"You, you know?"

Liang Wan didn't answer, and said with a smile: "This palace also knows that your name is Mao Qiaoni, not You Huilan." ”

Su Lan's face froze, and her eyes could not hide her panic.

Liang Wan smiled: "Do you know what the crime of impostor is?" ”

Su Lan's three souls lost their seven spirits, and they trembled: "No, it's not, slave maid—"

Liang Wan nodded: "The palace knows that the girl of the little official's family refuses to enter the palace, and your family owes the money to the little official, so they will replace you, but so what?" ”

Su Lan's eyes dimmed, her eyelids drooped, yes, there is no difference, both horizontal and vertical are dead.

Liang Wan glanced at her, and said: "I heard that your lame brother recently married a bride and donated a petty official, and he will go to work in a few days. From this point of view, your Mao family is also happy and prosperous. ”

"I have to say, the queen is good to you," suddenly shook his head and smiled, "No, it's not good for you, but good for your family." ”

Liang Wan's eyes moved slightly as she spoke, and she looked around, all of which were pity.

"It's just a pity that you are going to die in this prison, and I don't know if many years later, when they are pregnant with their children and grandchildren, and when Chenghuan is on their knees, can they still remember that this life is safe, and you exchanged your life for them? When Qingming Zhongyuan, can you remember to burn some paper money and incense candles for you? ”

Su Lan's face became whiter and whiter, and she shook her lips and whimpered.

Liang Wan looked at her and sighed: "Back then, your parents also asked the little official to borrow money in order to treat your brother's illness, right?" ”

Su Lan couldn't make another sound, and only tears were left with her eyes closed.

Liang Wan paced forward, took out a silk handkerchief and wiped her tears.

Su Lan opened her eyes, not daring to move, in disbelief.

Between wipings, the white silk handkerchief was already dirty.

Liang Wan lowered her eyes and glanced at it, raised her hand and threw it into the brazier: "People live for a lifetime, they can't just make wedding dresses for others from beginning to end, right?" ”

Su Lan looked at her in a daze, puzzled: "What does Niangniang mean?" ”

Liang Wan looked at her calmly and replied calmly, "It was Zhao Ruxin who instructed you to manipulate the Buddha statue, as for the poisoning-"

Su Lan was stunned, staring at the person in front of her, waiting for the next words.

Liang Wan didn't finish speaking, frowned slightly, and looked at her carefully: "Since you have already suffered this flesh and skin, let's suffer for a few more days, otherwise how can you prove your loyalty?" ”

Su Lan's eyes were red, and her lips moved slightly: "Niangniang......"

Liang Wan smiled meaninglessly and didn't linger any longer.

Stepping out of the torture room, Yuan Zhi and the others stood far away, and when they saw Liang Wan coming out, they hurriedly stepped forward.

The prisoner rushed to the front, and the smile on his lips was a little flattering: "What can Niang Niang judge?" ”

Liang Wan pretended to be annoyed, and her words contained anger: "I didn't see that she was still a hard bone." ”

The prisoner's face was cold, and he was moved to kill: "Niangniang, do you want to-"

Liang Wan waved her hand and glanced at him: "You give Bengong a good look, she can't die, Bengong is still waiting for her confession." ”

The prisoner will know.

Liang Wan raised her eyebrows: "What about Runa Zhao?" ”

"Weichen will take Niangniang with you." The prisoner was ready early, and he was waiting to take Liang Wan to Zhao Ruxin's cell.

Liang Wan is very satisfied with the attitude of being a prisoner, no wonder the superiors like this kind of person who is good at catering to flattery, so knows how to observe words and feelings, and is diligent and interesting, but he also has his cuteness.

Zhao Ruxin's heart is not biased, and the cell is brighter than others.

In the end, she is also the favorite concubine of Gao Qian, and before she is completely convicted, she does not dare to be too presumptuous, after all, no one knows if this Zhao family has the possibility of recovering the sacred heart.

