Chapter 64: Late Night Arraignment
I was stunned for a moment by his question, and for some reason, there seemed to be something else in this simple sentence.
But at this moment, I didn't have the heart to think deeply, I only said: "The slave has not done it, and the slave believes in justice." β
Pei Yuanfeng's eyes revealed a glimmer of light, and he looked at me deeply, as if he knew me for the first time. After a long time, he finally breathed a long sigh of relief, and then said, "Okay, you believe in justice, I believe in you." However, Qingying, if you need me, you must sue me, I will definitely save you out, and I will not let anyone hurt you! β
"Okay, I promise you." Looking at his determined appearance, I suddenly smiled lightly: "When the slave and maid are exonerated, I will definitely make delicious pastries for His Highness, osmanthus sugar cake, okay?" β
As soon as he heard this, he immediately said happily: "Qingying, you forgive me, you forgive me, right?!" β
I smiled faintly, and did not speak, but he had already grabbed my hand in ecstasy, and his smile was like the sun on the ice, so brilliant and brilliant that even the cold dungeon seemed to be stained with his joy.
Until he left, I still seemed to have his body temperature on my hands.
Warm, flowing from your fingertips to your heart.
Whether it's wishful thinking or delusion, having such care from my brother is enough for me to carry through this difficult time.
It's just that I've been locked up for several days, and I saw people coming in and out of the cages around me, some crying and crying out, and some people dying, but I don't know, why hasn't there been any movement in the past few days, why hasn't Pei Yuanhao come to interrogate me?
And so it went on for another day.
That night, as I was curled up in a corner with my knees huddled and drowsy, there was a long "creak" from the depths of the dark and quiet prison, and the door was opened.
I was still thinking in a daze: Who is it that is still locked up so late?
But the footsteps were getting nearer and louder, and with the light of the flames, which grew brighter, they finally stopped in front of my cage, and then the door was opened, and several jailers entered.
I was shocked: "You, what are you doing?" β
"What? Someone wants to see you! β
With that, they unceremoniously dragged me off the ground, and I was dragged out of the cell door, and walked along the long, dark and narrow passageway, only to see that there was a bright light on the other side.
Finally, it's coming.
After waiting for so many days, of course I wouldn't be naΓ―ve enough to think that they just wanted to lock me up, and poisoning the queen would at least be interrogated by the three divisions, but I didn't understand why they would interrogate me in the middle of the night.
When I finally walked out of the passage, there was an open room in front of me, and there were many people standing, and a man in a brocade robe was sitting at the table with his back to me, slowly sipping tea, and his long black hair hung low, as if the night was deep.
The head of the jailer walked over and said with a smile: "Your Highness, someone has brought it." β
"Hmm."
With a slight wave of his hand, the jailer stepped aside, and then he slowly turned around.