The darkness in front of him suddenly faded, and the light of the torches was dazzling.

Du Cheng looked up and saw a fierce prisoner carrying a torch into the torture room and tearing off the rags from her mouth.

"Wronged!" Du Cheng shouted: "The Du family is wronged! ”

"Mrs. Du, don't shout." Someone outside the torture room suddenly said leisurely: "This is Jingzhao Mansion, if you are a smart person, you should know that no matter how you shout, it will be in vain." ”

The man was surrounded by an entourage with lanterns, illuminating his cyan robes, slightly upturned beard, and the mocking look at the corners of his mouth.

It was none other than the Jingzhao Mansion Facao Jiwen.

When Du Cheng saw it, she scolded: "Lackey! The lackeys of the rope cockfight! ”

"Scold me, but." Ji Wen shook his head and said, "Don't scold the right minister." ”

"Smack!"

The prison guard in the cell immediately stepped forward and slapped Du Cheng heavily.

Ji Wen continued: "I have a nickname today, no, it's half, the so-called 'Luo Tong Ji Net', of which 'Ji Net' is my legal net." ”

"Phew, cool officer, don't be ashamed, but proud."

"You are a great beauty, I advise you not to try my legal net." Ji Wen touched the blood stains on the doorpost, rubbed his fingers lightly, and said to himself, and then asked, "Is it evidence that the prince sent someone to burn Liu Tao to befriend the minister for him?" ”

Du Cheng gritted her teeth and said, "You don't want me to recruit ......"

The prison guard grabbed Du Yuan's hair and asked, "Did the prince send someone to destroy the evidence?!" ”

"Slow, slow." Ji Wen reproached: "I don't know how to cherish the beauty, Mrs. Du has to be kept as a witness, how can you torture her?" ”

Then, he changed his words and shouted, "Come on, bring in!" ”

The door to the torture chamber was opened, and there was loud shouting and crying outside.

The prison guards dragged in a woman with undressed flesh and blood.

Du Cheng fixed his eyes and saw that his liver and gallbladder were split.

"Liuzhen!"

"Brute! You brutes! Let her go for me! ”

“……”

Liuyu was obviously in great pain, and she had lost her throat from crying, and even her moans were hoarse.

The blood kept pouring down and gradually dripping all over the ground.

Ji Wen sighed twice in distress and said, "Mrs. Du doesn't have to cry for this, it's not worth it." She has confessed, who burned the evidence is already known to the official, but there is only one person who lacks evidence to prove that the matter was instigated by the East Palace. ”

After that, he asked Liuyu: "Say, that arsonist Xue Bai, but the person sent by the prince?" ”

Liuyu "gurgled" twice in his throat, and cried hoarsely: "Yes...... It's ......"

"It's useless to say it, you're just a cheap maid, I want your lady to say."

Ji Wen smiled, turned his head, looked at Du Cheng, and asked, "Really?" ”

Du Cheng couldn't stop crying, and kept shaking her head and said, "Don't be like this! ”

Ji Wen stepped forward, stroked her hair, and said softly, "Your useless husband Liu Tao has confessed to more than enough crimes. ”

A foul smell came from his mouth, and Du Cheng almost wanted to gag and cried, "No." ”

"The Du family has also been taken to prison, and they are being tortured at this time, and a big crime that cannot be escaped by being beheaded all over the house."

"Nope."

"Pitiful, the great beauty is unladylike, only you can save the Du family at the moment." Ji Wen said: "Let me ask again, did the prince send Xue Bai to destroy the evidence?" ”

"Please...... Please......"

"Do you still want to protect the prince?"

Gynwin pretended to be surprised.

"Strong? Useless. He walked up to Liuyu, stepped on her head, and said with a smile: "In my eyes, the prince is not afraid, you fight with me?" With this step, you know that ants are just ants. ”

"No!"

In Du Ming's crying, Jiwen had already lifted his foot, and then stepped on it heavily.

It's like trampling an ant to death......

~~

A few ants had been hiding in the burrows to hibernate, but their homes had been dug up, and they had to crawl around in a panic on a newly turned out of the ground and burrow back into the soil.

The snowflakes were still falling, and gradually, a thin layer of snow was covering this small patch of new soil.

There's a vat buried underground.

It was completely dark in the vat.

Qing Lan's tears had already wet Xue Bai's placket.

