Leng Yue's posture was lazily nestled on the couch, with a pale face, obviously expressionless, but it looked sluggish.

"Hmm."

As far as Jiang Tingbai's brain is concerned, what kind of Xiang she plans to pull with a pout, Leng Yue exaggeratedly thinks that she can guess it.

Turnip returned to Leng Yue.

"If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knows, in fact, we don't have any other preparations at all, I don't know if we will vomit to death."

As he spoke, Turnip poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Leng Yue, who took it, put it to her lips, and blew on the steaming heat.

"He, even if he knows, will suspect that we deliberately released the news to him to know, and then he will still stand still.

So, whether you know it or not, it makes no difference to him. ”

Turnip smiled shallowly when she heard this.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is afraid that he will never know for the rest of his life, and his prudence and caution are the biggest weapon to restrain him."

In this regard, Leng Yue didn't have any special reaction, just hiding a pair of unwavering eyes behind the water vapor of the tea cup, curling and unclear.

Xiliang Heavenly Prison.

In the dimly lit dungeon, the sunlight didn't seem to shine at all.

Outside, the sun was still scorching and the sun was shining, but it was dark and damp, and the cold was dripping, as if the gate of the prison had isolated this place from another world.

A world closer to death, hell, and more.

Fu Yao sat quietly in the corner of the cell, the walls around him had already been mottled and fallen, and there were some dark brown traces that had long since dried up, the sound of cockroaches and rats running in his ears was endless, and the air was filled with the smell of corruption, decay, and dying.

But Fu Yao sat here, as if he was out of place.

His face was calm and resolute, his back was straight, and his eyes were bright, as if nothing here could break the momentum on his body in the slightest.

Imprisoned in a prison, no matter who it is, it is undoubtedly dead.

So far, Fu Yao has heard that there is probably only one person who can save a life after entering the prison......

"Ahem...... cough cough cough ......"

Suddenly, a coughing sound interrupted Fu Yao's thoughts, and also broke the dead silence in the prison.

Fu Yao gathered his mind slightly, and looked in the direction where the voice came.

In the next cell, through the rusty and mottled railing, Fu Yao saw a person sitting in the corner.

It's just that the person was wearing a shabby prison uniform, with his head hanging down, hiding himself in the dark, and from Fu Yao's perspective, he couldn't see his expression at all.

It's just another dying man.

Thinking of this, Fu Yao slowly withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes again.

On the contrary, the man didn't seem to be willing to be lonely at all, seeing that Fu Yao had already taken all his attention back, he couldn't help but hoarse his voice, and said slowly:

"I didn't expect that Fu Yao, the dignified hussar general, would one day enter the prison and wait for death."

The man's words made Fu Yao feel shocked, reopened his eyes, and looked towards the man.

There was no surprise, but I still couldn't see the person's appearance.

Moreover, the man's voice now sounded so damaged that it was impossible to distinguish at all.

After a pause, Fu Yao replied calmly and slowly: "People are inherently dead. ”

"Man is inherently dead? Haha, that's well said! Haha......"

As he spoke, the man burst out laughing, only in a hoarse and eerie voice, which sounded like sandpaper, harsh and sharp.

Fu Yao frowned uncomfortably.

"You know me?"

Hearing Fu Yao's words, the man couldn't help but stop laughing.

"Hussar General Fu Yao, who doesn't know?

And the old man not only knows General Fu, but also knows Fu Tianchou! ”

Fu Tianchou!

That was the name of Fu Yao's grandfather, the last generation of hussar generals in Xiliang!

Moreover, this person actually claimed to be an old man, and he was still alive in prison, could he be ......

"You've already guessed the identity of the old man, right?"

As if he had guessed the thoughts in Fu Yao's heart, the man couldn't help but take the initiative to speak: "That's right, the old man is the only one who has a life left after being imprisoned in the prison, but he is also waiting for the fallen head of the Fei family, the father of the abolished family, Fei Zhong, who is waiting for the person who will die when he doesn't know when!" ”

Sure enough, it was him!

Fu Yao pursed his lips slightly and did not speak.

Let's not talk about their Fu family, since Fu Tianchou, he has no good impression of the Fei family, just saying that this prison is so big and there are so many prison cells, why is it so coincidental that he was arranged next door to Fei Zhong?

Although Fu Yao is a reckless man, he is not really reckless, if it comes to intelligence, many civil and military officials in this dynasty may not be able to defeat him.

So seeing Fei Zhong here at this moment, Fu Yao unconsciously began to doubt in his heart.

But Rao was like this, he was still very polite and graceful, and shouted slightly at Fei Zhong.

"Lord Fei!"

