This was the first time the prince set foot in the prison.

The air seemed to be filled with steam, and the dark void smelled of decay and rotting corpses, and the servants often stopped to greet the prince as they walked by with men in prison clothes, and the prince could hear the chains clinking against each other and making a clanging sound, as if the soul was unwilling to roar.

The crown prince descended the steps and went to the cell where Lie Chang'an was being held.

The cell smelled strange, damp after rain and the smell of dried blood.

The whole space was very dim, only a few oil seals on both sides flashed with a faint light, and when the wind blew, two were extinguished. There is no daylight here all year round, and even the air is turbid, and a normal person can't stand it for a while.

The people who are locked up here may not be able to get out for the rest of their lives. It turned out that there was not only the smell of dampness and blood, but also the smell of death.

The prince didn't expect that he hadn't seen him for five days, and Lie Chang'an was tortured to such an extent.

He should have just returned from torture, and the aqua blue court clothes on his body could no longer see the original color, all stained red with blood, and his clothes were ragged and tattered.

He collapsed to the ground, as if he had lost any strength, his bare skin covered with the scars of the whip, his skin peeling open, the blood blurry, shocking, and dying.

The prince's eyes were sour, and he couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so he opened his eyes.

Sure enough, if the father can treat his hometown so ruthlessly, I am afraid that Lie Chang'an is really murderous.

Lie Changan heard the footsteps, but did not react, he was already confused, his head was dizzy, and he intuitively thought that it was another official who was going to take him to torture, so he just waited to be dragged away, but after waiting for a long time without movement, he slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that caught the eye was the crescent-white hem of his clothes, and he slowly lifted his eyes before looking at the prince's emaciated face.

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Lie Changan subconsciously got up and wanted to salute, but his body had already endured it to the extreme, and he no longer had extra strength to support it, so he could only give up.

"Don't move."

The prince walked over and squatted beside him, helped him up and sat down against the wall, looking at him scarred, his mood was heavy, and he was only bitter, "I'm sorry, at this moment, I can't help you with anything." ”

Lie Changan shook his head and said weakly, "This kind of thing, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, who can help it?" ”

Lie Changan had already expected that he was not afraid of death, let alone torture, but he was afraid of suffering her, and it was better to live and die with him like this.

"What about her? How is she? Is she okay? ”

In the end, love for each other is deep in the bone marrow, and the first time I see him, I only care about each other.

The prince sighed deeply, "It's not good, she's sick." ”

"Sick?"

Lie Changan was startled, anxious, and suddenly involved the wound on his body, gasping in pain, but still gritted his teeth and asked, "Why is she sick?" What disease? Is it serious? ”

The prince didn't plan to hide Lie Chang'an, in the end this is different from hiding Lie Chang'an from his hometown, Lie Chang'an is more rational after all, and his psychological tolerance is naturally better than his hometown.

The crown prince sighed lightly, "My father beat her twenty boards, and ordered her not to step out of the Yunyan Palace for half a step, and even forbade the imperial doctor to diagnose and treat her, and forbade her to eat and drink, and no one was allowed to serve. ”

Lie Chang'an was like being struck by lightning, his face turned pale, and he felt that his whole heart was slammed, and his limbs trembled in pain.