After the man finished blowing the song, Qingyu Xiao held it obliquely in his hand, leaned over and bowed his head to Ning Fu. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At that moment, he failed to meet her gaze, gentle and compassionate, with a bit of deep melancholy and sadness.

He looked at Ning Fu, who was trembling more and more, and said calmly and solemnly:

"Ning Fu, I'm sorry...... It's late. ”

……

Go back in time and walk back to Beijing for seven days.

Seven days ago.

A top-secret letter from nowhere, lying quietly at the imperial table in the emperor's study.

The emperor's hands were extremely well maintained, and he gently opened the envelope and pulled out a letterhead with only a few words, but with a resolute tone.

A few words, but the emperor read them for a long time, sighed for a long time, and threw the letter aside.

He sat silently in his chair for a long time, his brows furrowed and his expression hesitant.

There was also a stack of similarly shaped letterheads on the bookcase, and he pulled it out and looked back one by one, the more he looked at it, the more his brows became tangled.

He clings to the letter and ponders in the boundless darkness of the night.

Five days ago.

A group of gray-clothed people, their postures shook and fell, quietly swept over the roofs in the night, and swept into a small courtyard in the backyard of King Jin's mansion.

Those people landed gently, and the women who tossed and turned in the small room and couldn't sleep all night immediately woke up with blazing eyes.

"Bang." The lights in the house are lit.

The woman sat up in her cloak, looked at the visitor with a calm expression, and looked at everyone carefully for a while, as if she had realized something.

Exclaimed: "You ...... What do you want to do? ”

"Girl." The man in gray stepped forward to salute: "Your identity is special, it is difficult for King Jin's Mansion to ensure your success, this is not the time to speak, come with us, you will soon understand." ”

The woman's eyes widened in horror.

"Why should I go with you, I'm safe here......"

The man in gray was stunned.

"Today, you have to go, if you don't go, you have to go!"

Several people rushed up in unison under a gesture, and the stunned Ha Zhuo thought that he would be robbed alive in King Jin's mansion, and he reacted immediately while being pulled into a stagger, and desperately retreated: "No, no, no, I won't go with you, don't hurt me......"

She tried desperately to break free, but the hands of those gray-clothed men were firmly clasping her wrists like iron pincers, and she wondered in a panicked struggle, why there was no movement around at all, why no one in the palace had noticed that someone had broken in here?

The crowd of people swarmed and blocked the hut to death, and in the hands of these people, even if she had the ability to fly to the sky, she would definitely be able to escape.

Then a wet handkerchief covered her mouth and nose, and before she fainted, she heard the gray-clothed man whisper in her ear, "Don't blame anyone, only complain that your own life is not good, if you have to make a note, then count it on the woman who brought you from the dome to the Great Zhou." ”

……

Three days ago, on the west side of the imperial city, near the cold palace, there was a forbidden place, which has always been heavily guarded and no one was allowed to enter, only a small number of royal high-level people knew that there was a dungeon there, which belonged to the secret prison of Yuwei, the first in the world with strict security, and those who were imprisoned there have always been serious criminals involved in the royal family and the great rebellion.

The prison has been vacant for more than ten years, and today there are finally new guests.

The oil lamp shone miserably on the deep blue iron wall, and Hadra leaned against the corner of the cold stone wall, closed his eyes and said nothing, trembling as he looked at the iron prison that seemed to be indistinguishable from hell.

Her gaze shook every time she swept over the blood-stained instruments on the wall.

She moved slightly, the chains on her body rattled, and she suddenly went crazy and rushed to the soldiers guarding outside, shouting, "Where is this?" Why is this happening? What about the prince? Where is the prince? ”

The soldier's gaze was as calm as deep water.

"This is the royal dungeon of the Feather Guard." A faint voice sounded, but it was not what the soldier said, "That is, the legendary prison." ”

"Heavenly prison!" Hadro gasped, and her beautiful face distorted, "What crime have I committed, and I will be imprisoned in prison......"

In the next moment, she seemed to have realized: "Is it because I am pregnant with the prince's child?" She wanted to get up hatefully, but she didn't have the slightest strength: "I and the prince are happy with each other......"

"Please, please, take me to the emperor, I want to explain clearly!" She shouted: "I'm just an ordinary woman, what's wrong with being with the prince, I don't ask for any fame, and I never have any ...... intentions"

The soldier stared straight ahead, as if he couldn't hear.

Seeing that they were soft and hard, and the man who had just spoken did not show his face, he got up as soon as he could, dragged the chains and got up, and slammed the door vigorously: "Let me out!" Let me out! I have the flesh and blood of the prince in my belly! ”

No one paid attention to him, only echoes kept echoing in the deep iron wall, and the sound of "flesh and bones" continued all the way.

"It's useless." The voice sounded faintly again, "This is an iron prison, there are countless mechanisms, if you are not afraid of your own short-sightedness, there is no need for someone to guard here, and there is heavy iron on all sides, and no sound can be heard." ”

"Why!" Hadro's eyes were red, and he slid down against the cell door inch by inch: "What the hell did I do wrong......"

Sitting on the grass in the iron prison, she gradually quieted down, bowed her head slightly, looked at the iron cuffs on her hands and feet, and gently swiped her fingers on those strangulation marks, one stroke at a time, engraved in the bottom of her heart.

In his mind, Qi Yu's gentle face was called, calling her name again and again, so gentle.

In a trance, a drop of crystal liquid fell, about to fall into the dead grass, Ha Zhuo spread his palm and caught it.

She looked at the liquid for a long time, and slowly, burst into tears again.

Two days ago.

Judging from the little light of the sky shining through a crack in the iron overhead, it seemed to be bright.

A corner of the yellow robe faintly appeared at the end of the stairs, and in the dim oil light, someone stopped at the end of the iron prison.

Hadra smiled faintly.

Her smile was hidden in the shadows, and no one saw the desperate but clear look.

The man had been watching her from afar, his eyes wavering, and he waved his hand for a while.

There was a jumble of footsteps retreating.

"Your name is Hadro?" The man opened his mouth, and his tone did not distinguish between joy and anger, "You say, you and King Jin are in love?" ”

Ha Zhuo stood up, and by this time he had already calmed down, and the light sound of the chains was difficult, but he regained the humility and arrogance of her steppe children, and saluted the other party: "Yes, Your Majesty." ”

"I've seen Chi Rong, and I've seen a lot of you guys," the emperor looked at Yi Ren quietly, his eyes were far away, as if he was recalling the picture when Chi Rong came to the court, "At that time, I had spoken to Chi Rong in private, and I wanted to point out family affairs for him, but he rejected me, I saw that he meant that there was a favorite person in his hometown, until you came to Da Zhou later, I always thought that that person was you." ”