There was no ecstasy, no surprise, he only had a desolate smile on his lips, "After all these years, the first emperor still doesn't understand me?" With that, he sighed slowly, and his body slowly sank.

He can't die like this!

I yelled in his ear: "Xue Xu, your cloud has harmed my life, and I have a deep enmity with her like the sea, and I will never die!" If you die, I'll skin her and cramp her and drag her to feed the dogs!" ”

His body trembled, and his thin voice was almost inaudible: "Wen Ruyu, he must have a way to save you, go to find Wen Ruyu......"

"Let me in! Husband! Husband! Husband! Outside the door, Wen's mournful cries shattered the quiet night.

I glanced coldly at Xue Xu, who was covered in blood, and resolutely opened the door.

Wen was tied up and thrown to the ground by Senior Brother Jiu, her face was full of tears and snot, I looked at her embarrassed appearance, and suddenly wanted to laugh, "Princess, your husband is about to die!" You killed your relatives in righteousness, but you have made a great contribution! ”

Her eyes were red, and she said in a daze: "No, no, you are talking nonsense!" ”

I shook my head, "It's a pity, he hasn't been tried in Dali Temple yet, and the world can't see the appearance of King Dingnan Xian being reduced to a prisoner!" Alas, if he can leave his breath and go back to Beijing to ask for an immeasurable layman, he can't say that he can still ...... Alas......"

There seemed to be a glimmer of hope in her eyes, "Immeasurable layman? ”

I wiped the remaining blood from my palms and nodded with a smile.

Wen raised his dirty face, "Let me in!" ”

【Lady Show Coming】

On the eighth day of the seventh month, the regent King Qin led his troops to capture the rebel Lao Chao Chizhou, and the rebel Xue Xu was defeated and committed suicide.

On the ninth day of the seventh month, the king of Qin returned to the dynasty, leaving the deputy marshal Liang Ziyi and the prince of Jingyuan Marquis Zhao Yue to encircle and suppress the remnants of Xue Xu in the southwest.

On the eleventh day of August, it had been raining for five days, and the dampness was everywhere, and the already dark dungeon was damp again, and I covered my mouth and nose with a veil to block the smell of mold.

Walking straight along the long corridor to the end, it is the most heavily guarded cell in the dungeon, and it is also the worst cell in the dungeon, even on the brightest sunny day, there is no light in it, a small oil lamp on the stone wall, scattering a dim light, and the straw on the ground sticks to the wet water droplets, as if it has just been fished out of the water.

"Hehe, husband, husband, concubine serving you, hehe......" The hoarse female voice suddenly sounded, echoing in the empty prison, like a ghostly whisper.

I stood outside the prison door, squinted, and only through the lantern in Chunxian's hand did I see Wen's figure clearly.

She shrunk in the corner, her black hair was unkempt, her original elegant white dress and white dress were black, and she couldn't see the original color at all, she was holding a handful of straw in her arms, her pale and wrinkled face was full of misty smiles, looking at the straw like a wolf seeing meat, and a dog seeing ×.

"Is she still the same?" I waved the dust and asked the guards standing respectfully.

"Yes, since the first day I came here, the Wen family has been crazy, and he only holds that bundle of straw every day to call 'husband'."

I nodded slightly, motioning for the guard to step back.

"Princess, Ye Rong has come to see you!" My smiling voice was unusually crisp in the dungeon.

She didn't seem to hear me, but she still caressed the straw gently.

I smiled softly: "Princess, it's me, I'm Ye Rong, Ye Rong, your husband has admired Ye Rong for many years!" ”