Chun Jing only said that he didn't know what to do, so he didn't speak. Liu Heng was helpless and sighed long. At this time, he thought of Concubine Pu, and couldn't help but sigh that if Concubine Pu was there, he could go to her to discuss.

"Then why didn't the king send someone to ask the concubine for instructions?" Chun Jing said.

"The concubine is meditating and cultivating, how can this king disturb her?"

"Minions are stupid."

Liu Heng threw the book away, threw it on the table, then sat up straight, stood up, stretched his waist, and looked out of the door.

"Go for a walk......

It was windy outside, Liu Heng put on his cloak and walked on the road, the wind blew his cloak and flew up, he could only wrap the cloak tightly, so that he could warm himself up a little.

Looking up at the sky, the clouds were deep, and I wondered if it would rain or snow for a while.

This kind of weather makes people listless, and it is not suitable for walking outside, Chun Jing is worried that Liu Heng will catch a cold, and he is already persuading him to go back to the house.

Liu Heng thought about going to Chunyan Pavilion, but he was afraid that Zhang Hanyan would ask about the witch doll, so he really had no intention of answering, so he stood in place and thought about where he was going.

After thinking about it so seriously, he realized that since he chose a concubine, there were still some people he had never seen or rarely met.

He didn't even remember which concubine lived in which palace, and if he wanted to ask Chun Jing, he was afraid of causing a joke, so he simply didn't go to the concubines first.

He came out to relax, and he didn't get it yet, and he didn't want to go back to the empty palace. After excluding all the places, he thought that there was only one place to go, and that was Duyun Tower.

In the Duyun Building, the singers and dancers are still practicing, no matter whether the king comes or not, whether they can be favored by the king or not, their job is to constantly practice singing and dancing.

Aunt Jiaoxi suddenly told everyone to stop practicing, and excitedly told everyone that the king was coming.

The singers and dancers were even more excited and happy than her. They quickly dispersed and went back to bathing and changing, just to show themselves the best in front of the master of this palace.

Don't look at the singers and dancers in Duyun Tower who don't have to work and think that their status is higher than that of the palace maids who need to work, in fact, it's just the opposite, because they are all female family members of officials who have committed crimes.

If you can get the favor of the king, then you will really turn over and fly on the branches.

But Liu Heng has contempt for the families of these prisoners, so he only treats them as tools for his entertainment, and will not bring feelings, so it is almost impossible to take a fancy to them.

The music started, and the dancers had long sleeves and graceful bodies, showing their grace.

Liu Heng sat leaning, eating snacks and drinking warm wine, while enjoying singing and dancing. There are also palace people who specialize in massaging for him, pinching, and looking so comfortable.

But he is a bit of an obsessive-compulsive person, and if he doesn't solve something in his heart, he won't be at peace. Even if he repeatedly told himself to put aside the matter of Dou Yifang first, it still didn't help.

He waved his hand to let the palace people who were massaging retreat, and then closed his eyes, he didn't watch the dance, he didn't drink the wine, and he couldn't listen to the music, just thinking about Dou Yifang.

Thinking about it, I fell asleep before I knew it......

Then he had a dream that he sat on the dragon chair of the palace in Chang'an City, and Dou Yifang sat beside him, for the queen. The two of them faced the civil and military officials and accepted the congratulations of the officials......

Just as he was happy, a strong cold wind blew in, overturning the candlestick and blowing down Wenwu, blowing him so that he couldn't open his eyes, but soon, the wind passed.

He slowly opened his eyes, only to find that Dou Yifang was gone. At that moment, he was heartbroken, and tears flowed down his eyes, which kept flowing......

didn't sleep for long, Liu Heng woke up. When I woke up, I found that the corners of my eyes were a little moist, and I couldn't help but think of my previous dream. Although the content of the dream is very rebellious, he does not reject it.

It's just that he doesn't understand why he cries so sadly when Dou Yifang is gone.

The singing and dancing are still the same, but Liu Heng is no longer in the mood. He made a decision, and left the Duyun Tower, leaving the singers and dancers standing in place......

Yongan Lane.

"The king has arrived—"

"Slave Ma Lian see the king, welcome the holy driver!"

"Flatten! ……”

"King Xie."

"What about the queen?"

Ma Lian guessed that Liu Heng was here to pick up Dou Yifang, and at this moment, Liu Heng could see how attentive he was to Dou Yifang's service, and he was very happy in his heart, and immediately led Liu Heng the way.

In the room, Dou Yifang was doing some needlework.

She has time now, as if she has returned to the time of Meiziwu, but to be honest, she really misses the time of Meiziwu.

There although freedom was lost, but also gained carefree.

The best gift in the world is carefree freedom, but have there been people who have been able to get both throughout the ages? There shouldn't be anyone like that!!

Liu Heng didn't let people inform, and walked into the room gently, and saw Dou Yi's room sitting quietly and busy.

Liu Heng was not in a hurry to go up and disturb, because Dou Yifang's attentive appearance was always so good-looking.

After focusing for too long, Dou Yifang's eyes were dry and painful.

She has felt this way many times, and Chang Le's advice is that she should do less things that overuse her eyes. For example, embroidery, embroidery is a delicate job, and it takes a lot of effort to embroider well.

