"Here!"

An official in a soldier's uniform pointed at Feng Lingye from afar.

He was followed by three or four officials, as if looking for something in the streets, when he heard the shouts and looked at her.

Then they hurried over, armed with oxtail knives.

Feng Lingye looked at them, frowning slightly.

I saw them bow their hands, "Princess, if you are offended, please follow your subordinates and go to the prison temporarily!" ”

Feng Lingye didn't say anything, let alone resist desperately, just calmly followed them to the heavenly prison.

In the dark dungeon, she was kept in a separate area and cell, clean but damp, with a thin quilt but not enough to withstand the autumn cold.

Tao Yao, Gong Jiyue and Feng Jinxiu heard that something had happened to Baishantang, and they may have rushed over as soon as possible, and then they were all locked up.

Now all the people and things related to Baishantang must be under strict investigation, she knows that this is the emperor's acquiescence, since it is the emperor's acquiescence, everything is only temporary, so she is not panicking.

There are three meals a day, and the three meals are not oily and watery, and they are not even clean, but fortunately, they are not leftovers.

She crouched on a stone bed covered with hay, looked at the only window, and counted the years she had spent in prison.

On the second night, someone couldn't wait to show up.

Dressed in a gorgeous dark purple cloak and carrying a food box in his hand, the visitor stood outside the railing, waiting for the jailer to unlock it, half of his delicate face hidden under the cloak, revealing a softly lined jaw.

After a while, the jailer opened the door.

She walked in, stretched out her hand and took off her cloak, looking at the depressed but calm Feng Lingye, the corners of her lips hooked, "Sister, sister has come to see you." ”

Feng Lingye didn't look up, only replied lightly: "My sister came to visit so condescendingly, my sister is terrified."

At this moment, the jailer walked in and placed a small wooden table in the center.

Zhuang Nanyan walked to the wooden table, put the contents of the food box on the wooden table one by one, and personally poured her a glass of wine, "Sister is polite, sister is rarely in trouble, sister should come and see." ”

"It's good to be familiar with the environment, so that my sister won't be unaccustomed to it when she comes in next time," Feng Lingye raised her eyes and glanced at her lightly, "But outsiders, you still have to experience it yourself to be more profound." ”

Zhuang Nanyan chuckled, "Sister is really good at joking, this lowly place is still suitable for lowly people." ”

"My sister's words are wrong, since this cell can be locked up for a princess, it is more than enough to keep a concubine in a room." Feng Lingye looked at her and slightly accentuated the word "concubine room".

Zhuang Nanyan's face changed slightly, but it was only fleeting, "Sister doesn't know, the prince feels sorry for his sister, how can he be compared with his sister?" ”

"People, rely on heaven and earth, and in the end they will find that they still have to rely on themselves." Feng Lingye kindly reminded.

Zhuang Nanyan didn't take this sentence to heart, and it wasn't until later that she realized how thoroughly she said this sentence, but unfortunately it was too late at that time.

The two stopped bickering, Zhuang Nanyan put the dishes on the table, and called affectionately: "Sister, these are all made by my sister herself, how about you come down and taste the taste?"

Feng Lingye jumped out of bed, came straight to her, took the wine in her hand, and without saying a word, took out a gray squirrel from his sleeve and poured the wine directly into its mouth.

Zhuang Nanyan's face changed slightly, "Sister ......"

The gray squirrel was forced to pour down the liquor, walked a few steps on the ground, and suddenly softened his steps, and suddenly had diarrhea in less than half a cup of tea.

"Zhuang Nanyan, this kind of little trick, let's save it." Feng Lingye's eyes were cold, and he directly smashed the wine glass on the railing.

This heavenly prison is no better than the palace dungeon, after the last lesson, Zhuang Nanyan didn't dare to really do anything to her, but let her suffer a little, it's still no problem.

I thought that Feng Lingye wouldn't eat at most, but I didn't expect her to dismantle the stage directly in person.

"I ...... I don't know what's going on. Zhuang Nanyan bit her lip, looking dazed and innocent, and then looked at the personal maid behind her, ", let you prepare the wine and food, this is how you prepared it?" ”

Feng Lingye was too lazy to take care of her.

