Chapter Eighty-Three: Reunion in the Cold Palace

"Where is there a figure, I think you played with Xiaohong last night until you had kidney deficiency, right? Aha! The other jailer scoffed without hesitation.

The jailer, who had been mocked, blushed like a monkey's ass, and he was thinking about something, but his mouth was wide open, and he couldn't say anything. He just pointed his hand straight behind the jailer.

The jailer looked strangely behind him, and saw a dead body, and almost instantly, he heard "Brush!" "A bang.

"Drain and drain!" Even the jailer fell in a pool of blood.

Zhang Hanyue walked in and immediately found Wu Caixuan's cell, because it was too easy to find, because he was a felony of the imperial court, plus he had just come here and had not yet had time to interrogate, so she was locked in a very large cell, and no one dared to embarrass her, just kidding, this is a felony appointed by the imperial court, if you cripple people, do you still want your head? Everybody has that idea.

Zhang Hanyue held his breath, he hadn't been so nervous for a long time, even if he saw the emperor before, he wasn't so nervous.

Zhang Hanyue's heart was like a deer colliding with each other, because, perhaps, the next moment, he would be able to see his goddess.

In this place with a very high appearance rate in later generations, Zhang Hanyue couldn't help but start to look at this place carefully.

This is a place with an extremely bad environment, in fact, the prisons that Zhang Hanyue saw in later generations were all beautified, because Zhang Hanyue accidentally saw a photo, which was a photo of the cold palace in later generations, and instantly urinated Zhang Hanyue, because that place was so dilapidated that even a concubine who had fallen out of favor should not live in such a place. Zhang Hanyue can say without exaggeration that even an ordinary courtyard house in later generations is "luxurious" than the cold palace of the Qing Dynasty, so it is no exaggeration for some scholars to say that the Chinese people lived in a very difficult life in the Qing Dynasty.

A burst of stench wafted towards Zhang Hanyue, he couldn't help frowning, it looked around, and between the old houses and the canned fish lived a prisoner who was not a person, a ghost or a ghost, I saw that most of them were with vegetables on their faces, yellow and thin muscles, and they looked malnourished, all of them had no expression, and a person's most basic seven emotions and six desires were almost invisible on their bodies, they were simply like the walking dead.

Zhang Hanyue's heart couldn't help but hang, a heart that gradually let go hung again, the knuckles of his hands were white, his fists were clenched tightly, gurgling, his eyes were round, and he didn't know where to stare viciously, as if he was going to eat someone...... I looked in the direction of the palace again, and it seemed to move, but I didn't know what I was talking about.

"You guys! If my goddess is missing a hair, I want you all to bury me! Yes.................................... Coax! I heard a loud noise, and the mountains shook in an instant, and sand and stones fell all over the ground. Zhang Hanyue yelled angrily.

Zhang Hanyue's face became hideous because of anger, and he saw that his sharp eyes were like a snake spitting a core, just staring into the distance with a sharp gaze, Hugo's eyes can kill people, so there is no trace of living creatures here. He was like a sharp claw breaking through the air, only to see that his shrunken pupils seemed to carry the calm before the storm, and his dark face was cloudy, with the momentum of fanning the wind and rain, and even the air was contaminated with bloody rain.

Walking into a corner, Zhang Hanyue had the same feeling, so he looked behind casually, but it was this glimpse that the wandering gaze could no longer be opened for a moment.

The eyebrows are picturesque, clear and beautiful, the figure is curly, concave and convex, **** and pretty; Scattered like a waterfall, with a slender waist, and a **** style with light legs, it is really like a fairy in the sky, Zhang Hanyue can see that even if he changes his clothes, he can know who this person is, who else is this person not Wu Caixuan?

Because, this is the person he thinks about day and night, this is the goddess he once was! Time flies, things are not people, Zhang Hanyue thought that he couldn't see Wu Caixuan anymore, but now this person is in front of his eyes.

Zhang Hanyue walked over slowly, for fear of disturbing the beautiful angel in front of him, he didn't dare to come out, he had never been so nervous, even when he was facing a threat to his life.

Zhang Hanyue began to look carefully at the goddess who had not seen him again for a long time, and a door blocked in front of him, and he couldn't help but be a little angry.

"Boom!" Almost effortlessly, Zhang Hanyue smashed the door in front of him.

Zhang Hanyue slowly squatted down, slowly approaching Wu Caixuan's face, her snow cheeks were in full bloom like peach blossoms, charming and noble, the five views not only have the sharp edges and corners of Westerners, but also do not lack the feminine beauty of the East, the blue pupils exude a jewel-like bright light, the sexy red lips are slightly upturned, and the purity is full of holiness, like the goddess of Wushan, which makes people feel heartbeat, and like an angel who has degraded the mortal world, making people feel that their legs are weak.

"Uh-huh......" The fairy rubbed her eyes and slowly got up, maybe she was dressed too little, maybe it was ...... I saw her shrink her small body, it seemed to be so cold that she shivered, but somehow, a cold air suddenly came from all around, and her delicate body couldn't help but tremble, and her movements were so cute.

Zhang Hanyue didn't hold back all of a sudden, and gently hugged Wu Caixuan.

The sunlight shone through the window on the two of them, looking so beautiful, and at this moment it seemed that the prison had become a romantic place.

"Hmm...... Who is it...... Don't touch me...... You, you, don't touch me! Wu Caixuan didn't seem to have woken up yet, and whispered.

"You, are you, why do you think that...... That one...... Who's going to ......" Wu Caixuan rubbed her eyes and said indistinctly.

The shadow in front of her became clearer and clearer, and Wu Caixuan finally saw clearly who the person in front of her was.

She couldn't help but widen her eyes and said, "I didn't dream earlier! , you, you are Zhang Hanyue! Wu Caixuan shouted.

Zhang Hanyue smiled slightly and said, "Yes!" I'm coming. ”

"I, am I dreaming?" Wu Caixuan said to herself.

"I remember that I was caught by officers and soldiers." Wu Caixuan felt that her head was a little insufficient. ”

"His arms are so generous and warm, as if I can't touch the edge of him for a lifetime, why do I feel like this?"