on the door with his hair scattered.

The people here, even if they want to escape, are silently calculating in their hearts. There will never be an unseemly shouting. This is something that is born in the bones of the elite, which motivates them to maintain a kind of dignity and decency no matter where they fall. Perhaps some people still have some unquenchable fire in their hearts, while others have long since lost their desire or desire to live for various reasons. Different thoughts are all reflecting or meditating on the ups and downs and smoothness, sins and glory of their lives in this corner of the day that will never see the light of day again.

Reminiscing about the people who couldn't live in the past, and the people who couldn't live with themselves.

As well as those who have lived up to the years and embraced the beautiful scenery.

There was an old man with a shaved body and thin clothes. I'm playing against myself. The chess pieces are settled, black and white are distinct, and there is a world in the chess game.

There was also a woman whose hair was mottled and almost white, but still hanging down and meticulously combed. Turned a deaf ear to the group that came over. It's just that when Nanyue and her party passed, the woman subconsciously dusted off the dust that fell on her sleeves.

The discomfort and slight fog of light that Nan Chu had felt when he came in gradually subsided, replaced by a contemplation and ignorance of the new world.

Nanyue's hands were leaned together and placed in front of her casually. The chains rattled at his feet, and only his eyes were not locked, casting the shadows cast by the wooden nails and fences everywhere, looking at the impregnable prison.

"Queen Mother, please."

The jailer's lukewarm reminder caused Nanyue's gaze to withdraw from the air.

"Oh."

Nan Yue glanced at the jailer casually, and said casually: "You are not as arrogant as ordinary jailers. ”

There was no wave in the man's eyes: "Even if the masters come here, they are still masters." ”

Nanyue was stunned for a moment. Seeing that he was not a talker, he stopped talking.

The inside of the cell was not as unbearable as imagined, a tattered quilt, two clay bowls for eating, but the edges were a little damaged, and a wooden barrel in the corner of the wall for the prisoners to use for worship, and a square cloth was placed on the barrel for covering.

"Mother, what else do you need?"

"What?"

The prisoners were also provided with recreational facilities.

The jailer obviously saw the confusion in Nan Yue's eyes, opened his tightly closed lips, and said, "As long as the prisoner does not ask too much, a set of ordinary chess sets, or an ordinary hair comb, according to the regulations of the Criminal Department, the small ones can provide it." Niangniang is in the Tianzi Prison, and it is not impossible to use the orchestra if you need it. ”

"Tianzi Prison, the cells of the Red Prison are still divided into three, six, nine and so on?" Nanyue finally couldn't hold back her faint surprise.

As he spoke, he paid attention to the threshold under his feet and walked into the empty prison cell.

The jailer calmly replied, "There are also the Infective Prison and the Yuanzi Prison, and the prisoners of the Tianzi Prison can choose some things to spend a long time. ”

Nanyue wanted to inquire about the news of the Renzi Prison and the Yuanzi Prison, but when she saw the soldier's face frosty, she still dispelled her excessive curiosity. Just carefully asked him, "So, is there a book?" (To be continued.) )