Zhuang Nanyan saw that the plan was not successful, and she was not angry, but continued like a nobody: "There is a problem with this table of wine and food, it is my sister's negligence, next time my sister will definitely prepare another table for my sister."

After saying that, she asked the jailer to remove the small wooden table and stood up, "My sister is not well, so my sister will not disturb your rest." ”

Without waiting for Feng Lingye to reply, she turned around and wanted to leave.

"My sister went to great lengths to come to see me, and my sister was very moved," Feng Ling Yeyun said lightly, stretched out one hand to the back of his head, and took off the peach blossom hairpin on his bun, "It's a pity that I live in this cell and have nothing to do, if my sister doesn't dislike it, please accept my heart?" ”

Zhuang Nanyan stopped, looked sideways at the peach blossom hairpin in her hand, and was stunned.

Peach wood is the handle, green jade is the flower, and the silver filament is the stamen, which is simple and fresh, concise and exquisite.

Isn't this exactly what Duan Junmo personally went to Taomu Zhai to choose for her?

How did she ......

Zhuang Nanyan raised his eyes to look at her wearing a mask, wanting to see through her thoughts at the moment, but he saw a trace of flaw.

Does she have something to ask herself?

Seeing her hesitating, Feng Lingye slowly took a step closer, picked up the peach blossom hairpin, and smiled lightly, "Sister doesn't like it?" ”

Zhuang Nanyan refocused his gaze on it, saying that it was fake not to be impressed, although Duan Junmo was kind to her and gave countless gold and silver jewelry, he had never been as attentive as he was to Feng Lingye, and it was impossible for him to choose gifts in person.

This peach blossom hairpin has almost become her nightmare!

"You...... Need my help? She looked at Feng Lingye with a hint of vigilance.

"My sister is really Bingxue smart." I saw Feng Lingye's green silk hanging down, directly draped under the slender waist that was not in his hand, and under the dim candlelight, there was a gentle and soft light, "I want to ask my sister to tell the prince and invite him to see him." ”

Zhuang Nanyan looked at the peach blossom hairpin, slowly calmed down his joy, said "good", and couldn't wait to stretch out his hand.

However, at this moment, Feng Lingye's hand holding the peach hairpin suddenly tightened.

Zhuang Nanyan frowned and raised his eyes to look at her.

I saw her holding the peach hairpin in one hand, holding Zhuang Nanyan's hand with the other, and pulling it to her side, Zhuang Nanyan was defenseless, and immediately rushed towards her.

Saying that it was too late, Feng Lingye picked up the peach hairpin and stabbed it into her right eye.

"Ahh

A terrible scream pierced the prison.

Zhuang Nanyan sat on the ground, covering his bloodied right eye, looking at Feng Lingye with a frightened face, and kept retreating backwards.

The personal maid who followed her was horrified, and then screamed in a lost voice, and hid outside the cell in fright, her face pale.

When the jailers heard the noise, the prison was in chaos.

I saw Feng Lingye standing in the cell, his body as straight as Yang, holding a blood-stained peach hairpin in one hand, his eyes exposed outside the mask, cold and bloodthirsty, and his voice was gloomy like a ghost, "Let Duan Junmo come to see me immediately!" ”

Where have the jailers seen such a battle, both of them are high-ranking and powerful people, although Feng Lingye is in prison, it is only temporary, so he helped Zhuang Nanyan out of the prison and immediately went to pass on Duan Junmo.

Before the incense stick, Duan Junmo rushed to the prison, and after treating Zhuang Nanyan's wounds, he saw that he was not in danger of getting sick, so he came to the door of Feng Lingye's room.

At this time, Feng Lingye was sitting sideways on the stone bed, the green silk was sprinkled on the bed, and the moonlight outside the window came in, just pouring on her, cold and holy.

Hearing the footsteps, she didn't look back, only asked softly, "You're here?" ”

"Leave him, and I'll protect you." He stood in front of the stone bed, his voice dark, his tall figure completely shrouding her in darkness.

"Protect me?" She laughed stupidly, and under the mask, she made people feel strange and strange.