Zhao Ruxin crossed her arms and knees, sat in the center of the ground with her back back, looking up at a very small window on the wall, like a mountain stone that did not move at all.

Inexplicably, a scene flashed in front of his eyes, that year in Dali Temple Prison, he sat in the torture room waiting for her, and when she arrived at the door, he leaned idly, looking up at the only small window that let in light.

It was also on that day that he asked her to kill Wang Tingyue in order to test her, but she couldn't do it and was ready to commit suicide......

Liang Wan's eyelashes drooped, and for some reason, she seemed to be particularly connected to prison.

Liang Wan stood in a trance, and the people who followed her were puzzled, but they didn't dare to make a sound to disturb.

Zhao Ruxin noticed the abnormality, Mu Ran turned his head, his eyes were dull, until he saw the person a little clearly, and instantly woke up like thunder, and pounced violently.

"Liang Wan! You slut, you hurt me! You're the one who hurt me—"

She clutched the fence with one hand, and the other reached out through the crack, trying to catch the incoming man.

It's a pity that it was trapped by a wooden fence and could only be waved out of thin air.

The slender and slender jade fingers of the past, with the jade fingers on them, are now broken and dirty.

Without waiting for Liang Wan to speak, several soap subordinates rushed forward and beat mercilessly.

Zhao Ruxin shouted and hid back: "You are so bold, you dare to do this to this palace, this palace wants to see the lord, I want to see the lord, I want to see the lord!" ”

The skin that was as white as jade pulled out the dazzling blood marks, and the face that had just been healed not long ago also added new injuries.

Yuan Zhi and Mu Yanhe had seen this meeting, and the whip rained down like a raindrop, and they were also shocked, as if the whip fell on them at the same time.

"Stop."

Liang Wan stood in place, her expression unmoving.

"This palace has something to ask her, you guys retreat first."

The prisoner winked and left with the soap.

Yuan Zhi and Mu Yan were not at ease, but they couldn't resist Liang Wan, so they had to leave.

Without the prisoner and soap li, Zhao Ruxin pounced again, kicking and kicking, but across the fence, it was just in vain.

The three corpses jumped violently, and the seven orifices smoked.

In the end, he has always been pampered, and he has been exhausted for a long time, and it is far less than Su Lan's scolding.

She slid on the ground against the fence and cried.

From hoarseness to choking.

Liang Wan always stood in place, quietly watching her vent.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Ruxin raised her fancy face, and her eyes were red and swollen.

"You hurt me."

"Yes."

Xu didn't expect her to admit it so happily, Zhao Ruxin was slightly surprised, and then glared at her viciously.

"Why? Why are you hurting me? Are you afraid that I will compete with you for favor? ”

"Competing for favor?"

Zhao Ruxin shook her head, laughing and shedding tears.

"Why should you fight against me, and how can you be afraid? I'm your—"

Liang Wan frowned and interrupted: "When I met you for the first time, I said that the place will be given to you, and you can make trouble if you want to fight, I have no interest in joining, but you didn't listen to my words after all, and if you have to provoke me, then it's no wonder I started first." ”

Zhao Ruxin's eyes were confused, "I provoked you?" I'm just asking Su Lan to steal the medicine! ”

Liang Wan looked at her coldly: "The Lord is not here, why do you have to pretend again, where did the injury on Huang Tong's face come from, you don't know in your heart?" ”

Zhao Ruxin's gaze paused, slowly moved down, and stopped on Liang Wan's inconspicuous lower abdomen, and her voice was hoarse.

"Yes, Huang Tong told you?"

Liang Wan lowered her eyes and gently stroked her lower abdomen: "It doesn't matter who tells him, what matters is that whoever dares to touch him will die." ”

Zhao Ruxin's eyes lit up: "I want to see the Lord!" This child is not his, not his, not his! ”

"Why do you think I'm coming to see you? Without his acquiescence, I may not be able to touch you. ”

Liang Wan leaned down and left a white porcelain bottle within Zhao Ruxin's reach. (End of chapter)