Yuan Mingzhe was imprisoned in Jingzhao Mansion.

The dim and damp prison stenched, and the floor of the cells surrounded by rows of thick wooden sticks was covered with hay, and a few swarthy little mice were shuttling on it.

"Get in!"

The jailer used brute force to push Yuan Mingzhe into one of the cells.

Yuan Mingzhe was pushed to a stumbling point, and immediately turned around and cursed, "Dog's leg! Do you know who Lao Tzu is?"

"I don't care who you are, if you stab His Royal Highness King Ling, you are a relative of the emperor, and Your Majesty will not let you go!"

The jailer chained the cell and the door, then waved his hand and said to the other two jailers behind him, "Let's go!"

Resentment, anger, and shame were suddenly intertwined in Yuan Mingzhe's heart.

He clenched his fists and slammed into the walls of the cell, refusing to stop until the flesh was blurred at the joints.

Suddenly, a disgusting voice sounded behind him.

"What a sin, our Yuan family has been clear for generations, and now it is going to be destroyed in your hands."

When Yuan Mingzhe heard this, he put down his hand on the wall and slowly turned around.

Outside the cell is a harmonious and happy family of three, but he is a prisoner in a cage.

Yuan Zhicheng was also extremely angry, he couldn't wait to rush in and kick Yuan Mingzhe's feet.

"Shaft! You dare to do such a rebellious thing, my Yuan family's face has been lost by you!"

Wang Ying'er held Yuan Zhicheng and pretended to be distressed: "My husband almost fainted when he went out just now, and now he must not be angry anymore." Zhe'er has always been obedient, and I blame me for not educating him well. If you want to blame me, you can blame me." Z.br>

Before she could finish speaking, she burst into tears.

But if you look closely, there is not a tear in her eyes.

Yuan Mingzhe took a sip, "***, you shut up for me!"

"You, you insult me!"

Wang Ying'er's eyes widened, and her fingers that stretched out her handkerchief and pointed at Yuan Mingzhe tremblingly.

Tears fell immediately.

This was followed by a wail, "On weekdays, you insult me in private, but now that your father and younger brother are here, you don't even care about the relationship between father and son? Evil, evil, how did our Yuan family come up with such a wolf-hearted thing!"

Yuan Zhicheng was so angry that his beard straightened, "Zhuzi, she is your stepmother, your aunt, you are so ignorant of etiquette and disrespectful to your relatives!"

"She's a *** like this, she doesn't deserve to be called my aunt. My aunt has died a long time ago!"

"I've worked hard to raise you for so many years, and I actually raised a white-eyed wolf." Wang Ying'er cried so much that the pear blossoms brought rain, which made Yuan Zhicheng even more angry.

Yuan Mingzhe's scattered hair covered half of his face, and a sneer appeared on his face under the darkness.

"White-eyed wolf? Ask your good son, what did he do? All of this today is a gift from Him!"

Yuan Shuyi, who hadn't spoken since he came in, was shocked.

He looked at Yuan Mingzhe with a weak heart, and his throat seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton.

"Big brother."

"Don't call me big brother, when you join Zhan Xinglan's to calculate me, you will no longer be my second brother."

Yuan Mingzhe sat on the straw mat, his whole body was dejected, and his body was completely shrouded in darkness.

"Heh, I should have died a long time ago, just in time for your family."

Yuan Zhicheng was very angry, "You said such a thing, it is really chilling. Okay, then I just don't have you as a son, and you have to die."

After saying that, he left angrily.

Wang Ying'er followed and walked out.

Yuan Shuyi was the only one left outside the prison.

"Big brother, I just want you to stop thinking badly about Cousin Qiu, she's about to be driven crazy by you."

But Yuan Mingzhe ignored him, just hung his head and stared at the mouse on the ground with a dim gaze.

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In the cell, only the chirping of rats could be heard.

Yuan Shuyi saw that he ignored himself, and knew that he must hate himself very much.

So he sighed and prepared to leave.

"When I was very young, I lost my mother."

Yuan Mingzhe's lips moved slightly.

Yuan Shuyi's footsteps just taken were retracted.

"At that time, my father cried so much that he couldn't cry in A-Niang's mourning hall, but in a blink of an eye, he married Wang Ying'er as his stepfamily. It wasn't until one day when I passed by Wang Ying'er's bedroom and overheard her conversation with the maidservant that I realized that when A-Niang was still alive, Wang Ying'er had already secretly communicated with her father."

"Wang Ying'er was pregnant but didn't want to be a little wife, so she designed to kill my mother. Yuan Shuyi, she entered the gate of the Yuan family with you, if it weren't for your existence, my aunt wouldn't have died."

"When I found out about this, I threw a stone at her stomach and deliberately poured oil on the ground to make her fall. I naively thought that as soon as the baby in her womb was gone, her father would divorce her."

"But I was wrong, Wang Ying'er told her father in a blink of an eye, and then my father threw me to Qiu Zhenhao's house for the sake of your mother and son."

"Wang Ying'er's family is in the middle of the road, it is because of Qiu Zhenhao's cousin that he was able to climb to the Yuan family, I hate Wang Ying'er, and I hate the Qiu family."

"Until I met Chu Yan, she is the kindest woman I have ever met," Yuan Mingzhe's eyes inexplicably showed a touch of tenderness, and his tone became excited, "She will quietly leave me an extra bun, and will prepare an extra futon for me when it is cold." I've never seen such a nice girl."

"But the more she treats me, the more I want to bully her, and I'm happy to see her cry. Later, Qiu Zhenhao fell into the ink corruption case, the Qiu family left the capital, and I was also taken back to the Yuan family."

