Mu Xiyun has been in prison for several days, and she doesn't know how many days she knows, so she can only judge whether it is day or night by the light shining in from the small window overhead.

In fact, she didn't want to think about how many days she had, His Majesty's death shocked her too much, and she felt heartache and self-blame every time she thought that she had fallen into Langhua's treacherous plot and prompted His Majesty's death.

The jailer didn't criticize and abuse her too much, although she was now a heinous murderer, and I think it was probably Yu Mingche and Yu Chengyun who told them not to embarrass her.

The cold white moonlight was shining through the window of the upper pavilion overhead, and it was already night, and the small table in the cell still had food and water brought by the jailer during the day, but Mu Xiyun didn't move, she just huddled in the corner of the cell with her knees hugged, repenting of her actions.

A sound of soft footsteps sounded at the end of the cell, which was particularly harsh in the silent prison at night, or it was particularly clear to Mu Xiyun, and her hearing could hear the chatter of the jailer at the gate of the prison about His Majesty's death.

A man in a cloak came to Mu Xiyun, the unique ambergris fragrance on his body was really obvious, and Mu Xiyun didn't need to look at him to know who he was.

"Yun'er, the food in the prison is rough, I'm afraid that you won't be used to eating, so I specially asked the imperial chef to stew a bowl of ginseng chicken soup, drink it while it's hot." Yu Chengyun slowly squatted down, put down the food box he was carrying, and took out a bowl of steaming chicken soup from it.

Mu Xiyun didn't move, she just looked at the familiar but strange person in front of her coldly with tears in her eyes.

He paused, slowly picked up the bowl of chicken soup and walked to Mu Xiyun's face, gently scooped a mouthful of chicken soup with a soup spoon, then put it to his mouth and blew it for a while, and handed it to Mu Xiyun's mouth.

"You go! I don't need your mercy! You go! Mu Xiyun roared with tears in her eyes, and her hand knocked down the soup spoon in Yu Chengyun's hand between waves, and the chicken soup spilled on the ground, raising a burst of mist in the moonlight.

"Yun'er, don't be willful, I heard that you haven't eaten for a few days, otherwise your body will not be able to hold on." As he spoke, Yu Chengyun lifted the entire bowl and blew away the mist floating on the soup again.

"Yu Chengyun, is your heart made of stone? You tell me about the death of Your Majesty, is there any handwriting from you?! Mu Xiyun didn't drink the soup, but just coldly questioned Yu Chengyun.

"Yun'er, I know that I am not a good person in your heart, but the first emperor is my father, will I attack my father?! Or in your heart, I'm such a filthy person?! Yu Chengyun's hand holding the chicken soup began to tremble.

Mu Xiyun was silent, in her heart, Yu Chengyun was really not a good person, and even sometimes felt that he was terrible, but the father-son relationship between him and His Majesty was very heavy, and he would never be so ruthless.

She raised her head and looked at him seriously, she hadn't seen Yu Chengyun for a few days, she had long lost the vigor of His Royal Highness the Prince, but she had deeply sunken eyes and a haggard face, and even the beard on her chin was long and long.

"Yu Chengyun, I didn't kill Your Majesty." She lowered her head and began to weep, tears falling on the dust of the cell floor.

"I know."

"You know, why don't you go to the real murderer? Is it Langhua? What are you doing here with me? I don't want to see you! Mu Xiyun vented all the sadness in his heart in the form of an angry roar.

"Yun'er!" Yu Chengyun also roared, he squeezed Mu Xiyun's shoulder tightly, and his small body looked thinner and thinner under his big palm.

"He is the emperor and my father! You have only seen state affairs and the death of His Majesty, how have you ever thought of a person who has lost his father?! Yun'er, I'm human, not the walking dead, I'll hurt, I'll hurt, you can cry, what about me?! ”

"Jade Chengyun." Mu Xiyun had never seen such a jade Chengyun, and shouted his name in some horror.

"My father died, the palace was in chaos, the concubine fell ill, and all the old ministers knelt in front of the palace to ask me to execute you, but I still wonder every day if you will be afraid in prison? Will it not be good to eat? Why did my father die, all the evidence points to you, but I have never doubted you, but you doubt me! Mu Xiyun, the hard-hearted person is not me, it's you! Yu Chengyun roared at Mu Xiyun with red eyes, and all her tears fell.

"Yu Chengyun, I'm sorry." Mu Xiyun began to cry in a hurry.

"Yun'er, you know what I think in my heart, I respect Uncle Huang, but I also hate him, he snatched you that belonged to me, someone told me, what a good opportunity this is, I can overthrow him in one fell swoop, but I didn't do it, for you, I am willing to give up everything at my fingertips, just to save your life." Yu Chengyun turned his back to endure his grief and said calmly.

"Yu Chengyun, why do you hate Yu Mingche? How much did he do for you? He used to fight on the battlefield, but now he is helping you in the court, he never thought of doing anything harmful to you, but you hide murderous intentions everywhere, is it just for me? Well, I'm telling you, it's not worth it, I'd rather die than compromise! When Mu Xiyun heard Yu Chengyun's heart, she finally couldn't help but shout loudly.

"When you get all the things, you will miss the things you can't get more and more, and eventually it will become an obsession, which will go deep into the bone marrow and make you unable to sleep at night."

"I said, I'd rather die than receive your love, you go, don't come again." Mu Xiyun also turned around and said coldly.

"Yun'er, I can go, but what I want to tell you is that I will definitely protect you this time, not because I miss anyone, but to tell you that not only with him, but also with him, I can always protect you and not let you be hurt at all." After Yu Chengyun silently finished speaking to Mu Xiyun's back, he picked up the food box and left lightly again.

"The chicken soup is almost cold, you better drink it while it's hot, it's not poisonous." When he was at the door, he stopped and said silently.

The door of the cell was closed again, and the moonlight from the window was as white and cold as just now, but the person in the cell and the one who walked out could no longer calm down.

Mu Xiyun, I know that my heart is filthy, dirty and foul, but when my heart is facing you, only I know how fragile and clean it is.

Yu Chengyun, I'm sorry, I know you've done a lot for me, but there can only be two people in love, and my heart can't squeeze so much.