Standing up, she slowly walked to his side, looked at the compassion and forbearance in his eyes, and actually stretched out her hand and stroked his face, the tentacles were rough and hot, "Why do you want to move Baishantang?" ”

"Baishantang is not my hand." He refused, looked at her coldly, and let her hand rest on his face.

She lowered her head, put her hand down, and walked to the window, her voice choked, "On the other side of the prison, there is no one to control it, the prisoners do whatever they want, every night in the early hours of the morning, I can hear the screams and cries of Emerald Red......"

Duan Junmo's phoenix eyes sank.

She clenched the railing beside her tightly, her nails were almost embedded in it, her knuckles trembled, and her eyes were slightly red, "Li Er...... Li Er died. ”

A drop of cold slipped off the mask and slowly fell to the cold ground, "Last night, I heard the emerald red cry, tearing my heart and lungs, liver and intestines broken....."

Duan Junmo walked over quickly, pulled her over, hugged her tightly, and said in a hoarse and low voice, "Ling'er, I'm sorry, I don't know ......"

Feng Lingye suddenly broke out of his embrace and pushed him away, staring at him with a pair of dark eyes, desperate and cold, "Duan Junmo, I'm telling you this, not to ask for your mercy!" ”

With that, she picked up the blood-stained peach hairpin and threw it to the ground.

The peach hairpin fell to the ground, and with a crisp sound, the green jade petals immediately shattered and splashed on the ground.

"From now on, you and I will be cut in two!"

She looked at him fiercely, resolute and resolute, "I, Feng Lingye, swear a poisonous oath here, in this life and this life, I will never fall in love with you Duan Junmo, unless I die!" ”

Duan Junmo's eyes were stunned, and he looked at her in shock, his fists clenched together, and his whole body trembled.

"I don't share the sky with Zhuang Nanyan, if you protect her, then I will step on your bones and kill her!" Her eyes were bloodthirsty, word by word, like a sharp dagger, slammed into his chest, "Take your peach blossom hairpin, put away your love, I don't want to see you again!" ”

Her chest rose and fell violently, and the anger she had endured for days finally broke out at this moment, looking at the noble and tall man in front of her, she couldn't wait to break him into pieces.

If he hadn't locked her up in a dungeon, how could she have held on until she was unconscious for three days and three nights, missing the opportunity to make amends?

If he hadn't ruined her eyeliner, how could Gong Jiyue be so passive, unable to keep Baishantang, Li Er and Cui Hong?

Without him, she could still wait for the opportunity to reach today's glory.

Without him, she wouldn't be so embarrassed.

Duan Junmo's face was haggard, his phoenix eyes were bottomless, looking at the broken peach hairpin on the ground, he slowly squatted down and picked it up.

Feng Lingye looked at him coldly and looked at him squatting on the ground, as if kneeling in front of her, noble and arrogant like him, even if he knelt in front of the emperor, he was still so noble and indifferent, at this moment, he actually revealed a trace of sadness and loneliness.

Her apricot eyes were moist, and her voice was dumb, "What I regret the most is not marrying you, but that I shouldn't have stood up and admitted that I was a concubine in the first place." ”

He held the fingers of the peach hairpin, trembled slightly, then stood up, and left silently with a hint of embarrassment.

Feng Lingye spends his days in the prison like a year, and Duan Yixuan spends his days outside the prison like a year.

On the day of Feng Lingye's accident, he went to the imperial study, but unfortunately the emperor and the queen had no choice, only said that she would suffer hardships and be released from prison in a few days.

Now that the Empress Dowager intervened, since the emperor and the queen could not keep Feng Lingye, Duan Yixuan had no choice but to go to the emperor's bedroom, but the emperor was in a coma for a few days, and although he woke up halfway, he fell asleep after eating a little something.

He was all about Feng Lingye, but he didn't know that Feng Lingye's most concern was not about himself, but about the people in Baishan Hall, so that he didn't know that such a tragic thing happened.

On the fourth day, Duan Yixuan, who had been waiting in the palace of the Emperor Taishang, finally waited for the Emperor Taishang to wake up, and he gradually told the Emperor Taishang about Feng Lingye.

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