The billowing dust was kicked up by the wind, and the white bait fell to the ground, and the pain in his whole body stabbed the soul that was determined to die over and over again. A hand squirmed slightly, there was still consciousness, there was still a breath, and there was a force accumulated in the heart, Bai Bait and the eyes trembled in the midst of all the dangers, the dust invading her nasal cavity forced her pale cold lips, and a light cough with a wheezing sound broke all the dead silence.

"It's a big joke that a male prisoner is mixed with a female prisoner!" The director sneered, but there was a stern look in his eyes, and his voice suddenly stiffened: "A knife!" ”

The wind man next to him cowered with his sword, and there was a hesitant look on his face.

"Slow!" Bai Bait trembled with one hand and stood up half of his body, the dust pressed by his palm sank gently, looking at the hesitant movements of everyone's hands, he said in a dumb voice like a fish in his throat: "You can't kill me, don't kill the enemy's order, have you forgotten?" ”

Since there is still a breath of air, she knows that she can't die, even if the knife is already on her neck, she has said that she doesn't believe in the wind, but some things have begun to become people want to believe after they are spoken, this is her last hope, the last humble hope.

Listening to her weak but grasping voice, the director clutched the knife at his waist tightly, and the cold light in his eyes was like an ice blade, but he was forced to break by her in the blink of an eye. The director shrugged the bridge of his nose and hatefully squeezed a few words out of his hissing teeth: "You are already a capital crime, and you will die after all!" ”

"Immediately escort this death row prisoner to the prison prison." After abandoning the words, the director who held back his murderous intent turned his back and left.

When the words fell, Bai Bait finally lost his strength and fell down cowardly, but at that moment, there was still a weak smile on the corner of her mouth, she knew that if she could live, she would not die, even if the death period was a certain number, she had to take it step by step, waiting for hope to come......

Dead slaves are imprisoned, a place in Julong City where death row prisoners are imprisoned.

East Palace.

The sandalwood of the cloud top turned into a beam, the crystal jade flickered with brilliant lights, the transparent pearls layered into a curtain of curtains, and Fan Jin rose from the ground to become the pillar base. There is a huge bright pearl hanging on the top of the treasure in the hall, shining brightly, like a bright moon. Layers of white jade spread out on the ground, the embedded gold beads are only insignificant embellishments, one by one the holy lotus is chiseled into the ground, the petals of the ice clear jade are vivid, even the stamens are delicate and recognizable, and the barefoot only feels warm.

The red eagle eyes swept over, and the paralyzed feet began to be restless, "Is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the East Palace?" The voice of doubt was like a sharp arrow, flying again past Ashin's scorched ears.

"Back to His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is indeed in the East Palace, and the slave has already sent someone to pass it on......" Ashin humbly lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Mo Cangji, and the dripping sweat ran down his cheeks from his forehead, and finally slammed on the ground, and the voice of the reply trembled to a blur.

Mo Cang Wuji looked sideways coldly, and his cold eyes looked at Ashin again: "The prince is a minister and a son, and he dares to let the emperor wait for him in the East Palace for so long, it seems that the prince is really more and more pampered and arrogant!" ”

"Ji'er, sit down!" Emperor Mocang sat on the couch and put down the teacup in his hand, glanced at Mocang Wuji's restless appearance, and opened his mouth lightly, "Ji'er hasn't come to see me for a long time, he must be busy with something big, and so on." ”

"Father, how can there be a reason in this world to let the Son of Heaven wait for his courtiers! Erchen knows that you love the fourth brother, but how can this etiquette and humility and filial piety be easily ignored! Hearing Emperor Mocang's words, Mocang Wuji's heart was already up and down, and God knew he had it

How many times did he want to peel open his father's heart to see how tilted the scales were!

At this moment, his father didn't even bother to give him a look, just drank tea by himself.

Earlier, I heard Cangwolf say that he had not seen the trace of the prince for a day today, and guessed that the prince must not be in the East Palace today, so he invited his father to come to the East Palace in the name of deliberations to verify it personally.

"I think the prince is not in this East Palace at all today! Ashin, where did the prince go for a day when he disappeared? Mo Cang Wuji suddenly approached, and Ashin, who was kneeling on the ground with one hand, gritted his teeth and asked, and the sound of persecution shook the tense heartstrings of the entire East Palace.

Ashin's upper body was light, half of his body was lying in the air, his stiff face was full of panic, and his two throbbing eyes were forced to turn white by Mo Cang Wuji, but he didn't know the prince's whereabouts at all, and he could only take the risk of splashing the sky, according to the prince's original intention, and drag Mo Canghuang to death.

"When is the main palace not in the East Palace?"

The faint voice came indifferently from the apse, causing Mo Cangwu to loosen his tight fist in frustration, and his eyes quickly drifted away in the direction from which the voice came, and after seeing An Ran's figure, a frightened look pressed on his face for a while.

The black hair was solemnly tied up by the plain mutton fat hosta, and at this time, the desert was already covered with a plain white robe that appeared behind the curtain, and there was no embellishment on the robe except for a few golden silk auspicious clouds embroidered on the piping, and the vast white inch by inch made people a little daunted.

The maid gently lifted the bead curtain, walked out from behind the curtain with a traceless head and sleeves, stepped on the beautiful scenery all over the ground, quite a step by step lotus meaning, surprisingly, the white lotus in full bloom all over the ground and the fluttering robe quietly connected into a vivid painting, the smart person in the painting is not a mortal, but like a fairy.

