Qinglan didn't stop him anymore, he just sat opposite Jinghua and silently accompanied him.

Although Jinghua didn't describe it too much, the sentence "Nine Bombs and Five Thunders Capital Punishment" was just six words, but it made him unconsciously pause twice when he said it.

Qinglan heard it, years of fighting side by side have already given the two an extraordinary tacit understanding, beyond blood and emotion.

He knew that Jinghua was afraid, and the slightly trembling eyelashes deeply exposed his heart. Because if there is no way, five days later, today, Chenhua will definitely die.

The five thunder capital punishment contains the five elements of the mandate of heaven. Specializes in fighting three souls and seven spirits, but extinguishes love, hatred, and hatred. Five thunders hit the top, one thunder broke the muscles and bones, two thunders shattered the organs, three thunders destroyed the fairy roots, four thunders escaped the soul, and five thunders extinguished the life. Five thunders, within the Three Realms, no matter the gods and Buddhas, even the cultivation of the Buddhas of the Ten Directions and the Three Worlds will not be able to withstand it, let alone the nine bombs!

Qinglan sighed, but he really couldn't help anything, those files he looked slow, unlike Jinghua's ten lines at a glance, if he came across some ancient, written in Yinlong's ancient script, he couldn't even recognize the words.

Besides, with his patience and not meticulous thinking, he can't see the reason between the lines, and often what he has seen, Jinghua has to re-read it.

"Qinglan, you are not suitable for this, just go out and take them to practice, you don't need to accompany me. Jinghua occasionally raised his head and said lightly.

Qinglan refused to go out, he couldn't help, but Jinghua poured a glass of water when he was thirsty, or forced him to get up and move around a little every other hour.

Now is the countdown to the race against time, and Qinglan also has weight. If Chen Hua really can't be saved, then at least let Jing Hua go all out in the last days, so that he won't have any regrets in the future.

If you are tired, you should be tired, and after surviving these few days, it is better to let Sister Yuan take care of him well than to let Jinghua blame herself and regret it afterwards.

And Qinglan is more worried that if Chenhua really inevitably walks on that road, without being blamed by others, Jinghua himself will force himself to death.

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Jinghua's difficulty lies in the fact that Chenhua really has no merit in his life.

Since birth, the third brother's best thing is probably to eat, drink and have fun, and he has never taken any responsibility, and later he was a half-baked military commander, but he didn't do anything. It can be said that he left almost no trace except for those romantic peach blossom debts.

And about the fifty-six people who died in his hands, it has also been investigated very clearly, they were all sucked alive by him, the methods were cruel, and the circumstances were bad, although he would be in front of the trial and inspection at that time, saying that the third brother was forced to lose his mind because he was forced by the devil's skills, and it was a negligent slaughter, but he still couldn't escape the five thunder capital punishment!

Jinghua sighed in her heart. After looking at it for a long time, his eyes began to blur again, he pinched his eyebrows tiredly, closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened his eyes, they still did not improve.

Qinglan saw that he was so tired that he couldn't even speak, and said, "Let's do this today, and I'll send you back to the palace." ”

Jinghua smiled weakly and said softly: "No, I'll go see Chenhua first, and you can rest first." ”

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The prison is still brightly lit.

Except for the few days when he had just removed the magic skills for Chenhua, Chenhua was very sleepy, and every time he went in the future, he was almost in good spirits, either making toys or doing something else.

It's as if it's never tireless.

And Chenhua's mood is always good, positive and sunny. I don't know if it was affected by Jinghua's compassionate spiritual power, and the whole person became gentle, without a trace of burrs. Not only is it very different from the obedient and withdrawn and cynical appearance when he entered the demon, but he is much more sensible than the previous prince period, and often shush Jinghua and remind the second brother to pay attention to his body, so that he doesn't have to worry too much about his going to Sendai.

The more empathetic he was, the more heartbroken Jinghua became.

The prodigal son turned back and repented, but he was at the end of his rope.

Every time Chenhua saw him, he was very happy, and he came to call him enthusiastically, but he couldn't bear it, "Second brother, why didn't you go back to the palace to rest so late?"

Jinghua smiled, "Didn't you sleep too?"

Chenhua said with a smile: "It's only been five days in total, wouldn't it be a fool to sleep now?" Second brother, you don't know, I wish I could keep my eyes wide open for twelve hours a day!"

He laughed heartily, but Jinghua listened sadly.

The third brother already knew that he would not be able to escape the day of the public trial, and he also knew that even if he tried his best, he would not be able to reverse that ending. He was full of energy every day, but he wanted to seize the last few days, he smiled, but he wanted to reassure himself, for fear that he would be depressed and hurt his liver and heart.

Chenhua did not mourn at all, he had already made a lot of toys, and Jinghua sent someone to take some for him, so that he could make room for his poor bed to continue making new ones.

"Second brother, have you shown all the things I made to Xuan Yao?"

Jinghua said: "I haven't given it to Xuan Yao yet, but I have shown it to Ah Mo the ones you gave me." ”

"Really?" Chenhua's eyes lit up, and his already excellent face added to the grace, "Does Miss Ah Mo like it?"

