Seven days later, Feng Jiu squatted in a broken cage in the dungeon of Guanchen Palace, and only then did he truly understand the thunderous methods of Alan Ruo's father and mother to discipline their children, and only then did he know what Mo Shao's frown wrinkled that day meant.

This cage caused by the stones supporting the mountain in Jiuqu Mountain can indeed only be regarded as a cage, and it can indeed only be squatted. If you use it a little, you may touch the wall of the cage, and the stone inlaid on the wall does not know what trick is cast, and the pain is like a knife cut when you touch it, which is really a torture.

This is still Su Moye who helped her intercede, willing to face the wall for ten days and a half months, and helped her share some punishments. If there is no Mo Shao to help him, I am afraid that he will not be locked up in a cage.

Although she was also punished for confinement when she made Bai Yi angry in the past, and she still has some complaints about these confinements, but today I know that compared to Alan Ruo's father's methods of punishment, her father Bai Yi is really worthy of a loving father.

The posture of standing up and half squatting is usually awkward, not to mention that it needs to be maintained all the time. Although this imitation world can cast spells everywhere compared to the real Fanyin Valley, the cage that locks her up has been heavily prohibited, so that she can't make a fixing spell for herself if she wants to. Thanks to the good foundation of the body, I managed to hold on for a day, and when night fell, I couldn't support it anymore, and my back hit the stone wall heavily, but I didn't even have a time to catch my breath.

The same torture was repeated over and over again, on the first day, Feng Jiu was still tenacious and thinking that it would be good to stay up, on the second day, the sweaty heavy wardrobe thought that it would be good if someone could come to save herself, on the third day, the fourth day, and the fifth day, she finally understood that this kind of tossing was endless, not that it would be done after boiling it, and no one would save herself. I don't know what kind of hatred Alan Ruo's parents have with this daughter, and they want to make such a ruthless move.

In the pain of annihilation, Feng Jiu had the intention to die for the first time in his life.

When the word death came out of her mind, she felt a rare moment of consciousness on the platform, and she was startled, but before she could think about it, the long-closed cell door clicked and opened at this time, and in the backlight, a slender figure stood there.

She forced her eyelids to look over, and Chang Di stood in the light and smiled at her.

In the twilight of the twilight, she seemed to have admired her embarrassment enough, so Shi Shiran came over, looked at her condescendingly, and said in a very soft voice: "Sister, I don't know how I am in prison these days?" ”

This sentence was already reluctant to hear in my ears, let alone return to her.

Chang Di waited for a moment, and smiled more and more happily: "Isn't my sister always sharp-toothed, how can she pretend to be quiet today?" Could it be that it hurts so much that you can't speak? ”

She squatted down and was level with Feng Jiu: "Sister is so strategic, let that stupid snake trick my sister so hard, sister timed that day, didn't you ever think that my sister is not a stuffy gourd who swallows her anger, and will come back sooner or later?" Carefully glanced at the cage that trapped her, and said softly, "On that day, my father sentenced my sister to collect her temperament in the gabion and calm down, and my sister felt that what was good about ordinary gabions, so I privately asked them to change this nine-song cage to my sister, this cage, and my sister is quite comfortable to serve, right?" ”

His feet were numb for a while, and his whole body fell to the cage wall again, and the pain of the sword slash made Feng Jiu snort. Chang Di propped his chin and pretended to be innocent: "Sister, are you thinking that your father is really not so ruthless to you, and when you go out from here, you will definitely visit me in front of your father?" Suddenly, he said with a look of disgust, "Ridiculous, when I call you a sister, you think you are really my sister?" Father took you to the Dust Palace, and you forgot what you are? Even if I kill you with a knife, my father will only punish me with a confinement, do you really think that my father will avenge you and stab me, his favorite little daughter? He sneered, "Alan Ruo, from the moment you were born, you are destined to be superfluous. ”

Chang Di's previous words, Feng Jiu felt that she was playing tricks on her first, she intensified her revenge and came back, and tossed herself into such a way that she was capable, and her skills were not as good as others. But in the latter article, Feng Jiu was glad that he heard it was himself and not Alan Ruo himself, and even an outsider heard this article, which hurt people.

