In the summer weather, the scorched gold and flowing stones, and the heat dyed the entire Youyue Palace.

In the Youyue Palace, sandalwood curls. Under the light gauze bead curtain couch, Dou Lina supported her forehead with one hand and lay sideways on the couch. In front of the bed was a white carved porcelain basin filled with hewn ice. Xiaoli knelt on the ground and fanned the ice hard. The cool air of ice cubes spreads into the house, dissipating the heat of midsummer.

Outside the palace, a servant walked in, and she saluted respectfully and said, "Niangniang, King An is back!" ”

When Dou Lina heard this, her calm mood suddenly became excited.

"Quick, please come in."

The servant saluted, "Oh"

And stand back.

Dou Lina immediately got up from the couch, Xiaoli put down the fan in her hand, got up from the ground quickly, walked over and knelt on the ground, and put on Dou Lina's shoes.

Dou Lina had just put on her shoes and stood up from the couch, only to see Chun Yuzhao coming over at the gate of Youyue Palace.

"King An!" Dou Lina called softly.

Chun Yuzhao walked to Dou Lina's side, knelt down and saluted: "This king has seen Concubine Li's mother!" Mother's blessing Jin'an! ”

There are rules in the palace, and the concubines below the concubine cannot be commensurate with mother and son, and because of this palace rule, Chun Yuzhao has never called Dou Lina a mother or mother. But Dou Lina understands him, and for so many years, she and Chun Yuzhao are used to it.

Dou Lina helped Chun Yuzhao, "Get up, hurry up!" ”

Dou Lina looked at Chun Yuzhao's face, she looked heroic and handsome, with delicate facial features and clear contours. There is no childishness on his face, but a mature face, and his bright eyes hide an unwilling ambition.

"King An, I went to Xuansu County here, and I didn't return for three years, the owner really misses you!"

Chun Yuzhao saluted, "My son is not filial!" Worried about the mother. ”

Dou Lina immediately stopped: "Don't say that, King An, there are many people in the palace, if your words are heard by someone with a heart, they will definitely make a big fuss." ”

Chun Yuzhao's unwillingness in his heart was finally hidden, and he retorted: "What kind of broken rules, I and you are the mother and son, but this broken palace rule ......"

Before the words were finished, I only heard a "pop", and a crisp and loud slap hit Chun Yuzhao's face, and Chun Yuzhao's face suddenly turned red. Dou Lina reprimanded: "King An, don't talk nonsense. You have to remember that after your mother gave birth to you, she died in childbirth, and your queen mother can only be the queen's mother, and the master is just one of the emperor's concubines. ”

Chun Yuzhao understood that Dou Lina said that these things were also for his own good, he was not angry, on the contrary, he was distressed. My mother, who feels sorry for him, has been living inferiorly everywhere since she entered the palace. Over the years, Dou Lina has suffered a lot in order to support him in the harem, and she is cautious in everything she does, and she is extremely careful.

Chun Yuzhao covered his face with his hands, and said with a look of grievance: "This king knows, this kind of rebellious words, this king will not say it again." ”

After beating Chun Yuzhao, Dou Lina was also distressed, she hugged Chun Yuzhao and said with tears: "Son, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to beat you." It's just that the emperor's family, there is no family affection, there are walls and ears everywhere, and I am also afraid, afraid that if you say or do not do well, something will happen. ”

Chun Yuzhao sighed lightly, "My son understands. My son doesn't blame you, it's just that since my son is back, he doesn't plan to leave Beijing again. ”

After sleeping for so many years, it's time to wake up. For so many years, because of that damn palace rule, I can't even call you a mother. Mother, you have lived too hard in this palace, and this time, my son came back to change the rules of this palace. When the time comes, I can call you mother.

In the prison of Nanyuhou's Mansion, in a cell, Mu Zhijun was wearing prison clothes and was nailed to a cross made of wood. Mu Zhijun's black hair was scattered and draped, and the wide white prison clothes were worn on her, reflecting her bony body.

Her body was covered with wounds from the whip, and there was bright red blood left on her body at the corners of her mouth.

