"Prince......" Su Jinling called softly.

She hurriedly wiped the tears from her cheeks, and raised her eyes to the jailer: "Let him go!" ”

The jailer looked at Yuwen Xuancang in embarrassment.

Yuwen Xuancang's jaw was slightly raised, and he hurriedly untied the mechanism fixed on Yuwen Xuansheng's limbs.

After a few metal crisp sounds, Yuwen Xuansheng suddenly rolled to the ground and drilled directly under the bed.

Su Jinling leaned down and called urgently: "Prince...... Prince ......"

"I don't want you, I don't want you to see me...... You go quickly, I don't want to see you......" Yuwen Xuansheng covered his face, shrunk into a ball, and cried loudly.

The bed was so large that Su Jinling couldn't reach him, so he had to kneel down and crawl to the bottom of the bed.

Yuwen Xuancang's cold eyes swept away, and immediately two jailers got in in advance and dragged out Yuwen Xuansheng, who was desperately shrinking into the corner.

"I don't want it, I don't want it, you let me go......" Yuwen Xuansheng struggled desperately, but his body was so weak every day.

"Prince ......"

Su Jinling cried to help him, but he opened her hand: "Don't touch me, don't ...... I'm dirty, dirty......"

Su Jinling ignored his dodge and hugged his arm: "Don't be afraid, I'll take you out, let's go to the doctor......"

"I don't want to ......" Yuwen Xuansheng shook his head again and again: "I don't want to go out, don't go out......"

He was like a frightened and helpless child, who only knew how to refuse, only knew how to cover his body with a simple cloth, and only knew how to cry. If they met him on the street, Su Jinling would definitely not recognize him as the handsome prince who called for wind and rain in the past. The once sparkling phoenix eyes have now been covered by dirt, and they have lost their old charm and charm.

How long had he been in this dungeon? What kind of torture did you suffer? This is covered with scars...... Carrion...... Fluid that keeps coming out of the inside, and I can't tell whether it's blood or pus...... A disgusting smell coming out of nowhere......

Su Jinling looked at Yuwen Xuancang suddenly...... The latter, after a brief exchange of gaze with her, turned away with a blank face.

"You...... He's no longer a threat to you, why are you ......?"

"No, it's not ......" Yuwen Xuansheng carefully tugged at the corner of her clothes, for fear of soiling her, and looked at Yuwen Xuancang tremblingly, and shrunk his head into her ear: "He said that I bullied you and wanted to avenge you......"

The breath was suddenly blocked, and the chest was swollen and painful.

He really did it, for the insult she had received back then, the ladies of the Liewang Mansion ...... The minister who mocked and mocked her...... The prince who was disrespectful to her, and ......

"Jinling, you help me tell him, tell him that I won't bully you anymore, and let him stop calling those women...... I promise, I won't go out, I just want to stay here, you help me beg him......"

Su Jinling held back her tears: "The prince didn't bully Jinling, the prince also helped Jinling, if it weren't for the prince, Jinling would have died in the Fengxian Sect long ago, if it wasn't for the prince, Jinling wouldn't have escaped so easily......"

Yuwen Xuansheng was stunned and cried.

"Your Majesty, can I take the crown prince away?" She looked at the man who hadn't said a word since she entered the door.

All looked at him.

Yuwen Xuansheng's expression showed a trance: "Your Majesty...... He is the emperor...... Father, what about Father? ”

He suddenly grabbed Su Jinling: "Father, what about Father?" What happened to your father? ”

The sudden burst of strength made Su Jinling feel painful, and she was about to speak, but Yuwen Xuansheng's roar had overshadowed her weakness: "What happened to your father?" Yuwen Xuancang, you killed your father?! ”

"No, my father ...... him"

"You killed your father! You killed your father...... Emperor" Yuwen Xuansheng only repeated this sentence.

The jailer was about to step forward, but Yuwen Xuancang floated over like a shadow, easily freeing Su Jinling from the crazy Yuwen Xuansheng and clicking on his acupoint.

Su Jinling broke free from him and knelt beside Yuwen Xuansheng: "The first emperor died of illness, and passed the throne to King Yu before his death......"

Yuwen Xuansheng couldn't say a word with his mouth open, only angry at her.

"Prince, don't you believe me?"

Yuwen Xuansheng rolled his eyes and shed a string of tears.

"Prince," tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, but they hung on the corners of his lips that were slightly upturned: "It was my father who asked me to come to you......"

The corners of Xuan Sheng's lips twitched, and a strange sound rolled through his throat.

Su Jinling glanced at Yuwen Xuancang with teary eyes.

The sleeves of his robe moved slightly.

Yuwen Xuansheng's shoulders shook.

The voice rolled more and more violently, and finally burst out with a mournful shout: "Father, ......"

Then he cried loudly.

He cried so sadly that his whole body threw himself to the ground, and his fingers grabbed the cold and hard ground, grinding out several blood marks.

"Father, it turns out that you haven't forgotten your sons, and you haven't abandoned them...... Erchen is sorry for you...... Erchen can't be filial piety by your side, and you didn't even send a ride when you went, and Erchen is not filial. Father, please forgive your sons, forgive your sons......"

