Chapter 230: Feng Qinyu was so unlucky that she took the black cauldron on her back
Thinking of Chen Qi, who was stabbed to death by her in the Yuelao Temple, her fingertips couldn't help but tremble twice, and a trace of weakness and uneasiness flashed in her eyes.
"Yes, Miss, she is the one who killed in the Moon Old Temple."
Not noticing the strangeness in her eyes, Lian'er nodded, and then muttered to herself with some curiosity, "I don't know what she is doing at the Yuelao Temple today." ”
At the same time, she turned her gaze to Shangguan Birou and said, "By the way, miss, aren't you also in the Yuelao Temple in the morning?" Haven't you heard of this? ”
Lian'er's question made Shangguan Birou's heart even more panicked, her eyes flickered a little, and she said with a slightly irritated expression: "I came back early, and I also heard this on the way back. ”
She narrowed her eyes thoughtfully, and said in a low voice: "I didn't expect it to be Feng Qinyu......
I don't know if I was talking to myself or Lian'er, but there was a bit of complex meaning in those eyes.
It turned out that Feng Qinyu was unlucky enough to take the black pot for her.
Shangguan Birou sneered in her heart, for such a result, it was naturally what she wanted to see the most.
Even God helped her, this time, she wanted to see how Dongfang Yunlie would ignore the law and bring Feng Qinyu out of the governor's yamen.
Feng Qinyu, it seems that you owe me a lot in your last life, and you have to pay me back slowly in this life.
Thinking of this, the initial panic in Shangguan Birou's heart gradually calmed down, and was replaced by ruthlessness and calculation all over her eyes.
Dongfang Yunlie came out of the study and went straight to the governor's yamen again.
Seeing him appear, the official at the door naturally did not dare to obstruct him, and immediately rushed in to report.
Sun Boqin, who got the news, also hurriedly came out to greet him, "Xiaguan see the prince." ”
"Don't talk nonsense, bring Feng Qinyu over to see this king."
Sun Boqin was stunned for a moment, his expression was a little embarrassed, but since Dongfang Yunlie did not ask to take Feng Qinyu away, as a prince, there was nothing wrong with seeing her, so he nodded and retreated immediately.
In the cell, Feng Qinyu still sat quietly in the cold corner alone, looking at the bright light projected from the hole in the wall with a calm expression, and there was no ripple in his eyes.
In these quiet black eyes, there is no longer the innocence and naughtiness of the past, nor the stubbornness of not admitting defeat, it seems that everything is too indifferent.
The cell door sounded again, and Feng Qinyu's thoughts were pulled back, but he didn't pay attention to the movement outside, closed his eyes, leaned against the wall, and fell into silence.
"Lord Wang, please come here."
Sun Boqin's voice made Feng Qinyu's closed eyes open slightly, especially this "prince" made her seemingly calm heart ripple again.
She glanced slowly in the direction of the cell door, then withdrew her gaze and closed her eyes again against the wall, as if nothing outside had anything to do with her.
Dongfang Yunlie walked to the door of the cell, looking at Feng Qinyu who was leaning against the wall and closing his eyes, and his heart was mixed.
The thin lips pursed and he didn't say a word, just looked deeply at Feng Qinyu's emaciated and haggard face, as if he wanted to completely melt Feng Qinyu in his heart.
"You go down first."
After a while, he spoke in a low voice, his voice was slightly solemn and hoarse, which made Feng Qinyu in the prison tremble in his heart again.
"Yes, lord."
After opening the prison door for Dongfang Yunlie, Sun Boqin and the others quietly retreated.
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