Mo Cang walked straight to the couch without a trace, and said respectfully to Emperor Mocang: "Meet my father." ”

"Trace's hurry up," Emperor Mocang said with bent eyes, his face full of fatherly kindness, "What are you busy with today?" ”

The first question he asked, it was quite interesting, to say that there was no suspicion in this cold and warm tone, and Mo Cang Wuxian would definitely not believe it.

Hearing this, he got up, he already had a countermeasure, although the time was tight, but the good and the bad always depended on each other, it was not difficult to deal with this kind of scene, and he replied lightly.

"Father, have you forgotten? According to tradition, if it is an astrological year, at the end of the year, there should be a three-day reincarnation, and worship quietly in front of the gods, and be grateful for the blessings given by the gods in this year. In the past few days, the people of my Mocang Feng people have begun to burn incense and worship, although the ministers are in a foreign country at this time, this perennial habit can not be interrupted, I think that since I can't come to the Mocang Temple in person as in previous years, I simply set up an incense case in the apse, retired the brocade clothes, and retreated to meditate, which can be regarded as a piece of sincerity to the gods. ”

As soon as these words came out, the doubts in Emperor Mocang's eyes disappeared in an instant, "I didn't expect that Ji'er would be so attentive to folk traditions, Mocang can have such a good prince as you, and those folk people are also very blessed." Emperor Mocang exclaimed.

"The hearts of the people and the hearts of the ministers should be like flowing water, blending with each other, so that they can carry the blessings given by their fathers, and so that they can live up to the blessing of the gods of Mocang." Don't dare to trespass, Mo Cang said respectfully, and his body bowed lower.

Hearing this, Emperor Mo Cang suddenly smiled, as if he was very satisfied

The prince said something, but the bright black eyes seemed to hear something.

The hearts of the people, the hearts of the subjects, heh, he is reminding his father that the heart of the emperor should also be like the heart of the people, and the implication is that he is not saying that his father is not close to the people enough? Mo Cang Wuji said secretly in his heart, standing aside silently, like an ornament.

"Hehehehe, what a people's heart, a minister's heart, I am ashamed to be a big brother." Mo Cang Wuji walked over from afar, raising his eyebrows lightly, this scene is really exciting, but whether it is the true god of worship or the real disappearance, you can find out at a glance.

Hearing the sound, Mo Cang Wuji glanced at Mo Cang Wuji, who came over, and said lightly: "What a rare guest, I didn't expect that today's eldest brother would also be interested in coming to my East Palace with his father." The younger brother is really curious, what does the eldest brother want to play in my East Palace this time? ”

When he was imprisoned, he thought that Mocang Wuji might take the opportunity to stir up trouble, but he didn't expect it to be expected, his eldest brother is really not at ease with him! Desert retracted his gaze without a trace.

"What the fourth brother said made it seem like I would eat your East Palace. I know that the fourth brother has always had a grudge against me, but as a brother, you should be in harmony with each other," Mo Cangwu walked to the prince's side leisurely, patted and patted the prince's shoulder with a lot of weight, his puzzled eyes drooped, and a white robe fell on the bottom of his eyes, and also fell in his heart: there is really a strong fragrance of God! Could it be that he really went to worship God? How is this possible...... Mo Cang Wuji got closer, "Fourth brother, you said yes!" ”

The voice in his ears was yin and yang, and he couldn't help but smile faintly, feeling guilty! As if he were unkind, "That's nature." Mo Cang said hastily, and then moved to his father's side, no longer glancing at Mo Cang Wuji, after all, talking to a hypocritical person is not very interesting, it will only increase fatigue.

"Well, don't gossip. Ji'er, today my father and Ji'er are here to discuss with you about the prince's birthday banquet in a few days. Father plans to hold a banquet for you in the Futu Palace, although everything is not as convenient as in Mocang, but this banquet is still going to be big! It can also be regarded as a celebration of the victory of Mocang in advance. Emperor Mocang said with a lot of joy in his tone.

"Erchen thanked his father for his love, but, but Erchen has no intention of holding this prince's birthday banquet, this prince's birthday banquet will be exempted," Hearing this, he had already lost his color, and retreated to the side without a trace, "Please fulfill my father!" Skip this birthday party! ”

Emperor Mocang looked at the prince's actions like this, he was really puzzled, in the past, the prince never stopped the prince's birthday banquet, but now when he mentions it, why is he so excited? Emperor Mo Cang asked with a frown.

"Trace, do you think you're in a foreign country, and you're worried that this prince's birthday banquet won't be as interesting as it used to be? Rest assured, this is the most luxurious palace in Lissan, and I have heard that its structure is particularly ingenious, and when night falls, as long as the mechanism moves, there will be a magnificent beauty. Father assures you that this prince's birthday banquet will be liked by Zhen'er! ”

Listening to the real words, Mo Cang never dared to raise his head, he understood his father's love, but now Li Sang has millions of corpses, how many families have fallen apart, how can he have the heart to go to the prince's birthday banquet, Zhumen Restaurant stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road, I am afraid that it will provoke the world to criticize and leave future generations to laugh! Thousands of sufferings are like a fish in the throat for a while, there is a mouth but it is difficult to say it clearly, I am afraid that I will provoke the suspicion of my father again, not to mention, and I don't know how many prisoners and slaves have to pay the price of blood for this so-called birthday banquet, where is this birthday banquet, this is clearly a banquet of dead souls piled up with blood!

There was a sudden dead silence in my ears, and this time, what choice should I make.