Outside the half-covered cell door, there was a sudden noise, and a large gong sounded in the distance, and someone panicked: "Tianhuo, it's Tianhuo!" Walking on the water, the palace on the water! The noise was even worse, Chang Di suddenly reached in and twisted Feng Jiu's collar, Feng Jiu stumbled and inevitably fell against the cage wall, and there was a piercing pain. When he came back to his senses, he saw a puff of smoke choking in the prison, Chang Di half covered his nose, his eyes shone in the smoke, and he chuckled: "The palace is on fire, I can't say that it will burn here immediately, sister, it seems that God pities you for being bored with living like this, and intends to overtake you as soon as possible." ”

Feng Jiuqiang took a half breath, firmly held Chang Di's arm stretched into the cage with his backhand, squeezed out a little smile from the corner of his lips, and pressed heavily on the cage wall, she knew very well what it was like to chop with an axe and knife, and immediately heard Chang Di's mournful wail, Feng Jiu gasped softly: "I can't stand it just once?" That's it? It's very annoying to chatter, and if you say enough, I'll get out. ”

Chang Di stumbled away with his arms crossed, and his eyes at the prison door were full of hatred.

In the thick smoke in the room, Feng Jiu choked and coughed while thinking, what was she thinking before Chang Di came in?

That's right, die. It is true that there is no afterlife for immortals, and the so-called death of an immortal is naturally that the body and soul are all returned to dust, and only can be left in the vast world, but only a little qi. However, this is Alain Ruo's body, and it is impossible to say that this body is dead, so that his soul can be freed and return to his original body. However, it is also possible that his soul has become one with the shell of Alan Ruo's body, born and destroyed.

The fox's ears are pointed, and her mind is empty, and she can hear farther. In the background of the endless noise, the only one that sounded clearly was Xi Ze's voice. Alan Ruo, a cheap husband, does everything calmly, calm as a pool of unwavering ancient water, I can't imagine that there is such a time when just listening to a voice makes people know that he is very anxious.

But this anxiety had nothing to do with her, Xi Ze's voice was ethereal, and he asked, "Where is the eldest princess?" "I don't know who I'm asking.

Feng Jiu felt sad for Alan Ruo for a moment, for example, Tianhuo put a sharp sword on her and Tang Nuo's necks at the same time, and the only husband she could count on was completely concerned about her sister's safety, what kind of tragedy was this. And she had no one else to count on.

As the fire grew, Sparks licked the prison door, and as the saying goes, dry firewood and fire instantly brewed a raging fire. At such a critical moment, Feng Jiu's mood was extremely calm, and the pain in his body seemed to be steaming up one by one with the heat wave.

She suddenly remembered that in the Nine Heavens that year, she was injured under Ji Yu's one-winged snow lion claws, and at that time, she didn't seem to have the idea of hoping that Donghua would save her. When she was trapped in the snake formation, she was so scared that she didn't have that thought.

It's good that I didn't have this thought. That way you won't be sad and disappointed again and again.

In my aunt's book, if it is a good marriage, when the girl is in danger, there must be a handsome son to come to the rescue. She has been inexplicably yearning for this kind of scene since she was a child, and perhaps because of this, she fell in love with Donghua who rescued herself on Qinyao Mountain. But except for the only one time, he never saved her when she needed it. Every time, I survived it by myself. Every time, I actually survived. But I don't know if there will be such good luck this time.

There is a sentence that is deep and shallow, deep is her, and shallow is her and Donghua. There is a word that is blessed, she blessed, so when I met him, he blessed, so I missed her.

She felt that she was really a poet tonight for a moment, and for a moment she felt that she had no interest, and she had obviously let go of the cruel words, saying that Emperor Donghua was only four words to herself from now on, and at this moment of the end of her life, she actually remembered him.

If he really died tonight, and the news reached his ears in the future, would he feel a little sad for himself? Will you sigh: "I can't imagine that she will suffer from this great disaster at a young age, when she lived in the same hospital with this seat in the Fanyin Valley, three meals a day, and took good care of this seat." ”

Her love and obsession for more than 2,000 years, as far as Donghua is concerned, can probably be exchanged for him such a sentence, which can be regarded as her blessing, right?

