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The prison was wet and dark, with the smell of decay and the smell of blood.

Sour and unpleasant.

After Zhang Qianyuan's body was carried out, the prison was quiet for a long time, and only the jailers came to deliver food on time. The most humble meal is so bland that it is hard to swallow.

Zhao Zhen eats clean every time.

In the past, when he was besieged by the enemy on the battlefield and ran out of ammunition and food, he couldn't even drink a sip of water, and after suffering like that, he didn't feel how unbearable the situation in front of him was.

The wound in the abdomen has stopped bleeding, but it cannot be moved, and once the wound is involved, it will continue to bleed. So most of the time he leans his back against the wall and closes his eyes.

Late at night, it's time for the jailers to change shifts. Zhao Zhen heard footsteps coming towards him.

Open your eyes vigilantly.

The man crouched down outside the cell door and whispered to him, "Lord Wang." ”

"Who?"

"The prince doesn't care who I am, I'll deliver medicine to the prince." The man said, handing in a small porcelain bottle, "The prince sprinkled the medicinal powder inside on the wound, and it will soon scab over." ”

Zhao Zhen paused for a moment and reached out to take it.

He opened the cork on the bottle and sniffed.

After a long illness, he has suffered countless knife wounds and sword wounds, and he has seen a lot of various medicines, so he can basically distinguish them.

This medicine is ordinary, and it can't be compared with the ones that Hu Zhixian gave him, but it's better than nothing.

He thanked him and poured some out of his palm and wiped it on the wound.

There was a devastating pain, he frowned and endured it, and then he didn't feel anything.

Zhao Zhen stuffed the stopper, put it aside, looked at the man and asked, "What do you want?" ”

The people who are willing to help him now are nothing more than believing that he will not be easily defeated, and they want to get something in return.

He doesn't like to owe favors.

The man thought for a moment and said, "If the prince goes out, let the little one follow you, even if it is a pawn." ”

The darkness and treachery of this deep palace are overwhelming.

Zhao Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then rarely smiled, "I promise you." ”

*

Wen Changbai came straight to the prison of Dali Temple as soon as he came to the early court.

Zhang Qianyuan was previously imprisoned here.

Dali Siqing personally came to greet him. Wen Changbai explained his intentions, and Dali Siqing readily agreed.

The door of the prison opened, and Wen Changbai asked Dali Siqing to wait for him outside, and he just went in by himself.

The jailer led Wen Changbai inside.

Wen Changbai looked over one by one, but did not find Zhao Zhen's figure.

At last he stopped outside the innermost cell, and the jailer told him that it was here that King Yu had been stabbed.

Wen Changbai nodded and let the jailer out.

"Adults pay attention to the time." The jailer reminded him and left.

After the two jailers walked away, Wen Changbai squatted down and wiped the blood on the ground with his hands.

It's dark red, a little sticky, almost the same as yesterday.

Is the blood of King Yu?

Wen Changbai went to fetch a candle and pushed open the cell door to enter.

He bent down, the candle lowered, and looked closely.

There are blood stains.

And rice grains.

He was stunned, and stretched out his hand to pick up the rice, which was quite hard, but it could still be sticky after rubbing it twice.

He wiped his fingertips with a handkerchief, squatted down to look closely at the spot where the rice grains appeared, and found a very fine yellow powder.

He smiled.

King Yu really died.

Wen Changbai walked out, his face was as calm and indifferent as ever, and Dali Siqing quietly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no joy on his face.

"Is King Yu really dead?"

"yes. There are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, who would have thought that the majestic King Yu would die in the hands of Zhang Qianyuan, a prisoner. ”

"Where is the body of King Yu?"

"Uh...... Please forgive the officials for the inconvenience of disclosing it. ”

Wen Changbai smiled comfortably and said, "It's okay." ”

*

After Wen Changbai went back, he brought the news to his sister as soon as possible.

Last night she looked like that, her eyes were red like a rabbit, poor baba, he was distressed to death.

Zhao Zhen, what a bastard.

He still doesn't want to reveal some rumors alive, do you know that his sister is worried?

Still, forget it, it's good to be alive.

Yi Xuan was crying and sobbing, her little face was full of tears, and her eyelashes were wet and stained together, looking particularly fragile.

Wen Changbai couldn't help but walk over and hug her.

"It's a good thing that the prince is alive, don't cry." He used his thumb to wipe away the tears from her eyes.

It had been a long, long time since he had seen her cry so sadly.

Only when he was a child, the little doll carved in pink and jade would cry so presumptuously, twisting in his arms, asking him to comfort him and hug him.

After the little doll is seven years old, she rarely cries.

Because she knows that crying won't solve anything, but will make her seem useless.

The little girl has always been very strict with herself, he has never seen a girl like this, she has been raised very delicately, and tears come when she says it.

The elders praised her for being smart and sensible, and felt that this girl was worry-free. He didn't think it was a good thing, because she was still so young, and she could vent her emotions with tears, but she had to hold it in her heart.

Such a strong girl also has a time when the embankment breaks.

Zhao Zhen is the line in her heart.

Yixuan buried her head in her brother's arms and rubbed it, tears and snot rubbed on Wen Changbai's clothes, Wen Changbai didn't care, his eyes were full of doting smiles.

