Since Nanhua Qing entered the prison, the relationship between the ministers of the court has become a little delicate every day, and even the emperor can detect some of it.

But he still didn't want to pay attention to the case for the time being, he didn't want Nanhua Qing to die, but he didn't want to let him go like this.

He's not going to give up.

In the prison, Nan Huaqing enjoyed special treatment as always, even if a few jailers occasionally chewed on the root of their tongues, they would not really do anything to him.

Except for the place where he lives is a little simple, the food is very good, but he has no appetite, no at all.

He suddenly remembered that Fu Ruolan had also been here before, but unfortunately she was tortured at that time, but she had no ability to save her, and in the end, it was Nan Yuchen who sacrificed his life to save her.

In a corner of the prison, Nanhua was squatting in the corner, the green silk was scattered on his face, his clothes were wrinkled, his face and body were dirty, and the shoes that had been worn for a long time were also stained with mud.

The dampness in the prison was very heavy, he felt that he was sick, his appetite was not as good as day by day, and the mood that had been very irritable a few days ago was now quiet, and that heart no longer had the thought of being angry.

Incompetence and cowardice swept over him, he only wanted to stay here now, and he didn't want to go anywhere, from the anger at the beginning to the calm now, he couldn't remember what he had been through in the past few days.

My heart seems to be numb, and I can't raise any other emotions about the situation I am in.

He has been like this since he was very young, he has always been alone, no one wants to accompany him after the death of his mother, and the people in the palace look down on him, his father doesn't like him, and even those minions feel pitiful to him.

It seems that I have always been like this, and nothing has changed, so even in the prison, I can't change it.

What will the father do this time...... Do you want to kill him like you did with your mother?

"The eldest prince, someone has come to see you." The jailer shouted outside, pulling Nan Huaqing back from his thoughts.

His body trembled slightly, and he looked out of the door, the dazzling light shone through, and Nan Huaqing immediately raised his hand to cover his sight.

Accustomed to the darkness, it's really uncomfortable to see the light now.

In this dark prison, he didn't know how long he had been there.

There is no day, no night.

"The Great Prince." Jing Ying'er's heart twitched, her eyes were full of distress, the jailer unlocked it, she opened the door and walked in.

Hearing the familiar voice, Nanhuaqing's throat tightened, and he said a little hoarsely, "Don't come here." ”

Not her.

Still a little disappointed.

What you can't get, you shouldn't expect it from the beginning, Nan Huaqing sighed, "You just stand there, I don't want others to see me like this." ”

Jing Ying'er's words were stuck in her throat, and her eyes dimmed for a moment, in his eyes, has she always been someone else?

Holding the food box in her hand, she was stunned for a moment and walked over, "The eldest prince, this is what I personally made for you, you can taste it." ”

"I'm already thinking of a way, you can go out in a few days, Your Majesty hasn't talked about you these days, he shouldn't have any intention of executing you, don't worry. I've wronged you these days. Jing Yinger pursed her lips and took the initiative to open the food box.

Nan Huaqing was still stunned, seeing his appearance, she was very distressed, but she couldn't do anything.

She couldn't take him away just yet.

The aroma of the food came to her nose, Jing Yinger's cooking skills have always been very good, but she rarely cooked after becoming a concubine, and she never did it for the emperor.

Now, only Nan Huaqing can let her take the initiative to do these things.

"You better eat somewhat, I heard from the jailer brother that you haven't eaten for a long time, and you don't have an appetite these days." Jing Yinger scooped a bowl of rice.

Nan Huaqing still didn't speak.

"Maybe the food here is really hard to swallow, but you've always liked what I cooked, so I'll make it myself." Jing Ying'er handed him the rice bowl.

Nanhuaqing choked up, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart, he didn't know what it was.

He didn't cry, maybe he just felt a little moved.

Hesitantly, he stretched out his hands to take the rice bowl, and then took up the chopsticks with one free hand, his face was still unkempt, but this did not affect his eating.

Jing Ying'er watched him eat quietly like this, and her heart was unconsciously much more steady.

After a long time, Nanhua Qing spoke, "As a noble concubine, it is inappropriate for you to come to me openly and openly, if your father knows about it......"

"Does it matter?" Jing Ying'er stared at him, her voice trembling a little.

It's all at this juncture, do you still need to care about this?

She just wanted to see him, even if it was just a glance.

She still has no bottom in her heart, the emperor has not solved this matter, no one knows what he is thinking in his heart, the emperor is ruthless, maybe the emperor deliberately let Nanhua Qing linger, just to find out his accomplices?

Nan Huaqing finished the last bite of food and looked at her seriously: "Important, I'm already like this, I don't want to affect you anymore, you can still live well in the palace." Didn't you like glory and wealth the most? Now that you have all your status, glory, and wealth, you have to enjoy it, don't worry about me anymore, I'm not worth it. ”

When he said this, his tone was very calm, and there was no wave in his eyes.

"No, you're worth it." Jing Ying'er said firmly.

"I used to like money the most when I was poor, and then I liked status the most when I was bullied, and now I like you the most when I have all of these, in fact, from the first time I saw you, I already liked you, and this love has not changed from the beginning to the present."

Nanhuaqing opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Jing Yinger's like, how could he not know, but he is destined to have nothing to do with his children, and he will not marry her.

Since the moment she agreed to enter the palace, they had no fate.

Jing Ying'er also realized that she had said a lot that she shouldn't have said, and glanced out, there were no jailers standing outside, and there were no prisoners in the other cells.

She was relieved and began to pack up the dishes and chopsticks and food boxes, "I will bring you food for every meal in the future, if you think it's too ostentatious, I'll let Dong Min come, you must eat, otherwise I'll come over in person." ”

Nanhua paused, "Okay." ”

Jing Ying'er smiled lightly, brushed the hair on her forehead for Nan Huaqing, stood up and left with the food box.

The moment she walked out of her cell, a flash of malice flashed in her eyes.

The eldest prince insisted on rejecting her, was it because of the Qing princess Lin Zhiqi who was lying half-dead on the bed in the Qing Palace, or because of the famous Seventh Princess Fu Ruolan?

The outcome is unknown.

All she knew was that neither of them was supposed to live in the world.