Opening the prison door, Dongfang Yunlie stepped in, walked in front of Feng Qinyu, and did not make a sound, but Feng Qinyu was the first to speak, "The prince has a lot of opportunities, how can he come to see me several times when he is free." ”

As this voice sounded, Feng Qinyu opened his eyes slightly, in these cold eyes, there was no color or waves, everything was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Dongfang Yunlie walked up to her, looked at her condescendingly with low eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "Since you don't want to go back to the palace, this king will stay here to accompany you." ”

For Feng Qinyu, who is stubborn in nature, Dongfang Yunlie, who has always been self-respecting, has become helpless, so he can only accompany her here in this helpless way.

Let her stay under his nose, and he will be a little more relieved.

I only hope that Xinsu can quickly lead Bufu to Tianchen, so that there is hope for Jiu'er's poison.

Feng Qinyu heard Dongfang Yunlie say this, a trace of strangeness flashed in his originally calm eyes, and his slightly constricted eyes slowly raised to look at him, and his eyes crashed into the dark and deep eyes in front of him.

She couldn't see the bottom of his eyes, but she could feel the seriousness in these black eyes, and her heart throbbed a little, and then she smiled bitterly.

"Why bother? A dignified prince accompanies a murderer to prison, isn't he afraid of being gossiped about when it is passed out? ”

She looked at it in a joking tone, but she easily branded herself as a "murderer", but when Dongfang Yunlie heard it, she was a little more flustered.

She would only say such a thing when she saw through all despair, but he didn't want to see her give up everything and see through everything.

His eyes narrowed, and there was a little more unhappiness in his tone, "Who said you were a murderer?" Don't say that you didn't kill anyone, even if you did, this king won't let you die under the guillotine. ”

Dongfang Yunlie's tone was full of domineering and firmness, but in Feng Qinyu's opinion, it was particularly ridiculous.

She sneered again, as if she had heard some joke, and shook her head, "Why does the prince waste this kind of time on me, is it because the prince feels that he hasn't tortured me enough to not let me die so soon, or does the prince have thoughts of reviving old feelings for me?" ”

She raised her eyes to look at Dongfang Yunlie, and without waiting for him to speak, she continued: "No matter what the reason is, I hope that the prince can do well, for the sake of our former relationship, let me go." ”

Speaking of this, there was a little more choked in the hoarse voice.

"Spare you?"

Dongfang Yunlie also laughed, and in this smile full of helplessness, there was a bitterness that others could not understand.

"Feng Qinyu, if this king could easily let you go, he wouldn't have waited for five years in torment."

He had never said these words to anyone, even Feng Qinyu, all he showed in front of her was endless hatred and endless resentment.

In the way of torturing her, these endless resentments were vented little by little, and in the end, he was so selfish that he never wanted to admit that he killed his own child with his own hands.

He thought that this would allow him to really let go of her and forget her, but he found that he couldn't at all.

Feng Qinyu's heart hurt because of Dongfang Yunlie's words.

She didn't know whether to be happy or feel painful, and heard Dongfang Yunlie say this.

He seems to have forgotten that in his palace of the king, there is still the woman he loves that he bought in exchange for the life of his own child.