At the last moment of being taken away, the woman's eyes still stayed on her Shengxia. He smiled heartily, not knowing that the shallow relationship was deep.

The guards moved rudely, and they pulled the woman's arm with great force. The woman has a postpartum physique, and after several pulls, it sways back and forth like a kite with a broken string. She closed her eyes lightly, maybe tired or tired.

The guards didn't care about the woman's frailty in the slightest, they were merciless and iron-blooded. The tough move continued, and one of them was sweating and carried the woman directly on his shoulder.

When Xiao Jue looked back, he saw such a scene, and his heart was filled with unknown anger, almost reflexive, so he wanted to step forward to stop that person's reckless move.

He looked down at the child in his arms, and couldn't help but think more. If you are like that person, there are still some possibilities. He didn't care too much, so he handed the child directly to an imperial doctor, and after a few words, he quickly chased after him.

Even if you want to punish her, even if you want her to die, you will not allow her to bow down on the arms of others. Xiao Jue's feet were very fast, but in a few seconds, he rushed to the front of the guard.

The guards hurriedly knelt on the ground and bowed again. They would never have thought that the emperor would chase after him at this time.

"You, give her to me." Xiao Jue waited until the silence subsided, and then said to the guard who was carrying the woman. Although the guard had big shoulders and a round waist, under the emperor's authority, he still handed over the woman to Xiao Jue with trembling hands.

Xiao Jue took the woman, but saw that she had closed her eyes tightly, and looked at it as if she was dead. Xiao Jue neither woke her up nor discarded it, he hugged her horizontally and walked towards the road ahead.

The guards were overwhelmed and wanted to help, but they didn't know what they could help, so they followed. A panicked look. Xiao Jue didn't give a word, but walked all the way with a blank face.

The position of the saint, in fact, does not have to go so hard, just a soft call. The dragon chariot will be ready immediately. He chose the path he walked, and this path was also the journey that sent her to the end of her life.

The guards gradually understood in their hearts that the direction in which the emperor was going was the Holy Division. Seemingly. This Shen Concubine Niangniang still can't avoid going to prison after all.

"Meet Your Majesty, Long Live Your Majesty." The guards guarding outside the gate of the Holy Priest also saw such a strange scene, and they first bowed and saluted, and then talked in a whisper.

There are different opinions on the matters discussed, both on the identity of women and on the punishment system of women. Xiao Jue's steps came suddenly, but it blocked the source of the discussion.

He stared coldly at the guards on their knees, and said only one sentence. And this sentence. It is to compile the final destination of the woman by hand. "You give me the key to the prison, and I will send her in myself." The guards were nervous, and their fingers trembled as they took out a bunch of keys that hung across their waists. "Let your subordinates let this person in." The guards were afraid that they would be tired and would be troubled, so they opened their mouths to ask for instructions.

"No need." Xiao Jue took the key with one hand and walked towards the inner one. Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind him, such a noisy sound, he really didn't want to hear it again.

"Don't follow me, and don't let anyone in!" The guards who followed immediately froze in place, sometimes kowtowing and apologizing. It's like you've seen some kind of magic barrier.

Xiao Jue sighed and continued to walk forward. He chose a position for her that could shine directly into the sun, and this light could be regarded as the last bit of tenderness for her. Xiao Jue took out the corresponding numbered key and gently opened the cell door.

Number fifteen. Just like the years they first met, such good years can never go back......

Xiao Jue placed the person steadily, looking at her bleak face, and the blush on her lips, she still couldn't help but tap on it. That's how bewitched I am. Bewitched in her countenance. Bewitched in her temperament, but also intoxicated by her false pretense.

He could feel the residual warmth on the woman's lips, she was not dead, she must have just fainted for a while. This person, he won't let her die so easily, he thinks that she betrayed him, fornicated with others, and was on the day of childbirth? Such irony, such pain, I am afraid that it was only given to him to receive.

Xiao Jue moved her lips away, and thought about leaving, allowing her to fend for herself. Just as he was about to leave, the woman seemed to murmur, the voice was small, but it still broke into his ear.

I can't imagine that the habits that have been formed over the years have become a brand. In the past, he paid attention to her words and deeds, her preferences, and even her tone and demeanor when she spoke.

Xiao Jue stopped, and then stood in the distance and watched her. The woman slowly opened her eyes, and she first subconsciously hugged her hands, as if she was still touching the baby's breath in someone's arms, as if there was still a soft baby snuggled there.

The woman's expression was indifferent, she looked around, she lowered her hand gloomily, and then a bleak smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Xiao Jue was a little confused, why could she still laugh at this moment, in this situation?

"Slut, you like it here, it's the place I've bothered to find for you." Xiao Jue bit his lip and said hurtful words in his heart. At this moment, he wants to repay the shame she brought to him. Only then did the woman notice that there was still a person beside her, and that person hadn't left yet?

"If you're satisfied or dissatisfied, what's the concern, even if you're dead like this, you won't care, will you?" The woman grabbed a handful of straw and held it in her arms, saying that the sudden loss of warmth in her arms was almost driving her crazy.

Xiao Jue looked at her like this, and his heart tightened. "She's not pitiful, she's just cheap". Xiao Jue kept repeating these words in his heart, which slightly alleviated the pain in his heart.

"You, stay here, I will let you taste all the capital punishments for the rest of your life." Xiao Jue left this sentence and closed the door from the outside.

If you want her to die, it's easy to be ruthless, a glass of poisonous wine, a piece of white silk, or even a blade?

But let her live worse than death, and suffer a lot of pain, is it really what she wants?

This is a sentence that Xiao Jue has been asking himself rhetorically since he left the Holy Division.

As for this answer, until many years later, he still did not understand it.

The moment the cell door closed, the woman could be regarded as seeing through this person and the so-called love?

It turns out that the deep affection accumulated day and night can't withstand the crisis of trust and the suspicion of the emperor after all.

After all, she still lost to herself, and lost to the love that she believed in.

Inside the prison and outside the door, there is still an unbreakable lock, which not only locks the heart, but also locks the feelings. (To be continued.) )