The tongue of fire licked all the way up the beams, and occasionally the broken wood collapsed. Feng Jiu looked up at the roof, only to feel that the fire was bright, illuminating people deeply. A section of giant wood on the beam fell straight down with the fire, Feng Jiu closed his eyes, and his heart was awe-inspiring, whether the dust returned to dust or another way to live, it was clear at this moment.

She's lucky.

It's the way to live.

But it wasn't the way she imagined her to live.

The young man in Xuanyi reluctantly pushed away the giant wood that fell on his body, saw her wet forehead and pale cheeks, and said in a daze: "They actually locked you with a nine-song cage? The cold eyes instantly burst into anger, and he drew his sword and slashed the gabion into four. Feng Jiu was relieved at once, but the pain also returned to the ground in an instant, crawling all over the skin, and he was about to fall down with a cry of pain, and was stopped by the young man and hugged by his waist.

With the hood of avoiding the fire hanging around his body, Feng Jiu muttered: "Shen Ye? Why are you here to save me? ”

The young man didn't reply, holding her in the fire a few times, a dungeon that was not very spacious had become a sea of fire, Feng Jiu felt that it must have never been so bright. There was a monstrous fire in front of him, but the tip of his nose had a coolness, and his body was still in pain, but it didn't hurt to faint at this time.

After a long time, it seems that the cool night breeze has finally blown. A voice sounded in her ears: "I made this place just to resurrect you, although you are not the real her yet, but if this body is destroyed, what is the point of all this I have done?" I will definitely let you come back, Alain, I owe you, they owe you, you have to come back and get it yourself. She felt a suppressed pain when the voice called the three words Alan Ruo.

But she didn't know if it was her dream.

When I woke up from a daze, there was a silver moon hanging in the sky, and there was no trace of it around, and a few flowers were blooming nearby, and there was a smell of scorching after the fire.

Feng Jiu looked at the fire protection cover covering his legs in ignorance, and after a while, his mind turned around: the palace had a heavenly fire and burned to the dungeon, and Shen Ye fell from the sky when he was in danger, helping himself escape and picking up a small life.

Raising his eyes to sweep away the wasteland around him, the living creatures within a radius of three zhang were only a few whimsical weavers, and the life-saving benefactor knocked back about halfway and threw himself away. There was a pill smell in his mouth, and most of the pain in his body was suppressed, and it seemed that he had fed himself a very effective painkiller before throwing away, and the life-saving benefactor was still righteous.

The cool breeze blew in his face, provoking Feng Jiu's several tricky sneezes, and he was tossed for a few days, and his body was already a little sick and weak, and then it was blowing in the wind, and the wind evil would definitely leach out of typhoid fever when it entered the body, and it would only be hard for him to suffer at that time.

Feng Jiu recognized this situation clearly, wrapped his robe tighter, followed the silver moon and clear light, identified a narrow palace road, and staggered towards his extremely remote courtyard.

The more you go to the remote place, the lighter the traces of the fire, and when you stay in Xiaohanju, you can't see that there has just been a fire in the palace.

As soon as the courtyard door was pushed, the flowers and willows were divided until the front of the main hall, and the sweat on Feng Jiu's head was already the size of a bean. On the one hand, she admired that she was so sick and weak that she could still hold all the way back to the yard, and she was a hero, and on the other hand, her legs had begun to fight, and she was about to stand up when she saw the bed.

Seeing that the hall door was a stone's throw away, her hand was raised and was about to touch it, but a low cry came from behind the carved door, fixing her half-raised hand in the air.

Feng Jiu probed slightly and looked in. As far as the eye can see, a long candle is lit on the square table in the middle of the hall, and behind the long candle is a long couch. Alan Ruo's nominal husband, Xi Ze Shenjun, turned his back to the hall door, sat on a square stool next to the couch, and lowered his head to help Tachino bandage a wound on his hand. Maybe it's because he has been a priest, Alan Ruo, the husband, looks very different from the winged bird clan, and he has his own style in his gestures, seeing laziness in alienation, perfunctory in laziness, and indifference in perfunctory. At this time, he helped Tachino to bandage his wounds, and he could barely find a little bit of seriousness and meticulousness in his movements.