"Huh?"

Fu Yao's salutation made Fei Zhong seem to be displeased, and hurriedly waved his hand.

"Where are there any adults, Fei Mou is just a death row prisoner.

One is the same as General Fu, a death row prisoner! ”

"Since he is a death row prisoner, doesn't Lord Fei still call Fu General Fu?"

Fu Yao's words made Fei Zhong slightly stunned, and then laughed in that harsh and weird hoarse voice.

Only this time, Fu Yao did not answer again, but retracted his gaze, sat up straight, closed his eyes, and rested.

Whether it was a coincidence or an intentional arrangement, no matter who arranged him here, in short, three days later, his life would be taken away by Jiang Xinglie. More is better than less, and now he doesn't want anything.

Even if he is still full of ambitions in his heart, even if he still has a long-cherished wish in life that has not been achieved, even if he is not killed on the battlefield in the end, but how unwilling he is to end his life with such an ending, Fu Yao still will not let his unwillingness to be used.

He has only one thing that matters most!

Grandmother and sister......

Night Jiuchen!

He'll definitely come to see him!

Definitely!

Even, Fu Yao inexplicably had a strange feeling in his heart, that feeling, as if Ye Jiuchen was also here in Lin'an.

He didn't know why, but he was convinced, convinced!

Ye Jiuchen, I will definitely come to see myself!

The air, quiet again.

Dead silence.

As the sun sets and the moon rises, the blue sky is replaced by an inky blue, and the light will one day be buried by darkness.

Light and darkness, in this world, are always alternately reversed.

No one will live in darkness forever, just as no one will live in light forever.

The reason why there is a shadow on the road ahead is simply because there is still sunlight behind it.

Fu Yao spent the first day of his death in the prison.

Calm, dead, tasteless, but hopeful.

The night grew thicker and thicker, and the inky blue sky opened its arms, enveloping the whole land in darkness, as if this was the only way to cover up all the evils of this world.

It seems that only in this way can there be a glimmer of light in the darkness of sin, leaving room for survival.

Fei Zhong next door seemed to be asleep, snoring in bursts, even and peacefully.

It seems that this inhuman life in the prison has not worn out his will.

Fu Yao had no intention of sleeping.

It's not because he's in a prison, it's that he has an inexplicable but strong premonition in his heart.

Suddenly, there was a sound of rustling footsteps and the sound of rubbing against the cloth in the air.

Fu Yao was stunned, and almost subconsciously opened a pair of tightly closed eyes.

These eyes, in the dimness, are unusually bright, like a beast lurking in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to move.

It's close!

The sound of squirming footsteps was getting closer and closer, as if it was coming in his direction.

Fu Yao subconsciously held his breath and stared in the direction where the voice came.

In a moment, a inky brocade figure broke into sight.

Seeing this figure, a heart in Fu Yao's chest that was beating like a drum and beating violently suddenly eased down.

The person who came stopped in front of the door of his cell, with a long and straight figure, hidden in the darkness, although people could not see his face clearly, but from his body, they could feel an innate and powerful momentum that there was no way to hide.

That kind of momentum can only be possessed by a king who stands on the top of the Nine Heavens and overlooks the people of the world.

And so far, Fu Yao has only felt that momentum on one person's body.

After a pause, he secretly took a deep breath, Fu Yao pretended to be calm, and said word by word:

"You're here!"

Three words, not loud, but full of certainty and conviction.

Hearing Fu Yao's voice, Ye Jiuchen couldn't help but habitually hook the corners of his lips evilly, revealing a meaningful, but feminine and beautiful smile.

"Did you know the king was coming?"

"Yes, you know!"

"What if the king doesn't come?"

"No, you won't!

You will definitely come! ”

After a brief conversation between the two, the atmosphere fell into a dead silence once again.

Ye Jiuchen couldn't help but smile in a low voice when he looked at Fu Yao, who was sitting on the grass pile but still awe-inspiring and upright, through the door of the cell.

He laughed, not because of anything else.

Fu Yao would guess him, and it was originally expected by him.

He laughed, just because he thought that if Leng Yue was here at the moment, he would definitely show coldness and impatience with this unnutritious conversation between himself and Fu Yao.

If she is in a good mood, maybe she will reprimand her angrily, saying that there is a fart or something like that.

Thinking of Leng Yue, Ye Jiuchen's heart couldn't help but pass through a strange situation.

He didn't know why he thought of Leng Yue at this time, but he came today because of something else.

So—

Slightly constricted, Ye Jiuchen stared at Fu Yao and looked straight at Fu Yao.

"Since this is the case, then General Fu must also know why this king is here."