While talking to Su Ji, the breath along the way was also bearable, and when Su Ji made his debut for me to let me go first, and I knew that Ji Juan's cell had arrived, I gradually adapted to this environment with sufficient psychological preparation in advance.

"This is it, Lady Creek, please." Su Ji stood next to him and pointed to a cell in front of him.

The light in the dungeon was not good, and the cell that Su Ji pointed out to me happened to be in a corner area, and there was no Mrs. Jean in the cell who was dressed in light and restless as I thought, so I stared at the quiet cell for a while before I moved my steps and approached to see.

When I got closer, I saw the body of Ji Juan, who was probably lying down, but Ji Juan's clothes were dimly colored, and she didn't move under the dark gray vision, and it was very unsightly.

Because I said that I didn't want people to fight and wanted to come by myself, Ji Juan didn't get the news that I was coming until I stood outside the cell, which also made me see the real situation of her in prison.

Ji Juan's life is much worse than I thought.

Because of Ji Xi's death, Ji Juan is equivalent to losing the identity of the princess of Yan Kingdom, she has little support from foreign ministers in Xianyang, no son, and has not heard Yingzheng's care for a long time, so the people in prison are not polite to her.

As I walked closer, I could see the general appearance of her lying on her side, and judging by her rusty hair and ragged clothes, she must have been scarred.

Su Ji motioned to the jailer on the side to open the door of the cell for me, I heard the sound of the jailer vigorously unlocking the lock, and was about to remove the shocked and heartbroken eyes of Ji Juan to remind the jailer of his rudeness, but I saw that Ji Juan had been awakened.

It should be because of staying here for days, as soon as Ji Juan was alarmed, she immediately came to her senses, she saw that the person outside the prison was me, and quickly stood up against the wall, looking up at me.

"You're finally here. It's really hard to see your lady Creek. She looked at me coldly.

My nose was sore, and I really wanted to tell her that it was harder than she thought she could see me, but I couldn't bear to reveal the reality to her scarred again.

"Seeing Mrs. Jean is not an easy thing for this palace." I pushed my hand and asked Luo Onion to wait outside the prison, and walked in as I spoke.

Seeing that I placed Luo Cong outside the cell, Ji Wan's eyes jumped slightly, and her expression improved and she stubbornly went back.

"Now that you're here, it's not that difficult." She shot back.

I didn't argue, although Yingzheng didn't want to indulge me in anything. But he agreed, and I'm standing here at the moment, and I look like I'm favored.

"Come in and set up a place for Madame Jean."

Speechless to explain what to Ji Juan, I announced that I would leave the flowers to ease the atmosphere.

The flowers were loosened and scattered on the wall, and the sour cell showed a lot of vitality, waiting for the people to put the flowers out, Ji Wan looked around, and swallowed several times before a trembling sound came out.

"It's been a long time, haven't you gotten rid of the flowers?"

Although she deliberately expressed her words as if she were unintentional. But I could still hear her choking clearly.

Lonely and lonely, in Ji Juan's concept, she must have been here for a long, long time, so she thought that the flowering period was long over.

"The last one is on." I watched in amazement at the flowers. Accosted.

Ji Juan thinks that the season of flowers that has passed away is really passing, and these bouquets are almost really bright again.

Ji Juan gently picked a petal and kept looking at it in her hand.

"How do you know I like to leave flowers?" She asked me to the petals.

From the moment I came in, he didn't say honorifics to me. Ji Juan sees me as the Tian Tianxi she used to be intimate and hostile; I'm relieved that she's like this, because it would be a waste of time to have a fake conversation at the end.

"It's not about your hobbies. It's just that passing by the flowers will leave, and I will remember the past when you and I used to make trouble with the poetry of Jiangli. "I also thought of something to say, but I refused to admit that I was soft-hearted.

"Do you remember?" She was a little surprised, and a little sad.

Her accident saddened me.

"I've never forgotten Jì, it's just that you think I've forgotten Jì."

In Ji Juan's way of thinking, I should have long since stopped caring about the original friendship, but how did she know that I was tormented by her and didn't know how much heartbreak.

There were two circles of crystal mist in his eyes, and Ji Wan swallowed his saliva, and coolly dismissed my sadness.

"You don't treat me as a good sister, what's the use of remembering those things, it just adds to the sourness of a lover."

Is she saying that she is a "lover", and she is using the heart of friendship to grieve my "ruthless memory"?

Then I'm so wronged!

"I don't treat you like a good sister?"

I asked, and my blood rushed up in an instant, and the resentment of these years was instantly vented into my mind.

"Do you know how much I blessed you as the 'sister' who received your send-off wine when you were favored by the king?

Do you know that when you are pregnant with a twenty-one son, and there are batches of mothers in clothing, food, housing and transportation, when you are separated from the outside world, although I am blocked, how much peace of mind do I feel for you?

