The prison, cold and damp, Fu Qizheng wore a plain cloak, walking in the aisle, there were cages on both sides, he had never been to such a dark place, and most of the people inside were waiting to die here.

"Mother, please." Qi Huanyi led the way in front.

Fu Qizheng saw the assassin in the torture chamber, her hands and feet were chained to the pillar, unable to move, unkempt, and her clothes were covered with blood.

The prison woman brought a bucket of cold water and doused her to wake her up, and the assassin woke up, staring straight at Fu Qizheng with a sad and cold gaze.

Fu Qizheng sideways instructed his entourage: "All retreat." ”

The entourage retreated outside the door and waited, leaving only Fu Qizheng and the female assassin in the torture chamber, one extremely noble, the other dying and miserable as ants. The water ran down the hair and onto the clothes, mixed with the blood, and fell to the ground drop by drop.

Such a blood-drenched scene is a bit shocking, but I have already seen it, so I am not afraid. Fu Qizheng walked in front of her, the smell of blood came to his nose, he took off his cloak, looked at her resentful eyes, and said unhurriedly: "Have you ever regretted that you didn't stab the palace to death with a sword that day?" Now let this palace see your appearance. ”

The Assassin glanced to the side, disdainful in reply.

Fu Qizheng raised the corners of his lips: "If you don't speak, you can save Wenyue if you don't speak, and this palace doesn't have to go to such a bad place." ”

When the assassin heard this, he struggled and shouted, "What have you done to Wen Yue. ”

"She's still a concubine now, and no one can do anything to her. No one dared to torture her. Fu Qizheng paced a few steps, said lightly, and turned to look at the assassin. Is she really your own sister? ”

The Assassin was silent again.

"Now you know to help her hide it? But it's too late! Fu Qizheng's tone became heavier, and he said, "You have been hiding in Xihe Palace for these days, you must know who this palace is, if you want to save her, you can make it clear in 1510." ”

The assassin scoffed, "Will you save Wen Yue?" ”

Fu Qizheng said coldly: "This palace is for Hui Ying's sake, I can't bear her to lose her mother at such a young age." ”

"What do you want to know?"

Fu Qizheng immediately asked, "Who are you?" Who is Moon Moon? ”

The assassin hesitated for a moment before he spoke, "I am the princess of Pingle of the Jin Kingdom, and my father is the last monarch of the Great Jin Dynasty who died under the sword of the King of Zhennan. And Wen Yue is my sister. ”

Fu Qizheng smiled: "The Jin Kingdom has been destroyed for twenty years, and the Mo royal family no longer exists, you say that you are a golden branch and jade leaf, how can this palace believe you?" ”

"I was only seven years old when the country broke. Mama escaped from the palace with me and the mother who was about to give birth. On the way to escape, the queen mother had a difficult birth, gave birth to a sister and went, that night there was a full moon in the sky, Mama named her Yue, Mama took me and my sister and fled to Xizhou. My sister is too young, and there is only one way to die with us, and just when we are cornered, we meet a family surnamed Wen. The queen mother is also surnamed Wen, and Mama said that this is fate. So he entrusted his sister to the Wen family, the Wen family was poor, and my grandmother gave them all the gold, silver and jewelry we brought out of the palace. The assassin scoffed.

"Wen Yue believes what you say like that?"

"I have Wenshan's handwritten letter, she has to believe it, before I came to Pingjing, I went to Wen's house to find my sister, but Wenshan has sent her into the palace to be a concubine for the emperor of the Ning Dynasty." The Assassin's eyes were filled with rage.

"Did you sneak into the palace to kill the emperor or recognize Wenyue?"

"Since I came to Pingjing, of course I want to kill the emperor."

"If you kill the emperor, Daning will perish, and the Southern Jin Dynasty will be able to restore the country?" Fu Qizheng asked sharply.

The assassin sneered, "It's not easy to restore the country, but the revenge of the father and the queen has to be avenged. ”

"Then why don't you dare to kill Hongu?" This is Fu Qizheng's biggest doubt, which has been entrenched in his heart for a long time.

The Assassin then said, "It's the Kingdom of Jin." ”

Fu Qizheng was puzzled: "Jin Guo, what does this have to do with Jin Guo?" ”

"Jin Guo promised to help us restore the country, but until then, I can only act at the behest of Jin Guo."

No wonder the rebellion in Xizhou was so strong, it was originally in the Jin Kingdom to get in the way, Fu Qizheng asked again: "You are acting on the orders of the Jin Kingdom, what does this have to do with not killing the palace?" ”

"Before I sneaked into the palace, I received a royal order from the regent of the Jin Kingdom, and the regent asked me not to accidentally hurt Emperor Ning's concubine Fu Qizheng, even if I gave up the assassination, I couldn't hurt you in the slightest, as for why, I don't know."

Fu Qizheng asked: "Is your so-called royal order just a verbal message?" ”

"That letter is still in Xihe Palace." The assassin continued, "I'm already dead, although I haven't been able to kill the emperor, but killing He Youzhu can be regarded as making up for a little regret, presumably the heavenly spirits of the father and the queen mother can also forgive Wen Yue." ”

Since there is a letter, when I look back, I will see that Fu Qizheng was thinking about it, and when she heard her words, she was suddenly shocked: "What did you say?" ”

"Wen Yue is my good sister, although she can't bear to kill the emperor, but the He family is also the blood feud of my Great Jin, she listened to my orders and killed He Youzhu, which can be regarded as comforting the souls who died in the hands of the He family."

Fu Qizheng was stunned, she had been looking for the culprit behind the scenes for months, and it turned out to be ...... It turned out to be Wen Yue! Fu Qizheng couldn't believe what he heard.

"I have told you everything, I hope you don't break your word, I don't regret my death, but Wen Yue didn't know about the assassination of the emperor, she was innocent."

Fu Qizheng couldn't listen to what she said at all, and suddenly became depressed, and staggered out of the torture chamber slowly.

Nian Jin'an saw Fu Qizheng come out reluctantly, so he hurriedly stepped forward to support her, and said hurriedly: "What's wrong with Niangniang?" ”

"How could it be Wenyue." Fu Qizheng was stunned and muttered to himself.

"What are you talking about?" Nian Jinan asked.

The wound that had just begun to heal in his heart was torn apart again, and in an instant, Fu Qizheng stood in the corridor, stretched out his hand to support the cold wall, and burst into tears: "It turned out to be Wenyue!" ”

Nian Jin Anxin was anxious: "Niangniang ......"

Qi Huanyi heard the movement and rushed over: "What's wrong with the concubine?" ”

"The slave doesn't know that the mother came out of it like this." Nian Jin'an knew that Qi Huanyi and Fu Qizheng were good friends, so he took the palace maid who accompanied him to wait outside the cell, and asked Qi Huanyi to stay and persuade him.

"Concubine Niangniang." Qi Huanyi handed over Jinpa.

Fu Qizheng saw the familiar thing in a slight blink of an eye, knowing that he had lost his manners, and wanted to take out the silk silk in his sleeve, only to remember that the silk was stained with blood and had been sent to the pulp for washing, so he took it from Qi Huanyi's hand and wiped away the tears.

Fu Qizheng stood silently for a long time, forcibly suppressed the grief and indignation in his heart, and said lightly: "Thank you, General Qi." ”

"Did the assassin tell her what she said?" Qi Huanyi frowned and asked.

Fu Qizheng shook his head lightly and said gloomily: "It's nothing, let's go back." After speaking, he walked slowly step by step, and when he got out of the prison, the sunlight outside was particularly dazzling...... (To be continued.) )