A prison official came over with a whip, smiled evilly, and asked viciously: "His Royal Highness King Jing, it's been three days, and you still haven't confessed, do you want to raise troops to rebel?" ”

Mu Zhijun spat out a mouthful of bloody foam and laughed madly. She was arrogant, endured the pain, and said arrogantly: "What are you?" Even you, dare to frame this temple? ”

When the prison official heard this, he smiled contemptuously, "Call you King Jing, do you really think of yourself as Your Highness?" Don't forget, you're a court coloquin right now, and the streets are full of notices that want you. Therefore, you should confess your sins obediently, so that the little ones can report to Your Majesty as soon as possible, and you can also suffer less crimes. ”

Mu Zhijun sneered, "Do you jailers only have lip service?" ”

The prison officer snorted coldly, "Okay, if you don't eat the toast, then you can only eat the penalty wine." ”

As he spoke, the warden pulled the whip from his hand, which was a short whip, about the length of an arm. The outside is wrapped in cowhide.

The prison officer whipped Mu Zhijun, only to hear a "snap", and there was another blood mark on Mu Zhijun's waist. When the whip went down, the skin opened and the blood flowed, it was a pain in the heart, but Mu Zhijun gritted his teeth and didn't say a word when he died.

The prison officer gave Mu Zhijun a thousand lashes before stopping. Mu Zhijun's whole body was almost numb from pain, but he still forcibly endured it. The prison clothes, which were originally quite white, were stained with blood after a hundred lashes, and one white robe was dyed into a red one.

The blood at the corner of Mu Zhijun's mouth was constantly falling. In the distance, Yu Yaorong walked in with a food box, followed by Yu Can.

As soon as Yu Yaorong entered the cell, he saw Mu Zhijun's bloody, half-dead appearance, his heart sank, only to feel that his heart had been pierced by someone, and his whole body was trembling in pain, as if it was not Mu Zhijun who was tortured, but him.

Yu Yaorong quickly ran into the cell, and he put the food box in his hand aside. Mu Zhijun was nailed to the wooden frame, his head was lowered, his eyes were slightly closed, and his mouth was still wearing a slight breath.

Yu Yaorong approached Mu Zhijun step by step, his breath became stagnant, and when he walked in front of Mu Zhijun, he reached out and pulled out the black hair on Mu Zhijun's face, which was full of cold sweat and blood.

Yu Yaorong's emotions could no longer be hidden, and he cried out with a "woo". He stretched out his trembling hands, gently held Mu Zhijun's face, and called softly: "Wife, wife!" ”

Mu Zhijun listened to Yu Yaorong's soft call, opened his eyes with difficulty, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Yu Yaorong's tears full of tears.

Mu Zhijun smiled softly: "Why are you here?" Mu Zhijun's voice was very weak, weak and weak.

Yu Yaorong was already crying.

"I'm not dead yet, don't cry for me!"

Before Yu Yaorong could speak, Yu Can's lukewarm voice reached Mu Zhijun's ears.

"King Jing, are you still unwilling to confess?"

Mu Zhijun desperately tried his best to warn: "Nan Yuhou, between me and you, there can only be one survival. If I can survive this calamity, I will need you to pay for your life in another day, so that I may wash away the disgrace of today. ”

Mu Zhijun kept coughing up blood in his mouth due to excessive force. Yu Yaorong was stunned for a moment, and his hands kept wiping blood from Mu Zhijun's mouth.

Yu Can sneered, "King Jing is worthy of being King Jing, his arrogance is admirable." King Jing, you have fallen into such a situation, and you dare to speak out. It seems that the prison has not given you enough punishments......" Yu Can said, his eyes sank, "Come on, put salt water." ”

At the sound of an order, a moment later, a small jar of salt water was carried up by the six prison officials and set aside. Yu Can sighed lightly, "As long as King Jing doesn't confess for a day, you will be beaten to death, and after the beating, you will be poured salt water." King Jing has an arrogant temperament, you must serve her well, understand? ”

Everyone knelt on the ground and saluted: "Please rest assured!" ”

After Yu Can heard the response, he turned around and left.

After Yu Can left, everyone got up, and the leading prison looked at Mu Zhijun with a sinister smile. Mu Zhijun didn't have the strength to say anything more, Yu Yaorong saw the evil gaze of the prison, and said nervously: "What are you going to do?" ”

Mu Zhijun gasped and ordered weakly: "Yaorong, get out of the way!" ”

Yu Yaorong looked at Mu Zhijun with a pair of distressed eyes, and shook his head crying, "Don't!" ”

Mu Zhijun said softly: "Yaorong, come closer, I have something to say to you." ”

Yu Yaorong put his ear to Mu Zhijun's mouth, but Mu Zhijun said softly: "Yaorong, listen to me, get out of the way!" ”

"No, don't ......"

