The dim light covered his eyes, the sound of the crackling and burning of oil lamps filled his ears, and in the deep prison where time seemed to stand still, Yi Chenjing didn't know how many days he had been imprisoned.

However, he knew very well that Bai Qige was coming.

The snakes that made the little jailer tremble with fear seemed to be guided by someone to rush out of the prison, and the sound of the handover of blades suddenly turned into a loud bang outside the door, vaguely mixed with familiar or unfamiliar low roars, all kinds of signs showed that Yi Chenjing's expectation and resistance had finally arrived.

"Let me go...... It's all right......" Beckoning the little jailer with a dumb voice, Yi Chenjing's expression was unexpectedly calm.

The little jailer thought about it but didn't dare to move, he was afraid that the snakes would come back, and he was even more afraid that the woman who controlled the snakes would punish him, and ordered the snakes to tear him apart and devour him like an old jailer. Seeing that the little jailer was still hesitant and standing in place, Yi Chenjing did not blame, and moved his arm to try to grab the hook hooked into his shoulder, which caused a sharp pain in his heart.

"Tai, don't move the prince, the wound is bleeding again," Seeing that Yi Chenjing wanted to get rid of the restraints as if he wanted to die, the little jailer pounced on him with a crying voice, wiped his tears, gritted his teeth and grabbed the chain, "I, I'm coming, don't move the prince, don't move......"

Yi Chenjing nodded gratefully, his slightly smiling face was immediately dispelled by the sharp pain, and with the rattling of the iron chain, the lips that were pursed into a thin line became tighter and tighter, and the cold sweat on his forehead became more and more.

The cold iron hook is close to the flesh and bones, every movement is like tearing the heart and lungs, the pain is unimaginable to ordinary people, the little jailer is almost crying while carefully untying the chain, fortunately, Yi Chenxuan in order to prevent Yi Chenjing from dying of injuries for him to apply a lot of hemostatic medicine, so that Yi Chenjing can still be alive when he gets rid of the iron hook, and he has enough strength to smile at the little jailer.

"I really don't want her to see me like this." Raising his weak arm to wipe the stains on his face, Yi Chenjing smiled, half self-deprecatingly explaining.

The little jailer choked twice, and helped Yi Chenjing to sit down against the wall: "The prince will take a rest, I'll take a look at the situation outside." ”

"Thank you."

Shaking his head slightly, the little jailer didn't say anything, and quietly walked towards the door of the prison with the wide knife at his waist.

The corridor of the prison is dark and long, and when a person walks by, he can only hear the sound of footsteps and heartbeats, and the little jailer is already worried, listening to the echo in the empty corridor, he feels more and more creepy, just thinking about Yi Chenjing, who is covered in scars, is still waiting in the cell, and infinite courage gushes out of nowhere, supporting him to continue walking.

Why.

Is it worth risking your life to help a lost prince in the midst of chaos?

The reason is inexplicable, the little jailer only remembers that when the handsome young man with scars knelt in front of him and begged him for help, he also had an impulse in his heart that could not be suppressed, hoping that the prince would live, and that this gentle man who would politely say "thank you" to him would rule the world, not the terrible King of Tranquility.

In order to prevent the snakes from returning, the door of the prison has been closed by the little jailer, and now it must be reopened to see the situation outside, which is undoubtedly a great test for the little jailer who talks about the snake's discoloration.

Seeing that he was still a few steps away from the gate, the little jailer swallowed his saliva fiercely, and just wanted to stretch out his arm to open the door, but a huge force slammed into the door, directly rushing open the gate of the prison.

It's the scary woman who can control snakes. is still a man with a cold face and murderous eyes. The little jailer screamed in surprise, and subconsciously squatted down with his head in his hands, and the violent tremor caused by fear made it impossible to close his teeth, and the clattering sound kept clattering.

"Don't be afraid, the snakes are gone." A warm palm gently landed on the little jailer's shoulder, and he raised his head bravely, and in front of him was the young man who had been saved by the little jailer. With a tired but gentle smile on his face, Fu Chu looked at Bai Qige, who was walking in a hurry in front of him, and his tone was gentle and calm: "The crown princess is here." ”

Crown Princess. The legendary woman who was called a war concubine by many soldiers? Curiosity is better than fright, the little jailer looked in the direction of Fu Chu's gaze, only to see a proud silver light disappear at the end of the corridor.

"What kind of person is he? The prince always called her name when he was asleep......"

Listening to the little jailer's confused self-talk, Fu Chu chuckled softly: "He is the most important person in His Highness." ”

is so important that even if she can't give up the world for her, she only loves her all her life, and if she doesn't have her, she would rather die alone.

The sound of broken footsteps echoed very clearly in the prison, Yi Chenjing raised his head and quietly looked at the direction of Yongdao, his eyes that had been dark for a long time lit up. He was as familiar with the sound of the footsteps as he was with her breath, her scent, her smile, her every move, everything about her.

Qige. Qige.

I want to call her name, I want to hug her thin body, I want to leave everything to be by her side until the earth is desolate, I want to tell her how he loves her deeply.

It's just that he doesn't have the strength.

The figure that had been in my heart for a long time walked from the corridor, approaching step by step in the face of Yi Chenjing's burning gaze, his hands were lightly raised, the corners of his clothes hung down to the ground, and his palms were slightly cool on the stubble-covered thin cheeks, and the temperature was a reality that could not be obtained in dreams.

