Jing Che and Fu Xin were escorted to the capital separately.

Zhao Xuyang rushed to hear the news, but it was useless to do anything.

Zhao Chongyan ordered the two to be detained separately in the prison.

Fu Xin may have known that there would be such a day.

Especially when she knew that Jing Che had not poisoned Zhao Chongyan, she clearly knew that she would come back here, even if she was not caught by Zhao Chongyan, she would come back to him for revenge.

The wounds of a broken family cannot be healed by time.

What she was thinking at this moment was that she was sorry for Jing Che, let him take care of him for so long, and even caused him to be wanted and imprisoned, and what made her feel guilty the most was that she expressed her heart too late, so that before the two had time to enjoy the happy time, the future was broken by the past grievances and hatreds.

The jailers in the heavenly prison would not know what to pity and cherish, after all, Zhao Chongyan had hatred for them and acquiesced to the use of all the torture instruments by the jailers.

Jing Che didn't know what was going on there, but it was inexplicably heartbreaking.

The brain seems to have fallen into chaos.

There are even strange voices from time to time: "There are still twenty-four hours before the system awakens." ”

Hour?

He didn't understand, he just thought it was his own auditory hallucination.

Finally, in the dim night, Jing Che seized the opportunity, broke free from the jailer's side, and forcibly escaped from the prison!

The jailer was snatched away by him, and he slashed his neck, and blood gushed out, and he died without looking at it.

So he didn't even have time to shout, and before he was found out that he had escaped from prison, Jing Che had already left his cell and followed every route to find where Fu Xin was.

As long as I can find her, I will definitely be able to take her away.

Suddenly, he walked into a brightly lit place—a corner.

Jing Che frowned and looked from the direction of the corner, only to see a tall back not far away.

The man sat on his knees, and the jailers around him trembled and did not dare to speak.

There was a slight dried-up stain of blood on the ground.

Jing Che recognized it, it was Zhao Xuyang.

The jailer next to him said in a low voice: "Lord Wang, we have already transported the body to the burial according to your instructions......

Zhao Xuyang raised his head, his eyes burst out with a fierce look like a beast, and then he raised his sword and stabbed it into the jailer's chest, both of them died before they had time to resist, Zhao Xuyang made it clear that he wanted them to be buried together!

"There are still two hours left before the system awakens."

Jing Che's mind was blank, as if he had expected everything.

He clenched the dagger in his hand, said nothing, turned around and broke out of the prison, but anyone who tried to shout "there is an assassin" became the soul of his cold-blooded dagger.

At night, the Imperial Bedroom is brightly lit.

The eunuch said in a sharp voice: "Your Majesty, the princess of Chaohua of the former dynasty has died in the prison, and the slave originally sent someone to throw her into a mass grave according to your instructions, but she was bumped into by the prince halfway and said that she was going to be sent to the imperial tomb of the former dynasty for burial." ”

"Let it be."

Zhao Chongyan thought to himself, anyway, Princess Chaohua was dead, no matter how she was buried, there would be no harm to him.

He lowered his head and took a sip of tea, his wide sleeves blocking his view.

When the sleeve fell, I saw that the eunuch in front of him stared at him, and suddenly fell backwards - the tip of the knife was on his chest!

"Whew-"

The dagger was pulled out, aimed at Zhao Chongyan's heart, and stabbed into it without a trace of hesitation.

Zhao Chongyan only had time to shout, "There are assassins!" His throat was hoarse and only a whimper remained.

The guards outside swarmed in and aimed their bows and arrows at the assassin.

"Poof—"

Everything seemed to be dust.

Zhao Chongyan could only hear the strange man in front of him move his lips.

"This is for you by Fu Xin."

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