Xu Yu was extremely frightened in his heart, he had already pretended to be dead and thrown into a mass grave, why did those people still refuse to let him go!

The frost of the moonlight fell, and the shadows of the leaves separated the light and the darkness.

Xu stared at the approaching black shadow until a tall man stepped out of the darkness.

"Are you still alive?" The man asked.

East Palace.

After Youhuan walked back to the East Palace by herself, she locked herself in the Tai Chi Palace, and it was useless to even have dinner.

Mingxiang was also turned away, and she could only wait outside the hall in a hurry.

"County Lord, how much can you eat, the imperial dining room has sent your favorite lotus seed soup, and it will be cold after a while." Mingxiang tried to knock on the door again, but still couldn't get a response.

There was a little light of a candle flame inside, and when Mingxiang saw this, her heart relaxed a little.

In the room, Youhuan shrank in a corner, guarding the candlestick she had just lit, looking at the dancing candlestick.

Because of crying during the day, the corners of her eyes were still red, and her face was red and swollen from Queen Li's palm, she forgot to deal with it, so she kept swelling with this half of her face.

When it came to Su Jingsheng and Su Jingming again, she still couldn't be calm, and those messy words echoed in her mind.

"Prime Minister Su Cheng will be beheaded at noon today."

"Not only Prime Minister Su, but more than 100 people in the Su family, the emperor doesn't plan to let any of them go this time."

"I heard that there are many people kneeling outside the palace now, all of whom want to intercede for the Su family."

"But where will the emperor change his mind......"

Youhuan slowly covered her ears, wanting to leave those past behind, but the picture in her mind became clearer and clearer, and she thought that after three years, she should forget some of it.

However, when I think about it now, I find that every scene is still fresh in my memory.

Youhuan slowly closed her eyes, wore a thin undershirt, curled up, and spent the night guarding the candle.

It wasn't until the dawn of the second day that he pushed the door out, and Mingxiang, who was keeping vigil at the door, was awakened, "County Lord! ”

"Help me wash up, I'll go to the Tai Hospital to see Qian Su in a while." Youhuan said.

Mingxiang hurriedly came back to her senses and arranged for the palace maid to bring the washing things in.

When it was time to wash her face, You Huan remembered that she still had injuries on her face.

"The slave maid will take ice and apply it to the county lord for a while, and then rub some medicine, and the swelling will soon be reduced, and there will be no traces." Mingxiang said.

But soon, Ming Xiang hesitated again: "But I heard Brother Ling say that His Royal Highness will come back in the next two days......"