Zheng Ji walked down the stairs, and the narrow and steep corridor in the prison where only one person could pass through, and a little light flickering on the two walls faintly reflected her face.

The appearance is bright, the phoenix hairpin is golden, and the indescribable grace and luxury, in this dim and strict prison, it is as beautiful as a rakshasa in this dark and strict prison.

"Your Highness, please...... Watch your step. The prison man who led the way in front cautiously turned around and stumbled to say such a sentence.

Zheng Ji glanced at the prison man, his eyes were calm and gentle, but it made the prison man's heart tremble.

He had heard of the deeds of Princess Changding.

She used to be the emperor's favorite daughter, and she was named a title for the long time in the land of ointment, but somehow, she annoyed the emperor, was deprived of her title and demoted to a commoner, and was almost beheaded.

Later, I didn't know what was going on, but I regained the emperor's love and reverted to the title of Changding.

Not only that, a few days ago, the emperor also issued a holy decree, giving the princess ten rates of the mansion, in charge of 20,000 troops, wearing ribbons and guards like the prince, riding from thousands of horses, out of the police.

It can be said that Princess Changding is the most powerful person in the court in addition to the emperor and the crown prince.

It's just that why did Her Royal Highness the princess come to the edict here?

The Imperial Prison was set up by the emperors of the Dade Dynasty, directly controlled by Feng Chenwei, independent of the legal divisions, and known as the prison of the Son of Heaven.

It is heavily guarded, and the sun does not see it, the birds are cut off, and the atmosphere of the plague is full, and the important ministers of the court and the central government can not avoid it.

The prison man has been on an errand here for most of his life, and he has not even seen a few courtiers. Now that Her Royal Highness Princess Changding is here, why don't you let him tremble?

Soon, the prison servant led Zheng Ji to a cell and immediately retreated after opening the cell door.

Zheng Ji bent slightly through the cold iron fence, and as soon as she stopped, a soldier in a silver unicorn suit quickly stepped forward and knelt down with his back bowed.

Zheng Ji pulled the long skirt on his body and sat down calmly.

Her posture was graceful, her eyebrows were stretched, as if she was not in a dark and rancid prison, but above the bright and wide court.

This scene made Song Zhan's pupils, who were sitting in the corner of the prison, shrink sharply, and he panted for breath with "poof", which was unbelievable.

Silver unicorn suit, this is Feng Chenwei, the emperor's personal guard, in the past, he had to be careful to avoid it, but now he is prostrate under her and make a stool for her?

Song Zan was imprisoned in the Imperial Prison for many days, and he didn't know anything about the outside world, and he didn't know that the Changding Ten Rate was mostly from Fengchenwei.

He struggled to open his swollen eyes and looked at the person sitting on Feng Chenwei.

She...... still has a bright appearance and luxurious makeup, and this body does not know how much wealth and power can be pampered, like a warm house and delicate flowers, and has not been blown by the slightest wind and rain.

This is the memory of her, and not the memory of her.

As if thinking of something, Song Zan suddenly laughed, his eyes were vicious and resentful, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Zheng Ji, you ......"

Before he finished speaking, a Fengchen guard flew forward, and a "snap" slap sounded, interrupting his words.

"Bold!" Feng Chenwei shouted coldly: "You dare to call His Highness by his name!" ”

With that, he kicked Song Zan and knocked him down on Zheng Ji's skirt.

Song Zan was already tortured, and this kick made him exhale in pain, almost out of breath, only blood seeped from the corners of his mouth.

He struggled for a long time before he could barely raise his head, but the pain was so blurred that he couldn't even see Zheng Ji's appearance clearly, and his eyes only reflected the Zhai pattern of the long skirt and the golden light of the phoenix.

This Zhai Wen Fengguang, this lofty appearance, stabbed his eyes, which was the appearance he hated the most.

Thinking of what she had done to him and the Song family, he couldn't wait to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

Ignoring the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, he said intermittently, "You...... A poisonous woman like you, with wolf ambitions, and cruelty to Zhongliang, even won, the emperor...... The Emperor ......"

Zheng Ji lowered his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand to fold on the long skirt, and did not speak.

She looked at Song Zan kneeling at her feet, as if looking at the dust under her feet.

The person in front of him, unkempt, dirty, and stinky, looked like crazy, and he couldn't tell that this was An Lehou, who was in a high-ranking position in the past.

There is no longer An Lehou Song Zan and Song Yuguang in the world, and some are a weak and crazy death row prisoner in the Imperial Prison.

Zheng Ji has been married to him for three years, and after hearing these words, he still can't help but want to laugh.

Obviously, she can only rise to prominence by relying on the master, and she can only hold power by stepping on the corpses of her mother and the Jiang family, even she ......

also died under his set-up, if someone hadn't risked death to save her, she would have become a dry skeleton.

even had the face to scold her for being a poisonous woman.

Hehe, this is the origin of the family style of the Song family in Anle Houfu.

But it doesn't matter anymore, Anle Houfu has been uprooted by her, and there is only one Song Zhan......

She wouldn't let him stay alive.

So, she glanced to the side, and then a Fengchen guard grabbed Song Zhan's hair, fixed his body, and forced him to raise his head.