Among Yuwen Rongday's many sons, Yuwen Xuansheng spent the most effort, maybe it was really as he said, knowing that this son would not be able to ascend the throne in the end, and he would have to suffer a lot, so he would be extra tolerant and loving, but who knew that he didn't have hope for this son in his heart? If there was no crime of "rebellion" seven years ago, would it be Yuwen Xuancang who sits on the throne today? But if it was really Yuwen Xuansheng, and he didn't experience the pain of snorting under the fence, and he didn't experience the warmth and coldness of the world, what would be the situation in the court?

Maybe Emperor Jing Yuan was right...... If he hadn't been born in the emperor's family, he would have had a normal life.

At this moment, he let out a loud cry of grief, is he crying about his fate, or is he crying about the death of his father? Is it crying that he can't fulfill his filial piety in front of his father, can't send his father to death, and can't repay his father's teachings and love for him for many years, or crying about the freedom he suddenly regained, or the bleak future, or ...... Remorse......

However, some things were missed.

She stood up and let the tears fall.

Since the death of Emperor Jingyuan, the transfer of the throne began, and he began to face all kinds of unexpected changes. Everyone was busy, so busy that they barely had time to cry sincerely for the old man who had created a great cause and was brilliant for a thousand years. And at this moment, in the bursts of heartfelt cries, the sadness that had been accumulated for a long time finally cracked the ice and flowed slowly.

Yuwen Xuancang glanced at her, his narrow eyes drooping slightly.

The shadow hung over his face, and only the corners of his lips were tightly pursed, as thin as a knife.

No one seemed to notice when the constant roar fell silent, only Yuwen Xuansheng's cry shook the walls, but suddenly a roar cut through the grief.

"Yuwen Xuancang, you're a brute, ah-"

The chains roared, and all the stone walls echoed, continuously, deafeningly.

Yuwen Xuancang's eyebrows tightened, and he ordered the jailer to help Yuwen Xuansheng up and change his clothes for him.

Yuwen Xuansheng was crying weakly, and let them carry them out of the door.

"Feng Yuwen Xuansheng is the king of Sheng, with three thousand food estates, a fief and Shu, and the princess Xia Nanchun and her concubine Jiang Jin and her daughter reunite with him......"

At the moment when he was about to go out, Yuwen Xuancang stopped, and his slightly cold voice floated in a low voice in the roar of the four walls.

"Your Majesty." Su Jinling solemnly gave a salute.

Yuwen Xuancang lowered his eyes and walked out.

However, as soon as he took a step, he suddenly turned his head: "Where are you going?" ”

Su Jinling was walking towards the roaring sound.

He looked at her for a moment, and she looked at him for a moment.

Long......

He pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, turned around, brushed past hers, and walked forward.

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The sound roared, and it was the huge shock of the iron chain and the roar of rage, which hit the four walls and reverberated endlessly.

The ground seemed to be broken into rolling sand, and people walked on it as if walking on trembling silk, trembling continuously.

Not only the ground, but also the stone walls seemed to be shaken into powder, and with a light blow, it would be wiped out.

Yuwen Xuancang stopped, and when the person next to him walked by with lowered eyes, he suddenly grabbed her and held her tightly in his arms despite her objections.

It's not thin, it's ...... She was shaking. Is it because of a thousand-year-old grudge that seems to come from hell, or is it a reminder of the horror of the exile a few years ago? Yuwen Xuanti is bloodthirsty, what kind of frightened seven days did she spend that year?

"Do you have to go?"

Her hand clutching the hem of his shirt trembled, but she pursed her lips and said nothing.

He sighed, hugged her tightly, and finally let go of her, but picked up her wrist and clenched the cold little hand tightly in his palm.

This time, she did not refuse, but raised her eyes to look at the dark and heavy iron gate in front of her, which was constantly roaring.

The iron door opened silently, roaring and cursing like a monstrous flood covering it in an instant, and with it came the slashing wind, wrapped in a man with a cloak and a disheveled head, stopped in Su Jinling's screams, and hung above her head with open arms and claws like a demon who had descended.

Heavy breathing mixed with the cold of the dungeon spitted hot and cold on her face, and everything suddenly came to a standstill.

The unkempt messy hair flashed violently, and he shook out a little hesitation: "Is it really you?" ”

Immediately laughed, the chains shook, pointed at them, and four words burst out between his teeth: "Adulterer and adulteress!" ”

"Presumptuous!" Yuwen Xuancang broke off with a snort.

Yuwen Xuanti was about to exert his might, but an arm-thick iron chain suddenly crossed his chest, and when he was about to grasp Su Jinling hard, the iron chain was retracted......

He was dragged into the distance like a worm tied to spider silk.

The chains snapped, and in the next moment he was firmly tied to the iron frame. He turned his wrists and ankles in vain, revealing bulging and taut muscles under the torn clothes, and streaks of green tendons bloomed.

"Yuwen Xuancang, you brute, your father was killed by you! If you have the ability, you will let me go, let's have a good fight, don't use all these conspiracies! Ha ha...... Why, are you afraid of losing face in front of your beloved woman? Ha ha...... You killed your father, did Yuwen Xuanyi also kill you? How could you be together otherwise? Well, you have joined forces to plot to usurp the throne and slaughter the royal family...... Yuwen Xuancang, I'm going to kill you, kill you......"