"I like it so much, she praises you for your dexterity, and a few of them are already playing. Jinghua smiled.

"Hahaha, that's wonderful!" Chenhua was also very excited, and stroked his palms and said, "Miss Ah Mo is not much different in age from Xuan Yao, if she likes it, Xuan Yao will definitely like it too!"

He looked at the pile of toys and muttered to himself, "Xuan Yao, do you know? I want you to see what I have done for my child now, but I am afraid that you will be sad when you see it." But if I wait for me to be gone in the future, and then let you come to see this, I'm afraid you will be even more sad. ”

Jinghua was silent, and suddenly said, "If the third brother can't let go of Xuan Yao, you might as well make something for her." ”

He didn't say it, but Chenhua already knew it, what Jinghua meant was that if it was really irretrievable, let him send something to Xuan Yao now, as a souvenir, and when he was not there, Xuan Yao could also see things and think about people.

Chenhua seemed to be greatly inspired, and Mao Sai suddenly said: "Yes, why didn't I think of it? I'm about to become a father, but I haven't given a gift to Xuan Yao so far!

He excitedly walked up and down the cramped prison, saying as he went, "What should I give her? What should I give her?"

He walked for a while, and the more he walked, the more troubled he became, and he stomped his foot fiercely and said: "Alas! In the past, even if it was a mountain of gold and silver, I didn't know how to cherish it! Now that I am in prison, what can I give her......? Alas, I'm really useless!"

He squatted on the ground with self-abandonment, but only for a while, before Jinghua could come to comfort him, he had already stood up again, and smiled at Jinghua obediently: "Why am I losing my child's temper again? Hehe, I am really willful, I shouldn't be like this." ”

He walked to his pile of bamboo and white wood blanks, thought about it for a while, and then raised his head and smiled: "Second brother is smart, help me think of one, what will make Xuan Yao like it?"

Jinghua smiled reluctantly: "As long as you make it yourself, Xuan Yao will like it." ”

Chenhua thought hard for a long time, then shook his head and said: "No, no, I have been a bastard before, and I have given many gifts to girls, and I have already used them for Zhu Hai Yujue or something, I don't want to use these to give to Xuan Yao again." ”

Jinghua said patiently: "Yes, Xuan Yao is a special person, you have to think carefully." ”

"Did the second brother send anything to the second sister-in-law? ”

Jinghua was so entangled by him that he couldn't do anything, so he had to say, "I sent a whip." ”

"Whip?"

"Yes, Momo didn't have a weapon in her hand, so I found a suitable opportunity, so I made one with my own hands and gave it to her as a gift. ”

"The second brother sent such a ruthless sword soldier to the second sister-in-law, aren't you afraid that a good husband and wife will love and kill each other?"

Jinghua was stunned for a moment, and suddenly heard a bit of coldness and deep irony in Chenhua's words.

Looking at it again, I saw Chenhua smiling, and her beautiful face was still innocent, "Haha, I'm joking with you! The second brother and the second sister-in-law are more affectionate than Jin, how can I be a prophecy? Look at you nervous!"

"It's okay, I know you didn't mean that. Jinghua said lightly, "My whip has a spell, you can put it away when you don't use it and make it into a bracelet. ”

Chenhua thought about it, and seemed to have some impressions that Ah Mo did seem to have a bracelet on his wrist all the time, neither gold nor silver, and the shape was elegant.

"Uh-huh, I know what to do! Thank you, second brother!" Chenhua suddenly laughed and said happily: "I'll make it out tonight, please trouble the second brother to come and pick it up tomorrow morning, okay for me?"

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In fact, originally, everything that Chenhua brought out of prison, Qinglan had to look at them one by one and check them carefully, for fear that what he would do would be unfavorable to Jinghua.

But every piece of the inspection is good so far, serious toys, I haven't moved my hands and feet, but a few dolls have been accidentally broken by him, and they can't be pressed back. Although Jinghua didn't reprimand him explicitly, Qinglan could also see that he had some complaints.

Therefore, the things that were sent out of the prison were not examined in such detail, but the jailer probably just took a look.

Early the next morning, what was presented in front of Xuan Yao was a music box.

It's a masterpiece of ingenuity. When you open the lid, you can see three swans, two large and one small, floating leisurely on the surface of the lake made of turquoise velvet. Turning the clockwork, the music slowly played, and the two whooper swans approached the little swans together, and the three came very close, almost indistinguishable from each other, and finally flapped their wings together and flew into the air!

This is Chenhua's own handmade for Xuan Yao in the prison and given to her and the child in her womb. Five days later, Chenhua will go to Xiantai and be punished by nine bombs and five thunders, and from then on, heaven and man will never know!

When they received such a thing, most of the ninety-nine out of a hundred women shed a few tears, sighing that my life is miserable!

But Xuan Yao didn't.

Without looking, she plucked the three swans off, and tore open the false lake of green satin.

A puddle of real water ripples in the brocade box—

Xuanjing tea!