Mu Zhijun chuckled, "If you are obedient, I will love you." If you don't get out of the way, if I can leave alive, I will give you a letter of resignation, and you won't call me my wife in the future. ”

Yu Yaorong's heart fell, and his hands hugged Mu Zhijun's waist nailed to the wooden frame. Yu Yaorong explained: "Wife, Yaorong is in front of you, he has never been very bold, today, you let Yaorong be presumptuous once, okay." ”

As he spoke, he wept bitterly again.

The jailer behind him scooped a bowl of salt water with a bowl, and the jailer walked to the wooden frame and reminded: "Second son, you are the son of the Hou Mansion, a daughter of a daughter, the little ones should advise you to step aside, so as not to be injured by mistake." ”

Yu Yaorong ignored them, just hugged Mu Zhijun's waist tightly with both hands, and buried his head in Mu Zhijun's arms. When the leading jailer saw this, he had no choice but to order: "Go to punishment!" ”

An order shocked Mu Zhijun's heart, and she used her best strength to say sharply: "Yu Yaorong, you get out of the way for me." Yu Yaorong, roll, roll away. ”

Mu Zhijun scolded and struggled. But Yu Yaorong ignored him and still hugged him.

The jailer took out a whip and whipped it on Yu Yaorong.

"Ah~" Yu Yaorong called in a low voice.

A whip was drawn to Yu Yaorong's body, as if it was pumping to Mu Zhijun's heart. This is even more heart-wrenching than hitting Mu Zhijun.

Mu Zhijun was anxious for a while, and said with concern: "Yu Yaorong, I don't love you, you don't have to do this for me, Yu Yaorong, even if you do this for me, I will give you a letter of resignation, Yu Yaorong, did you hear it?" Get out of the ......"

Wife, I hear you. I'm so happy to hear you're worried about me.

Although the injury on his back made Yu Yaorong's whole body tremble in pain, Yu Yaorong's heart seemed to have a shell covering him, and he didn't feel pain at all.

That shell stems from Mu Zhijun's distress and worry about him, Mu Zhijun's concern at least let him know that his love in the past ten years and his efforts in the past three years have not been in vain after all, at least, Mu Zhijun is moved by him.

Mu Zhijun looked at the leading prison official with his eyes, and coldly warned: "I advise you to stop quickly, otherwise, if I can be free, I will definitely ...... you" Mu Zhijun gritted his teeth, "Broken, corpse, ten thousand, duan." ”

The prison officer laughed and said with disdain: "You are all wanted by His Majesty, and you still want to be free?" It's really laughing to death, King Jing, whether you can live in this prison or not is a question, you still want to be free, don't dream. ”

The whip continued to whip Yu Yaorong's back, Yu Yaorong buried his head in Mu Zhijun's arms, closed his eyes, and called: "Ahh!!!!!h Hurt!!!! It hurts!!!! ”

Mu Zhijun lowered his head and looked at Yu Yaorong in his arms, his whole body trembled to the point that he couldn't do it, but his hands were pulling Mu Zhijun's clothes to the point that they were wrinkled. His face was full of tears, he was originally a thin and weak body, and when he was beaten by this whip, his whole body trembled, which was really distressing.

Yu Yaorong's back was beaten and bleeding, and the blood soaked through his clothes. The flesh was blurred, and the flesh and clothes were glued together, and it was terrible to see.

Mu Zhijun knew that he couldn't persuade him. He could only sigh lightly, "Yaorong, didn't you say that you have to be bold today?" Come, kiss me! ”

Yu Yaorong's eyes opened suddenly, "Wife~Ah!! ”

As soon as he spoke, a whip made him scream.

As soon as Yu Yaorong left her arms, she was unsteady by the person behind her, and she fell to the ground.

"...... Yaorong," Mu Zhijun said anxiously

But he still stubbornly stretched out his hands, pulled Mu Zhijun's clothes, supported her legs, and stood up. After he put his hands on Mu Zhijun's shoulders, he barely stood firm, and the whip behind him continued. Yu Yaorong raised his head and met Mu Zhijun's gaze, although Mu Zhijun's face was embarrassed, but his eyes were extremely gentle.