Feng Jiu was stunned at the gate of the courtyard, only to say that the torture in the Jiuqu cage tossed his brain into confusion, and he walked to the wrong courtyard. Gently retreated, brushed the willow and retreated straight to the gate of the courtyard, and suddenly saw Cha Cha turn out of the moon gate of the branch.

The loyal servant Cha Cha raised his eyes to see her, and after being stunned, he rushed straight over, and grabbed the corner of her sleeve with joy: "Your Highness, you have come back safely, just the main hall and a few places to accompany the palace There is a big fire, Cha Cha is still worried that the fire will spread to the dungeon, has His Highness hurt any of them?" Without waiting for Feng Jiu to reply, he hurriedly said, "As soon as the fire happened, Mr. Mo rushed back from the wall to look for you, did Mr. Tong Mo miss it when His Highness came back?" ”

Feng Jiu glanced at Cha Cha, glanced at the hall with a corner of the eaves in the flower tree, and muttered: "That's not the wrong way, but I just seem to have seen the ...... of Tangerine."

Cha Cha pouted and said: "The small courtyard where Lord Xi Ze lives and the companion hall where the eldest princess lives are closer to the main hall, they have all been licked by the fire, the eldest princess is sick, and the queen has placed her here to rest here," carefully raised his eyelids and looked at Feng Jiu's face and said, "Lord Xi Ze will accompany you...... It is also ...... It is also the order of the queen......"

Feng Jiu naturally saw what Cha Cha's eyes were flickering, and under the pretext of wanting to blow the wind in the courtyard and drink hot tea, he sent her down to prepare the tea set. She actually wanted to lie down next to another bed at this time, and she didn't want to drink tea, but Xiaohanju was a courtyard with a first floor, and her bedroom was just above the main hall. She didn't have the energy to deal with the two people in the main hall at this time, there were a lot of flowers and plants in the yard, and it was considered a wind block if she was crowded next to each other, and her body seemed to be able to hold on, so it was better to take a nap with hot tea under the flowers and trees, and wait for Su Moye.

This nap lasted for a long time, and when he fell asleep, he obviously felt a little cold, but when he opened his eyes, he felt very warm, and he looked down and saw a man's robe wrapped around his body, and heard a voice in his ears: "Woke up?" Looking up, I saw Su Moye sitting on a stone bench next to the flower tree.

Feng Jiu stared at him blankly for a moment, and said, "You knew that there would be a fire in the palace tonight, if Alan would be trapped in the fire?" ”

Su Moye seemed to have expected her to ask this question, and after a long time, she said: "I know that there is a fire today, but when the fire broke out that day, Alan Ruo has been in the middle of this Xiaohan and has not come out of an inch, and I have not paid attention to whether the fire has crept into the dungeon. Looking at her, he added, "Actually, she has never caused any trouble and has been imprisoned in a dungeon, and if you are different from her, what will happen to you will naturally not be the same." ”

Feng Jiu was vaguely aware of this answer, and said softly: "Since I can't reproduce her life no matter what, how do you know the cause of her death?" ”

Su Moye said lightly: "In fact, this world is originally a thousand miles of mistakes, and there are many variables like lotus petals in the sea of perfume, maybe whoever sneezes more will make it very different from the original world." But do you know that among all these variables, there are some that will not be easily changed no matter what? ”

Looking at her confused eyes, she said, "Do you still remember the white lotus that turned into the heart of the human heart in the Fantuoli Pool in front of the Taichen Palace?" The lotus pot in the Yao Pond often knows that the four seasons change, and the day and evening are obscure, but the ten thousand white lotus in the Fentuoli Pond are eternal. For a while, his voice was ethereal, as if he was asking himself, "What does not change is Lianye, is it the human heart?" ”

Feng Jiu said: "It's the human heart." ”