Zheng Ji bent down slightly, and the three gold armor hooked his chin, and he looked at it carefully.

After a while, she let go of her hand, shook her head, and sighed slightly in her heart: How blind was she back then, so she let Song Zan and An Le Houfu make a raft?

Song Zhan's body was extremely weak, and he was powerless to struggle at all, so he could only keep panting, shouting in his mouth: "How, ......", staring at Zheng Ji with a very mad look.

Zheng Ji turned a blind eye, she slowly stretched out a hand, palm up, and the old chamberlain Li Xingen behind her immediately put a dagger in her palm.

The dagger was unsheathed, and in the dimly lit cell, the blue blade was faintly recognizable.

This dagger, quenched with poison!

In a panic, Song Zan actually saw Zheng Ji's eyes clearly, the kind of calm eyes that looked at the ants made him feel a chill in his heart, and he strongly felt the killing intent.

Zheng Ji wants to kill him! She came here to kill him!

Although he knew that he would not escape death since he was thrown into prison, he was still terrified at the moment when he was really dying.

Feng Chenwei behind him pressed him, making him unable to move, and the ants were still stealing, let alone him?

Song Zan struggled desperately, wanting to fight for his own life, wanting to say that for the sake of the relationship between husband and wife in the past, he wanted to say that he hadn't confessed yet, he was still useful, and he couldn't kill him, he wanted to say so much, and in the end, he only had three words to say hoarsely.

Du ...... Feng sentence ......"

As these three words landed, the old chamberlain and Feng Chenwei did not move, but there was no difference in the cramped cell.

Zheng Ji's calm and waveless eyes churned, and a murderous aura burst out from all over his body, and this murderous aura almost condensed into a solid form, all pressing on Song Zhan.

Song Zan was extremely shocked, he knew that Zheng Ji would be able to embroider his legs, but how could there be such a bloody murderous aura of a military general in the army?

The next moment, the murderous aura dissipated, as if nothing had happened, and everything in the cell was calm and normal.

Song Zan was overjoyed in his heart, he said Du Fengju, Zheng Ji didn't react, it turned out that Zheng Ji was nothing more than Du Fengju!

Also, Zheng Ji is unkind, even if Du Fengju dies for her, what about it, won't this killing intent disappear quickly?

He couldn't help but want to laugh "haha", but what came out was not laughter, but a big mouthful of black blood.

At this time, he realized that he slowly looked down at his chest, where he didn't know when, a dagger was already inserted.

The dagger was all submerged in his body, and only one dagger was left, and the plum sparse branches on it were so familiar.

He subconsciously looked up at Zheng Ji, her hands were empty, and the dagger in her hand just now had been inserted into his chest at some point.

Zheng Ji chuckled slightly, and said the first sentence he said after entering the imperial prison.

"Song Zhan, why do you think this palace came to the edict?"

Not to listen to his curses, nor to be prestigious, she mediated up and down, tried her best to save his life, and specially asked her father for an order, and personally came to the edict here, that is......

In order to kill Song Zan with her own hands, otherwise, she would not be able to calm the monstrous hatred in her heart.

Everything in front of Song Zan blurred, and at this moment she suddenly realized: before this, she might still be willing to listen to him curse, but when he mentioned those three words, she became murderous and didn't want to wait for a moment.

Du Feng sentence, Du Feng sentence......

Song Zan gulped out black blood, convulsed violently a few times, and then stopped moving, his eyes were wide, his eyeballs were almost bulging, and he couldn't bare at all.

Zheng Ji was silent, only to feel that boundless exhaustion was rolling in, and he was bored.

Even if she killed Song Zan with her own hands, those people would not come back.

Mother, grandfather, uncles, and...... There are also Du Feng sentences.

The prison was quiet all of a sudden, and the Fengchen guards guarding inside and outside the cell stood upright, ready to attack and defend at any time.

Zheng Ji didn't have an order, so naturally they wouldn't move.

However, the old chamberlain Li Xingen stepped forward, took out a Jinpa to wipe the blood stains on Zheng Ji's armor, and nagged: "Your Highness, the emperor is still waiting in the Zichen Palace, let's accompany His Royal Highness back to the palace?" ”

Zheng Ji suddenly smiled and nodded.

Yes, although they can't come back, but they haven't been wronged and the truth has not been revealed, how can she be tired?

She stood up, didn't even look at Song Zan who fell to the ground, and walked straight out of the cell.

The majestic Fengchen guard followed her, arching back and forth, as quiet and swift as when he came.

Zheng Ji walked up the stairs, and somehow, he gradually felt dizzy, and then the dark light on the two walls continued to disappear, and the neat footsteps of Feng Chenwei quietly dispersed.

Everything seemed to disappear, and a man walked slowly towards her in the dark and narrow corridors.

That person had a beautiful complexion, a broken eyebrow bone, and a murderous cold in his eyes, in this netherworld prison, it was terrifying, and he didn't dare to take a second look.

I didn't see how he moved, and in an instant, he had swept to her, and when he looked closely, he didn't see any murder in his eyes, only Yuan Qingjiyue remained, just like a son of a family.

Immediately, the man smiled at her, knelt down and held her hand, and called in a low voice, "Your Highness Chitose...... Chitose carefree, Your Highness ......"