"I~ah! No! Yes! Yu Yao endured the pain in his back

Mu Zhijun smiled bitterly, "Won't you or don't dare?" Mu Zhijun took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, "You get closer, I'll teach you!" ”

Yu Yaorong obediently did so, and Mu Zhijun kissed Yu Yaorong's lips.

"Hmm!"

The four lips and teeth intersected, Yu Yaorong only felt a large amount of blood smell coming from Mu Zhijun's mouth, the heavier the blood smell in Mu Zhijun's mouth, the more distressed Yu Yaorong became, their kiss was sweet and painful.

Mu Zhijun recognized her heart, it turned out that she had long been in love with Yu Yaorong, but she was ashamed of Nangong Yiqing's affection, she didn't admit it.

And Yu Yaorong also made a decision at this moment. Nangong Yiqing is right, if one day, Mu Zhijun falls into the hands of Yu Can, Yu Can will not let her go. If Yu Can dies, Yu Yaorong will be sad, but if Mu Zhijun dies, then he will have nothing.

Mu Zhijun is his everything, if Mu Zhijun is no longer alive. The sky is falling, and everything in the world will no longer be meaningless.

Mu Zhijun left Yu Yaorong's lips, and without Mu Zhijun's lip flap blocking the ** in his mouth, Yu Yaorong screamed in pain again, "Ah!! ”

Mu Zhijun smiled: "I hope that in the future, in front of me, you can be as bold as today." Mu Zhijun put his head to Yu Yaorong's ear and coaxed softly: "Yaorong, as long as I don't admit my guilt, they won't kill me for a while." Yaorong, if you take the punishment for me, and when the punishment is full, and you fall down after I am imprisoned in the cell, then who will give me the medicine? ”

Mu Zhijun's voice just fell, only to hear Yu Can's voice coming, "What a sincere feeling!" ”

When the jailer saw Yu Can, he stopped the whip. He saluted Yu Can, "Meet Master Hou!" ”

As soon as the whip stopped, Yu Yaorong fell straight down in pain.

Remote !! Mu Zhijun screamed worriedly

Mu Zhijun said sharply at Yu Can: "Nan Yuhou, the tiger poison is not a child, Yao Rong is your own son, how can you condone the people under your command to be so cruel to him?" ”

Yu Can chuckled, "I didn't connive, I allowed myself to run over to block the whip for you, I didn't force him." ”

Yu Can looked at Yu Yaorong, who was lying on the ground, his whole body trembling into chaff in pain, and sighed lightly, "That's it for today, and I'll continue the trial tomorrow." ”

After those prison officials untied Mu Zhijun, because Mu Zhijun was also injured a lot, the moment he loosened the tie, Mu Zhijun also lay on the ground weakly. The jailer quickly exited and locked the door. They saluted Yu Can and withdrew.

Mu Zhijun stared at Yu Can, and he hated to cut Yu Can with a thousand knives.

"Nan Yuhou, what are you going to do when you set up a prison cell in the mansion in private?"

Yu Can ignored Mu Zhijun's expression and wrote lightly: "The Mu family has been sitting long enough, it's time to change the surname." ”

Mu Zhijun sneered, "You really want to rebel." Mu Zhijun smiled bitterly, and said unwillingly: "Sister Huang, Sister Huang, this is the loyal minister you trust." ”

Yu Can sighed lightly, "His Royal Highness King Jing, Ben Hou's patience is not so good. If you don't confess within five days, Ben Hou will kill you directly. ”

After Yu Can finished speaking, he left without looking back.

After Nan Yuhou left, Mu Zhijun went to support his body and crawled over to pick up Yu Yaorong's body. She called softly: "Yaorong, Yaorong, how are you?" ”

Yu Yaorong forced himself to show a natural smile, "Wife, wife, you, don't, don't give me a divorce, okay?" Don't you take my ......"

A sentence aroused the softness in Mu Zhijun's heart, and a tear fell from Mu Zhijun's face.

Mu Zhijun has felt since he was a child that as a woman of the Northern Lion Country, she must shed blood without tears, and as His Royal Highness of the Northern Lion Country, she must be more powerful, so that she will not be bullied. Therefore, over the years of life, Mu Zhijun has only shed tears three times, representing three people, one is his father Lingxi, one is his master Yunzhou, and the other is his sister Mu Yue. Now, Yu Yaorong is the fourth.

She can show her softest side in front of a person, and her heart accepts that person. From this moment on, Yu Yaorong was put at the top of his heart, and she would not let anyone hurt him again. will not let him suffer any more grievances.