The crown prince knew that his hometown was actually fighting silently with the emperor, but she was unconscious, and the prince couldn't talk to her, let alone tell her about the current situation in Lie Chang'an.

Very bad.

Very bad.

When the prince went to see Lie Chang'an again, he almost only had his last breath left.

He must have just been whipped and lying in a pool of blood, scarred and dying, without the strength to open his eyes.

The prince stood in the cell for a long time, until his eyes were sour and red, and then he finally moved his heavy steps and walked out.

She ...... How is she? ”

Lie Changan heard the footsteps, his consciousness cleared up a little, opened his eyelids that weighed as much as a thousand catties, and asked weakly and weakly, "How is she...... Shape? ”

The prince wanted to comfort him and give him a little confidence, but he couldn't lie to himself, and the situation in his hometown was just as bad, and just a moment before he came to the prison, she had begun to cough in a coma, and she was coughing up blood.

Imperial Physician Hu's meaning is already very clear, he is terminally ill, and the medicine stone has no spirit.

Heart disease also requires heart medicine.

They are each other's antidote, and no one can save each other except each other.

The prince closed his eyes deeply, only to feel exhausted.

He was silent, his face was solemn, and Lie Changan knew all the answers.

She definitely couldn't hold on.

Maybe the heart is still holding on, but the body can't stand it anymore.

If the body is going to die, how can the mind continue to live?

Lie Changan was lying in a pool of blood, watching the cell shine in a little bit of light from the skylight, and the corners of his mouth oozed blood, he suddenly smiled.

The smile is mocking and bitter, desperate and helpless.

No one spoke again. 168

Don't know what to say.

Both of them seem to have a thousand words in their hearts, but they are stuck in their throats and can't say them.

Any words at this moment seem extraordinarily pale and weak.

When the prince walked out of the prison, it was already dark.

He raised his head, looked at the night sky, and suddenly thought of Wei Shu.

He left the palace, left the capital, and left these shackles that were bound by death, and now he should be living a very free and happy life.

I really envy him.

I lived the life I wanted most.

The prince pulled out a wry smile, and at this moment suddenly understood why Yu Yang had to reject him so firmly.

Yes, she's free.

She belonged to the rivers and lakes of the freshly clothed and angry horses, why did she have to set foot in this terrible cage for him, and become one of the countless canaries in this cage?

What's more, she didn't love him in the first place.

The prince lowered his head, and the bitter smile on the corner of his mouth spread deeper and deeper.

He stood there for a long time, not moving.

No one noticed the hopeless and sad tears in the corners of his eyes.

When the prince went to Yunyan Palace again, he was surprised to find that the emperor and the empress had come.

The moment he saw them, the prince found that his heart was actually very calm, but how much hysterical hatred was hidden under this calm, he didn't know.

The prince walked straight in, his face expressionless, his eyes did not squint, he did not salute, but just went into the house as usual, and walked to the bedside to look at his hometown.

The emperor's face sank suddenly, this was the first time that he had been ignored so openly, he suddenly slapped the table and said angrily, "Prince, what do you mean? Don't you see me sitting here with your mother? You're blind, aren't you? Or has he been a prince for so many years, and he doesn't understand this basic rule? ”