There is no day in the prison, only a light like a bean. The rotting thatch was wrapped in blood, and the smell of mold was faintly permeated. The mottled walls were dotted with dark red, and a thumb-thin iron chain on the butter-painted fence kept the dungeon inside and out.

Feng Luoli sat against the wall in the prison, dressed in brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes, which seemed out of place here. However, there was no peace in her heart before, and the deathly silence here made her especially sober. While she was wholeheartedly waiting for Tuoba Jun's explanation why she would go out of her way to save Yue Linglong, she didn't know that she was already in a desperate situation. The clammy and cold and eerie aura invaded her every pore one by one, and the past, the past, and the past came to mind one by one.

My aunt often said that there is no word love in the deep palace, some are just competing for favor and intrigue, and all that can be held in their hands is power. Feng Luoli didn't believe it, relying on Tuoba Jun's love not to calculate, and disdained to compete for favor. She is convinced that Tuoba Jun is different, different from every emperor's love of the new and dislike of the old, and lack of affection. It was this belief that made her lose her child, be framed again and again, and now she has lost Hong'er, and even she is in prison.

"Jun, in your heart, after all, the imperial power has won!"

Feng Luoli whispered, burying his head in the crook of his arm, feeling every bit of dampness and gloom in the prison, and tasting every feeling of the people who were imprisoned here in the past.

"Don't blame me!"

The melodious voice sounded in his ears, and Feng Luoli turned his head and didn't want that it was Melodious who was locked in the cell beside him. Feng Luoli smiled bitterly unconsciously, killing 1,000 enemies and injuring 800 himself. Melodious words are so eloquent that it is Feng Luoli who instructed her to set fire to the Buddha Hall, how can she get out of it if she is the person who burned the Buddha Hall?

"Did I instruct you to burn down the temple?"

Feng Luoli's face did not have a trace of blame, only faintly wanted to talk about other people's affairs, and generally looked at it so quietly and melodious.

"No!" Melodious replied briefly.

Feng Luoli smiled, the smile that slipped from her eyebrows was so soft, it made people suddenly feel that she was still in the Zhaoyang Palace, not in this cold and damp prison. "It's fine! At least when it's just you and me, you're still honest with me. ”

Melodious looked at Feng Luoli's relieved look, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat and couldn't say half a sentence. Since entering the Zhaoyang Palace, although she is a palace maid outside the palace. But all the treatment is owned by the personal palace maid. Whether she was cold-faced or expressionless, Feng Luoli treated her as before, not much better, but not a little worse.

She is the person that Murong Baiyao wants to protect. But what better guardian could be by his side than by his side? If you can be by his side, all this suffering will be worth it.

The silence between the two of them was even more evident in the silence of the prison, and the sound of water ticking on the eaves could be heard very clearly. Feng Luoli only sat quietly, staring at a certain place on the roof of the cell, and suddenly remembered the scene of the secret room behind the Tian'an Hall with Tuoba Jun. At that time, they were all generally afraid. It's just that Tuoba Jun is here, and her fear is so worthless.

But now, her fear is still there, and he doesn't know where he is? Yunhua Palace, right? The woman who did not hesitate to go to the fire for his manuscript was still unconscious, how could he let her wake up when she was alone?

Tuoba Jun walked alone in the empty Zhaoyang Palace, and Hong'er's babbling and crisp and immature laughter in the past were gone, but the huge hall and the decorations with Feng Luoli's figure were left everywhere.

This book case is where Feng Luoli often stays! She always loved to write, flipping through the subset of scriptures and histories. When there is no Hong'er, I always see her writing or writing a few small poems by hand, or transcribing some excellent works; After the child is gone. She was more of a transcriber of Buddhist scriptures.

What now? She was gone, but the smiling face shook so clearly in front of her eyes. Tuoba Jun reached out and stroked the books that Feng Luoli often flipped through, and picked them up casually, just like every time she was idle.

A letter fell from between the books, and Tuoba Jun bent down to pick it up......

Just as Feng Luoli's eyes were sour, the lights in the prison suddenly became bright, followed by the sound of messy steps. A moment later, the cell was as dark as day.

Tuoba Jun, who was dressed in a dark embroidered dragon pattern brocade robe, stood in front of everyone and strode towards Feng Luoli. Feng Luoli didn't move, just looked at Tuoba Jun quietly, looking at the man who told her to promise life and death.

The jailer opened the door of the cell with quick hands and feet. There are also two who took Melodious Yang away directly. Tuoba Jun walked into the cell, with emotions that Feng Luoli couldn't understand in his dark eyes, it turned out that he didn't understand him so much, just like what was the emotion in his eyes at this moment?

"Let's all go down!"

Tuoba Jun's expression was grim. There was no negotiability in the chilly tone. The jailer and cell boss hurriedly bowed down and retreated, but it was just a cup of tea, and only Tuoba Jun and Feng Luoli were left in the prison.

Feng Luoli slowly stood up and looked at Tuoba Jun, wanting to see something in his eyes, did he come to see her?

"Li'er!" Tuoba Jun vigorously hugged Feng Luoli into his arms. The strength made Feng Luoli feel painful, and that kind of force seemed to crush Feng Luoli into his bones. But this temperature is not at all the same as the warm and greedy before, but the cold and hard as iron confinement.

Feng Luoli didn't speak, he didn't cry out in pain, let Tuoba Jun hold him, he had something to say! Or maybe she really let him down.

"Why do you treat me like this?" Tuoba Jun seemed to be squeezing words out between his teeth, "I have known you since I was a child, and we depend on each other for our lives, and our love is deep-rooted. You promise me not to leave, and I promise you to love you for the rest of your life. Now, isn't it enough for me to protect you, spoil you, and grant you the position of queen? Tuoba Jun suddenly let go of Feng Luoli's eagle-like eyes, and pierced Feng Luoli's heart, "Why do you still have a private meeting with Murong Baiyao?" Why do you want to be hostile?! ”

After that, he suddenly pushed Feng Luoli away and slammed straight into the wall of the cell, it hurt! It hurts! But it couldn't match Tuoba Jun's eyes that were angry, full of disappointment and pain.

"You don't believe me?!"

Feng Luoli stood up straight and looked straight at Tuoba Jun, the man she believed in even if he poured her abortion decoction. At this moment, he looked at himself so disappointed and sad, just like he was at the beginning.

"How do you tell me to believe you?!" Tuoba Jun said and threw a letter in front of Feng Luoli, "Fang Zhu sent the guards to report that Douhun and Ju Si had been released privately, and it was the queen's edict!" (To be continued.) )