Do you know how much I was afraid that you would have an accident when I learned that you and Mrs. Zhao were alone in the West Tea Garden?

Do you know how willing I am to enter this dungeon in order to keep the secret that you may have taken the initiative to stir up trouble for you?

I was in the dungeon day and night, and my heart was still thinking about your safety, even if the king personally tried me, I would not dare to talk about your fault in the slightest.

The scourge of the dungeon, the scourge of the unconscious, if it weren't for Su Ji, who was in charge of that area at the time, happened to pass by, I would have died at that time. But you know, I still haven't complained about you, I understand you, I respect you, I'm worried about you, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you, but what about you? ”

I glared at Ji Juan, asked myself and rebuked her strongly: "You are blinded by hatred, blame others for hatred, blame others for not achieving your goal, and never realize your own fault and selfishness. Yan Jiwan, I misjudged you! ”

Because of sadness, because of the grievances and anger that surged into my heart for a while, my eyes couldn't help but flash with speckled tears.

Ji Juan was also coldly angry, and she also countered me with a high-pitched voice.

"I was wrong about you!" She looked at my disapproving eyes, and her arrogant momentum decreased inch by inch, and finally let the tears flow down her face: "I thought our relationship was enough for you to speak for me. ”

She said the answer that has been haunting me all these years and hindering the misunderstanding between us: she thinks that my relationship with her is very good, so that I can indiscriminately frame Mrs. Zhao and help her avenge her blood revenge!

It's just that such an extreme mentality occupies the dominant thinking, is Ji Wan right to think so?

"I haven't spoken for you yet?" I looked at Ji Juan with sadness and regret, trying to wake her up and said, "I haven't told anything about what I've seen with my own eyes, can't it be that you asked me to harm an innocent person for no reason?" Ji Juan, your revenge is too stubborn! ”

In the face of my accusation, Ji Juan was also exhausted and poured out more tears.

"The hatred of humiliating the country and breaking the family, if you don't report it, you can't live, what can I do?" Her voice was loud, but her mouth was full of broken weakness.

Yes, Ji Juan is very difficult, she is burdened with the blood debt of her loved ones, and she does not repay her troubles; In such an ancient woman's predicament, I was dumbfounded for a while and speechless.

If I encounter the same situation as Ji Xuan, my own brother was decapitated by his biological father and dedicated to his husband, and the own sister of the person who instigated my father to do this will meet each other everywhere under the eaves of the palace, and it is inevitable that I will lose the ability to control my feelings when I speak ill of each other.

Pity dominates the love again, I looked at Ji Juan under the tears like a fountain, and waited quietly for her to vent her irrepressible grief.

A pampered and pampered woman, who can be punished and distressed in prison and think normally, Ji Juan is already very admirable to me, which is enough to show how strong her arrogance is, and she insists on not letting people who are hostile to her see the joke.

Thinking of Mrs. Zhao's mood of waiting to see Ji Juan's down-and-out appearance, and thinking of abandoning Ji Juan's dream of following Mrs. Zhao, I felt infinite emotion in my heart.

"I didn't expect that the deep hatred and hatred could not be avenged, you couldn't suppress Mrs. Zhao, and Mrs. Zhao failed to trample on you as she wished, in the end, your people are the ones who pushed you to death."

Mrs. Zhao and Ji Juan, the two enemies who resented each other and were inferior to each other, did not directly kill each other, but it was the application of the third party Mengtan that played an effective role and became the fuse of this old enemy battle.

Ji Wan smiled sadly, not wanting to be angry at Mengtan who put her in such a situation.

"'Do not think of self-deeds, resist revenge', say mine, do you believe it?" She whispered, raised her eyebrows, and looked at me.

Throughout the ages, there have been many people who have paid the price of their children in order to achieve their goals, not to mention that Ji Juan was after a fierce verbal battle with Mrs. Zhao at that time, so it is not completely impossible for her to do such a thing, but I don't want to, and I don't want to think about it.

"Does it matter?" People are a combination of angels and demons, good and evil, so I don't want to reveal some truths, but vaguely decided the topic with Ji Juan: "The affairs in the palace, can you believe and I believe that the case can be decided, the merits naturally depend on the mood of the king." ”

Ji Juan burst into tears and laughed when she heard this.

"That's right, it depends on the king's mood." She approved of what I said, but said something that made me worry about my heart: "If you had not been interested in listening to me, the king's heart, I would not have died." ”

Inexplicably, I feel guilty and made a mess!

It seems that Ji Juan can see it more clearly than me, and I have repeatedly refused Ying Zheng's posterior position and accompanying invitations, which has brought a lot of negative effects on Ying Zheng's body and mind, which is also one of the factors that make Ying Zheng's temperament and methods unstable recently. (To be continued......)