"Don't cry, you're going to consume too much oxygen and kill us."

"We ...... I'm going to die......" Qinglan was so panicked that she couldn't stop sobbing, and cried again: "I don't want to die......"

"Then don't cry, don't talk." Xue Bai said in a stern tone, "Save your breath." ”

"We've ......"

"Crying again?" Xue Bai said viciously: "If I kill you, I can save half of the oxygen, and I can still tiptoe you." ”

Qinglan hiccuped in fright.

Immediately after, she felt Xue Bai's hand touch her shoulder, up her neck, and caressing her face.

"Don't ...... I'm really scared ......."

She tried to refuse, but she froze there in fright, and her fingers and toes were numb.

Until Xue Bai touched her bun and pulled out her wooden hairpin.

The hair fell down, Qinglan was at a loss, and said in a trembling voice: "You...... Do what? ”

"Pull off the twine."

Xue Bai's tone was short, adjusting his breathing as much as possible, and stuffing the wooden hairpin into the gap between the cover plate and the cylinder mouth.

A boot is tucked into the gap.

He just took it off Qinglan's feet, and stuffed it while the soil was not filled.

Tie the large round cylinder and the wooden cover with hemp rope, the hemp rope is easy to slip at the arc, and he pushed the hemp rope loose, maybe he can pry the cover a little open.

After a while, Qinglan suddenly said, "I'...... Can I put my little finger in......"

"You pull the rope." Xue Bai said.

He began to scrape the dirt outside the crevices with a wooden hairpin.

Compared to the coffin, the vat is much higher, and if you bury it in a pit of the same depth, the soil layer above the vat will be much thinner than the coffin.

Xue Bai was glad that those people didn't work too hard to turn the vat upside down.

He scraped the soil around the cover into the tank little by little, hoping to give the cover a little room to shake.

Mu Hai struggled to move through the gaps, and a few grains of dirt landed on Xue Bai's face. Compared to the entire layer of soil above, these small grains are really a drop in the bucket.

After scraping for a long time, Xue Bai's fingers were so sore that he tried to push the cover plate violently.

There was a rustling sound, and more dirt fell.

"Seems a little looser?" Qinglan was pleasantly surprised, "I touched the hemp rope." ”

With this hope of survival, both of them cheered up, looking for a more comfortable way to exert force, and didn't care about clinging to each other.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

More and more dirt fell on Xue Bai's mouth and nose.

"Cover your face." Qinglan Road.

In the dark, she pushed Xue Bai away with her hand, untied the belt on her body and handed it to him, and then tore the color skirt and tied it to her face.

After a long time, Xue Bai increased his action and took the wooden hairpin stuck between the cover plate and the cylinder port to see if he could pry the cover.

Apply force carefully.

There was an unexpected shaking of the cover.

"Pull the hemp rope again, I'll pry it."

"Okay."

Eventually, they made a small gap above the cover.

"Smack."

Suddenly, the wooden hairpin was still broken.

"You find." Xue Bai continued to insert the half of the wooden hairpin in his hand, and pinched it with his fingers with difficulty.

Qing Lan hurriedly touched the other half, her hand groped on Xue Bai's body for a while, and said happily: "There is a wooden stick!" ”

"Don't pull it out." Xue Bai said angrily.

Qinglan plucked it twice, was stunned, and gave up.

After fumbling for a while, she whispered, "Found it." ”

"I can't pry it, let's scrape."

The two of them could only raise their hands, scraping the dirt from the cracks above little by little.

The dirt fell all over them, and they shook it to the bottom of the jar.

The progress is slow and the process is long.

They remained in a half-squatting position, their legs entangled, their upper bodies clinging together, and their hands could only be wrapped around each other's backs to scrape the gaps above.

Every breath seemed long, and my whole body was so sore that it felt like it was about to break.

It was obviously winter, but it was getting hotter and hotter in the tank, and the sweat of the two of them flowed together, wetting the falling soil below.

Gradually, the soil under them was already very thick, and they compacted it with their feet, and the space in the vat became smaller and smaller.

But the cover still can't be pushed.

"Shake the soil."

I don't know how long it took, Xue Bai felt the weight of the soil on his body, and gasped and said.

Qinglan didn't cooperate with shaking the soil, the whole person spread out on him, and seemed to have fainted, twitching from time to time.