She obviously didn't want to cry.

But the emotion in her heart couldn't be stopped, like a flood and a beast, it drowned her all at once.

He's not dead.

He's still alive.

Yixuan's heart was sour, her eyes were also sour, she cried and laughed for a while, and buried her head in embarrassment, not wanting Wen Changbai to see her crying.

Shame on you.

She stretched out her thin white fingers and poked her brother's palm.

A tingling sensation came from his palm, Wen Changbai's body stiffened, and he subconsciously clenched his hands.

"What's wrong?"

"Brother," her voice choked, "you must help me save him, okay?" ”

The girl raised her eyes and stared at him dependently, her eyes misty.

"Okay." He touched her head.

As long as it was her request, he agreed.

*

Yixuan cleaned up her mood and went to the second elder of the upper room, ready to explain what happened last night.

The second elder has been waiting for her for a long time.

Yixuan's eyes were swollen from crying, although they had been compressed with ice, they had not completely disappeared, and they could be seen at a glance. The second lady let out a "ah", got up from her seat distressedly, and picked up her granddaughter's little face to look left and right.

"Why are you crying like this? Alas——, what a stupid child, the prince may not really die, you have to think in a good place, but don't toss your body. ”

The second lady touched her granddaughter's hand, which was cold.

She sighed and clutched her granddaughter's hand in her arms.

Wen Bogao asked, "Third sister, where were you yesterday?" ”

"Concubine Li invited me into the palace and stunned me, I'm in ...... I slept in the palace for a day. ”

Yi Xuan still didn't dare to say that he slept in the Qianqing Palace.

Wen Bogao patted his thigh and sighed: "Okay, as long as you're okay." Last night, His Majesty sent you back? ”

Yixuan let out a soft "um".

The two elders glanced at each other, and the second lady was a little embarrassed: "That, third sister, your grandfather and I didn't plan to let you be widowed." If the prince really goes, in two years, let's find a good family again. But Your Majesty ...... He is not suitable. ”

Regardless of whether the death of the prince has anything to do with His Majesty, it will not work just because His Majesty is the younger brother of the prince. If Yixuan really wants to remarry in the past, she will have to suffer a lot of gossip and abuse from the world.

Even if you don't care about the eyes of the world, there are so many women in His Majesty's harem, which one is good to get along with?

Yixuan couldn't cry or laugh, and hurriedly explained: "You think too much, I have nothing to do with Your Majesty." ”

Wen Bogao was stunned, "Then why did Your Majesty send you back?" ”

Yixuan bowed her head and was silent. She can't say that His Majesty is chasing her and stalking her, right?

She is embarrassed to say this kind of thing as a girl.

She didn't say it, but Wen Bogao understood, and when she contacted Her Majesty about sending pastries to their family before, she could guess His Majesty's enthusiasm for Yixuan.

I can't ask for it, and I can't think about it.

Even the accident of King Yu is a means for His Majesty to forcibly seize it.

Wen Bogao immediately pinched a sweat for his granddaughter.

If King Yu is really gone, there will be no one in this world who can protect her, and even if her granddaughter is reluctant, she will definitely be welcomed into the palace.

Their majesty, since Wen Zhiluo's death, has become more and more paranoid, and it is also unlucky for his granddaughter to provoke him.

"Third sister, do you want to hide outside for a while?" Wen Bogao was worried: "The whereabouts of the prince will be handed over to us to investigate, it's useless for you to stay here, it's better to avoid the limelight, Your Majesty can't find you, naturally there is no way." ”

Sending Yixuan away would anger His Majesty, Wen Bogao knew this risk, but for the sake of his granddaughter, he could only fight against Long Yan.

Yixuan smiled bitterly, "Your Majesty has a way to force me back." ”

You can't escape.

"But if you continue to stay in the capital, Your Majesty will really do ...... to you What should I do if I do something wrong? Wen Bogao's face was solemn.

Yixuan shook her head, "Not for now." Weng Weng rest assured, I have the ability to protect myself. ”

None of the girls of the Wen family are weak.

Wen Bogao sighed and didn't say anything more.

*

In the afternoon, the people in the palace came and took Yixuan into the palace.

Wen Bogao didn't want his granddaughter to enter the palace, so he had a dispute with the eunuch at the head and almost had a big fight.

Fortunately, he was stopped by Yixuan, who arrived in time.

The eunuch dusted off his sleeves and glared at Wen Bogao: "My lord, be smart, how many people can't ask for this blessing, and you are still unwilling to take your turn?" ”

Wen Bogao is angry, what kind of blessing is this, it is clearly humiliation!

Yixuan hugged her grandfather, and her eyes swept over coldly, "Enough." ”

The eunuch knew that Yi Xuan was the person on the tip of His Majesty's heart, so he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he quickly changed his expression, and smiled at Yi Xuan with a servile face: "Yes, yes." The princess should go into the palace with the ministers, your majesty will be unhappy when it is late. ”

"Don't, third sister, don't go into the palace with them." Wen Bogao anxiously took his granddaughter's hand.

Yixuan patted her grandfather's back comfortingly, and whispered, "I'm going to enter the palace to see the concubine, it's okay." ”

She smiled obediently at Wen Bogao, pulled out her hand, and walked away with the comer.