But without embroidery, Dou Yifang didn't know how to pass the time, she couldn't stand it if she wanted to lie in bed all day to rest, and she would feel guilty and regretful for wasting her time.

Embroidery can not only pass the time, but also make a few handkerchiefs for Liu Concubine to use in the future, why not?

Chang Le knew that Dou Yifang often didn't listen to advice, so he told Dou Yifang to rest when his eyes were tired and look at the scenery in the distance.

Dou Yifang put down the unfinished handkerchief, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and saw Liu Heng standing outside the door. She hurriedly got up and went out.

"Concubine Ginseng ......"

"No ......"

Liu Heng stepped over the threshold, walked in, found a place at the table and sat down, his eyes fell on the embroidery on the table. Then a peony has not yet taken shape.

Dou Yifang poured a glass of water and put it in front of Liu Heng, "King, please use it." ”

Liuheng took a sip and asked her who she wanted to embroider it for.

"The concubine thought that the prostitute would use it when she grew up, so she embroidered ......," Dou Yifang said.

Liu Heng put down the embroidery and continued to drink water. He really wanted to tell the purpose of his arrival, but Dou Yifang didn't ask, so he was embarrassed to say it. For this reason, I am still a little anxious.

"Why is the king here?" Dou Yifang asked.

Liu Heng was relieved in his heart, and said: "Regarding the matter of the puppet, this king has decided not to pursue it anymore......"

"Why?" Dou Yifang didn't seem very happy, which Liu Heng didn't expect.

"This king believes in you!" He said in the affirmative.

Dou Yifang smiled with relief, "The concubine can win the trust of the king, and she is satisfied." The king must investigate this matter to the end, and if he only relies on emotion, it will not only be difficult to convince the public, but also chilling. ”

"But ......"

"The concubine is not afraid of grievances, nor is she afraid that the investigation will be fruitless. If there is no result, the concubine will stay here. As long as the king cherishes his own name and integrity, he does not bend the law for personal gain, which chills the hearts of the people of the world. ”

"Alas, you can think about this king like this, but this king still blames you and blames you many times, and this king really doesn't want to ...... in his heart."

Dou Yifang smiled lightly: "King, if you say that, the concubine can't afford it......"

Liu Heng stood up, took Dou Yifang's hand, and said affectionately: "Don't worry, this king will definitely be able to prove your innocence!" ”

Dou Yifang bowed his head and was grateful.

In the evening, the sky fell. In the chaotic night sky, a few faint stars were faintly visible, but it didn't take long for them to be obscured by heavy clouds.

During the day, there is neither rain nor snow, and it seems to be leaking out in order to accumulate until night. The rain poured down, falling on the world like the sound of firecrackers.

The torrential rain made Ju Changge uneasy. She leaned against the bed, looking out the window. But it was only pitch black outside the window, and I didn't know what she was looking at. Or maybe she's not looking at it at all, she's just looking for a suitable object to be in a daze.

Yi Cui was worried that she would catch a cold, so she stepped forward to persuade her. She nodded in understanding, but sat down a little longer.

A palace maid appeared in front of her, walked over lightly, and said, "Beloved, Father-in-law Wan asks to see you." ”

It's so late, Ju Changge feels uneasy to see Wanquan now, but Wanquan is a celebrity next to the king after all, maybe the king has something to do with him?

"Please come in! ……”

On a rainy day, even with an umbrella, my sleeves and shoes were still wet. Wanquan entered the hall and immediately felt a lot warmer, only hating that the rain would not fall sooner or later, but at this time.

And that's the only time he can do it.

"Slaves, see Ju Chang's envoy."

"Father-in-law Wan is exempt, did the king send his father-in-law here?"

Wan Quan did not answer directly, but said: "Please ask the envoy to move and go to a place with the slave." ”

Ju Changge was puzzled, but thought that this might be the king's meaning, so he listened to his words.

Ju Changge ordered someone to prepare a sedan chair, during which he asked Wanquan where he wanted to take her, Wanquan pretended to be profound, and he could know just by going.

Sitting in the sedan chair, the rain hit the sedan chair directly, and the sound was deafening, which was even more unsettling.

It seems that after a long time, the sedan chair is still advancing. Ju Changge wanted to lift the curtain to see where he saw, but he thought that it was pitch black outside, so he gave up.

Finally, the rain was quiet. It's not that the rain is light, but the sedan chair enters the room, and the room blocks the heavy rain.

Falling off the sedan chair, the sedan chair drivers pressed the sedan chair, and Yi Cui helped Ju Changge to walk out. Seeing Yi Cui's wet skirt, Ju Changge felt sorry for her.

Looking around, there were a lot of candles lit in this room, but they didn't feel very bright, and a little gloomy and sent chills down the spine.

"Grandpa Wan, what kind of place is this?"

"Captain Prison."

Ju Changge was shocked, and his heart panicked, thinking that could it be that their plan was revealed?

"Don't panic, please come with the minions." Wanquan Road.

Listen to him, but it doesn't seem to be the tone of the suspect. Helpless, Ju Changge could only follow him.

After passing through a long corridor, they finally reached the entrance of the prison. The entrance to the prison is the feeling of a square door attached to a thick stone wall, without fancy decorations. The gate and the stone wall were the same color, black as iron.