Xue Bai was dizzy, his fingers were weak, and when he was in a hurry, half of the wooden hairpin also fell off, and he couldn't touch it in the dark.

He banged on the cover.

The dirt fell in a torrent, but it could no longer shake under their bodies, and it gradually obliterated their intertwined legs, and obliterated their waists.

When the soil was about to be buried in his chest, Xue Bai felt that his internal organs were clenched, uncomfortable, weak, and unclear.

The feeling of suffocation came over him, and he finally despaired and wanted to give up.

Suddenly, as if he had regained his memory, he saw some images in his mind...... The carved railing painting in Pingkang Fang, his neck was choked fiercely, and he struggled desperately, but he could only meet a pair of frightened eyes.

It's fear.

What is the murderer afraid of?

After that, there was an instant coma, and no matter how hard he tried to remember, he only had the memories of Xue Bai from the afterlife, and a strong fear of death.

Suddenly, the will to survive drove Xue Bai to fight hard.

"簌簌簌......"

The earth fell like snow.

Something cold landed on Xue Bai's neck.

He couldn't help but slam the cover with a spirit.

"Bang."

It was as if the already weak heart was beating again.

"Bang!"

With a loud sound, a little light came through, like a grain of rice in the original deep darkness, incomparably precious.

"Bang!"

A little bit of light like a grain of rice was dizzed and became a ray of sunset.

Xue Bai felt that the hand holding his internal organs began to slowly loosen, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

He thought of the memories of when he was suffocating, and suddenly felt confused. I don't know if I was a teenager living in the Tianbao period, and I had a long, long dream when I was dying, or if a soul from the afterlife occupied this body?

Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, is it Ye Feiye?

In any case, you have to try to live.

Xue Bai gasped, his nose kept opening and closing, and sweat dripped on Qinglan's scattered green silk.

"Whew...... Whew......"

Qinglan was also gasping for breath, opening her eyes, as if she was drunk, and woke up drunk in this sunset.

~~

The sunset is scattered on the spotless promenade.

In front of the steps, Li Jingzhong swept the snow off his red robe, took off his muddy boots, went up the porch, and walked to a side room in the backyard.

The furnishings in the wing room are simple, but they are elegantly placed and float with a gentle fragrance.

A middle-aged man stands in front of the window with his hands in his hands and admires the snow.

He did not wear a scarf, but showed half of his white hair, and his back was shut.

Just showing the back gives people an endless sense of exhaustion.

"Your Highness." Li Jingzhong leaned down and called softly.

Li Heng didn't answer, and muttered to himself: "As soon as Houmen entered the sea, Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on. ”

He let out a long sigh, and the white gas dissipated in the sunset, affectionate and helpless.

Li Jingzhong's eyes showed sadness and said: "The people have been settled, and the old slave has found a secluded place, and he will not be disturbed." ”

"Be sure to take care of her daily life, and there must be no shortage of food and clothing."

"Please rest assured, Your Highness." Li Jingzhong said: "The important thing is that Your Highness must take care of your body and not be sad and hurt. ”

"Isn't it sad? Man is a sword, I am a fish. ”

Li Jingzhong leaned down and solemnly relieved: "Your Highness is not a fish on the top, but a hidden dragon." ”

"Heh, Hidden Dragon, even the last bit of decent ......"

Li Heng said, choking suddenly.

Tears fell on the window, and one hand held it, and the fingers pinched the mahogany angrily, and the fingertips turned pale from too much force.

"He refused to give me even the last bit of decency, forced me to divorce my wife twice, and taught the world how to look at me?!"

"Your Highness." Li Jingzhong snorted lightly and said, "Please forbearance, Your Highness...... After all, there will not be a disgrace to King Shou, let alone a miserable prince and the other three. ”

Li Heng was speechless for a moment.

Li Jingzhong cleared his phlegm, his face became sadder, but his eyes faintly showed excitement.

"Today, the group of traitors are blind, and mistakenly think that the hidden dragon is a snake, and they will not die if they beat the snake. When the hidden dragon takes off in the future, it will definitely be a group of rapes! ”

~~

It was late and snowy.

The snow fell on the plum branches in the courtyard, and fell all over Chang'an City, as well as on the outskirts of the city.

In the deserted field, a roar suddenly sounded.

A small patch of snow was arched.

A hand reached out of it, and then someone crawled out of the ground with difficulty.

Like a humble ant.