The tranquility of the cell was not broken, neither of them spoke, but just knelt on the ground and hugged each other tightly, face to face, heart to chest, fingers intertwined.

He's alive.

She's alive too.

Is there more gratifying news in the world than knowing that each other is still alive?

No matter how noble their status, their only and small wish is that their loved ones are safe, goodbye, and alive waiting for goodbye.

Yi Chenjing knew that he shouldn't shed tears, he was a prince and a man, but how could tears be controlled by him at this time. The moment Bai Qige's snort hit his cheek, he completely forgot about everything else, and just wanted to hug her into his arms and kiss her deeply.

"Your Highness is really ......" The reckless intruder of the battle court turned sideways, his face flushed, and he muttered half complaining and half sighing, "There are so many people, how dare you hug and hug ......"

"Brother Zhan, don't peek, just turn your back." Fu Chu chuckled and teased.

The thrilling just now seemed to disappear in an instant, looking at the tearful couple in the cell and hugging each other tightly, everyone was happy from the bottom of their hearts, and the atmosphere was not as tense and serious as the life-and-death decisive battle. From the root, these people are either here to protect Bai Qige or to save Yi Chenjing to help, as for the changes and various conspiracies that happened in the Yaoguo Palace, they are not interested at all, and being able to guard Bai Qige and Yi Chenjing to get together again is the biggest victory for them.

Taking a deep breath greedily, Bai Qige reluctantly pushed Yi Chenjing away and wiped the reddish circles under his eyes: "Are you seriously injured?" Let the battle court protect you to rest here, I still have to go to the Ziyun Palace to save the emperor after meeting with General Xiao and them. ”

"I'll go with you." Yi Chenjing shook his head, retracted the emotion and tenderness in his eyes, and his tone was firm and irrefutable, "It's just that there is a little injury on the shoulder, which doesn't hinder walking." Yi Chenxuan is cunning and ruthless, I don't feel at ease if you go alone. ”

Bai Qige hesitated for a moment, and then sighed lightly: "It's okay, Princess Yanluo and Ji Sanqian are dead, and there is no one else to use Yi Chenxuan's subordinates, as long as he is taken down, there should be no danger." Turning around and beckoning, Bai Qige and Fu Chu helped Yi Chenjing up left and right, and then handed Yi Chenjing to Zhanting for support: "Zhanting, the person will be handed over to you, if he dares to make any stupid moves, knock him out and use some force." ”

“…… Knife mouth, knife heart. ”

"I don't have the energy to look at you distractedly, or I'll do it myself."

The touching atmosphere suddenly changed its taste, and it was a little funny, and people couldn't help but laugh. The group pretended to cough dryly, turned their heads and snickered, leaving only the battle court scratching their heads in embarrassment and not knowing what to do.

Jokes aside, Bai Qige and Yi Chenjing both knew that the current situation could not be delayed, and after simply bandaging the wounds with the help of the little jailer, Yi Chenjing hurried to Ziyun Palace with a team of more than ten elite soldiers.

This kind of thing is not something that everyone is fortunate enough to experience, and no one can say what the so-called palace change should look like, but looking at the cold and deserted palace, Yi Chenjing always felt that something was wrong, as if the victory in front of him was too easy, but it made people feel illusory and unreal.

"When you see the move, give priority to saving people." For Yi Chenjing's frowning, Bai Qige gave a concise and powerful suggestion, and when the group finally arrived at Ziyun Palace, she also maintained her usual vigorous and resolute behavior, holding a sword in one hand, raising her foot high, and kicking the heavy wooden door open with a bang.

"Women are gentle in order to provoke men's pity."

The dust cleared, and the scene of the inner hall of the Purple Cloud Palace was completely presented in front of everyone's eyes, and the expected final fierce battle or the enemy's frantic struggle did not happen, some were just plain words, and a long figure standing quietly in front of the window.

Calm, plain, and at the end of the road, Yi Chenxuan was still as noble and graceful as Bai Qige when he first met him.

"Old Seven, if you don't have these people to help you, you will never have the possibility of fighting me in your life." His fingertips tapped on the window lattice, and Yi Chenxuan didn't even bother to look back at the intruder, his eyes kept locked on the sparrow chirping outside the window.

Over the years, the scene here has never changed, only people's hearts have changed.

Looking around the room to make sure that no one else was there, Yi Chenjing glanced at the battle court, and the battle court understood, and while keeping an eye on Yi Chenxuan to prevent him from making any moves, he cautiously moved towards the golden cage in the corner. Probably because the rescue came too quickly and smoothly, the queen was quite surprised, looked at Yi Chenjing and then at Yi Chenxuan, and silently helped Emperor Yao to sit on the dragon couch, a pair of eyes could not hide the confusion.

It was so easy to be rescued. Yi Chenxuan planned so thoroughly, but didn't leave a way back for himself. Or is he having another plot, and the effortless victory is just a new trap.

No matter how much speculation there was, it was extremely unwise to ask questions rashly at this time, so everyone including Bai Qige, except for the soldiers who rushed forward to surround Yi Chenxuan, remained silent, and their palms clenched into cold sweat.

A mocking chuckle broke the silence in the room, Yi Chenxuan turned around and shook off the arm that was stretched out towards him, and looked directly at Emperor Yao with a cold gaze, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his tone was calm.

"I won the fight, and now ...... Kill me. ”