Yuan Shuyi heard Yuan Mingzhe talk about the past for the first time, and for the first time realized that his aunt was so unbearable. 、

He frowned, and asked in a trembling voice, "Since you hate me and A-Niang, why haven't you ever done anything to me all these years?"

Yuan Mingzhe suddenly raised his head and looked at him with slightly red eyes.

"I will always remember the first time I saw you, you staggered towards me, took me by the little hand, and called me brother."

Yuan Shuyi's heart shook instantly, "Big brother."

"Get out, get out, I don't want to see you again."

Yuan Mingzhe lowered his head again, and a bright tear fell on the hay in the dark.

Yu Yi, Yuan Shuyi did not regret his decision at all.

Yu Qing, but Yuan Shuyi regretted that he had deceived his eldest brother.

Yuan Shuyi raised his legs like lead and slowly walked out of the prison.

The next day, Ye Rusheng stabbed Yuan Mingzhe to King Ling, intending to take Princess Ling lightly and return to the court.

When Emperor Jing learned about it, he was furious on the spot.

"Bastard!"

The ministers in the palace immediately bowed their heads, "Your Majesty is angry."

"Where's that bastard?"

"Back to Your Majesty, I have been taken into the prison of Jingzhao Mansion at this moment, waiting to be released."

"This bastard dares to murder the prince, intending to despise the princess, how can he be allowed to stay in the capital! Spread the decree, Yuan Mingzhe contempt for the unreasonable, harboring evil-minded people, and immediately send him to the army!"

Emperor Jing Longyan was furious, and Yuan Zhicheng swallowed the words of intercession back into his stomach.

After the next dynasty, Emperor Jing ordered Kou Huai to send the best gold sore medicine in the palace to Fu Xuanlin.

"Yes. Huang Men, who returned to the court, said that His Royal Highness King Ling had only suffered some minor injuries and had not hurt vital injuries, so His Majesty should not be too worried."

"Once upon a time, Old Eleven's legs were broken, and I chose to turn a deaf ear, but in fact, I felt more uncomfortable than anyone else. Now that I have regained my father-son relationship with him, I really can't see him suffer in the slightest bit of flesh and skin."

Emperor Jing walked in the imperial city, and his footsteps unconsciously walked to the Penglai Hall where the pure concubine lived.

The huge palace gate is covered by nailed wooden planks, and the original magnificent and splendid appearance cannot be seen.

The gilded golden silk nanmu plaque was already covered with dust

, the spider web swayed slightly with the breeze.

Emperor Jing's expression moved slightly, and he wanted to step forward and touch the palace door, but he retracted his hand again.

Kou Huai was the most aware of the holy will, and he persuaded, "Your Majesty, if you miss your concubine, why don't you see with your own eyes how she is doing now?"

"No need, things are wrong, maybe she doesn't want to see me."

Emperor Jing left with his hands behind his back, leaving only a long sigh in front of the Penglai Palace.

And just after Emperor Jing left, the palace door of Penglai Hall trembled slightly.

Yuan Mingzhe was sent to the army, and when he left the capital, no one came to see him off.

He stood outside the bustling capital in tattered prison uniforms, like a demon from hell standing outside the heavenly realm.

He glanced back at the walls of the capital, his eyes were dim, but a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth.

He had already thought of this result.

His hypocritical father, his vicious stepmother, and his second brother who betrayed him, they should have wanted him to leave the capital as soon as possible.

By the way, there is also Zhan Xinglan's ***, and his beloved Qiu Chuyan.

His sneer turned into a wry smile.

In this huge capital, there is no one who is willing to miss him.

He even looked forward to the moment he turned around, Qiu Chuyan could appear behind him.

But he watched for a while, and among the crowds coming and going at the city gate, there was still no figure of Qiu Chuyan.

"Let's go."

Two officers and soldiers escorting him shattered his last glimmer of hope.

Yuan Mingzhe turned around lonely, closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the air outside the capital.

Finally, as if using all his strength, he spat out two words from his mouth, "Let's go."

Yuan Mingzhe's departure has fulfilled the harmony of the Yuan family, and Qiu Chuyan can finally stop being afraid.

But Qiu Chuyan is now recuperating in Fengzhou in the eyes of outsiders, and if it comes out at this time, it will inevitably make people have other conjectures.

So Qiu Chuyan had no choice but to continue to live in Hongluoju.

Although Hongluoju is not a big house, due to the topography, the courtyard is scattered, and the top and bottom are distinct, and it looks very spacious.

Qiu Chuyan lived in the east wing of the main courtyard, while Fu Rinxu lived in the west wing opposite her.

In the past few days, Qiu Chuyan has personally cooked, and Fu Rinxu has worked on the side.

Qiu Chuyan has been accustomed to a hard life since he was a child, chopping firewood and washing vegetables, lighting a fire to cook, and everything is at his fingertips.

Although Fu Rinxu is not loved by Hu Jieyu, he has always been a prince, where have he done these things.

Whenever he helps, he basically does the opposite.

However, Qiu Chuyan didn't blame him, but carefully taught him how to use a wood-splitting knife and how to make fire.

Qiu Chuyan made a home-cooked dish, and after a while, the steaming dishes filled the table.

"Your Royal Highness King Jane, please use it."

Qiu Chuyan handed Fu Xuanlin a pair of chopsticks with both hands, but when she raised her eyes, she saw Fu Rinxu's face covered with black ash, and her handsome face became funny and cute.

She couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

"Why is the autumn lady laughing?"

Fu Rinxu didn't know why, and wiped his cheeks unconsciously.

But the black ash was smeared more evenly by him.

Qiu Chuyan suddenly noticed that he was a little cute, so he took out his handkerchief from his arms, wet it with water in the basin, and then handed it to Fu Rinxu.

The fingers of the two touched the moment they handed over the handkerchief, and an electric current rushed into their fingertips.