"Lord Tingxue, this ...... It's not in ...... way."

"Get out of the way!"

"No, the county lord ......"

"Do you recognize this?" Lord Tingxue took out a wooden sign from his bosom, on which was decorated with peony-like patterns with gold threads.

"This ......" The guard looked at the prison officer Liu Dian on the side in embarrassment, Liu Dian sighed helplessly and nodded.

After the county lord Tingxue entered, Liu Dian hurriedly sent someone to report to the emperor.

"Xu Yingke!" Lord Tingxue looked at Xu Yingke, who was haggard and lifeless in prison, and couldn't help but shed tears: "What...... How can this be......"

"County Lord?" Xu Yingke couldn't believe that the County Lord Tingxue would risk the death penalty to come to see him, and he felt some comfort in his heart.

"Lord Xu......" Lord Tingxue stroked Xu Yingke's face through the fence of the prison gate, and smiled miserably: "If I admit it, you can come out, right?"

"No, the county lord," Xu Yingke looked at the girl in front of him gently, thinking about their first encounter, and suddenly smiled: "Everything Weichen has done is just to make the county lord truly happy...... Sometimes, the truth may not be what you think...... Weichen is humble, if he can clear the last danger for the county lord, it is not a pity to die. ”

"No, I don't want you to die...... I don't want it!" Lord Tingxue's whole body trembled: "Xu Yingke, you have to live, you have to live, you promised me...... You ......"

"County Lord," Xu Yingke suddenly clenched the hand of the County Lord Tingxue: "If there is an afterlife......

"Xu Yingke!"

Before the county lord Tingxue could react, Xu Yingke hit his head on the earthen wall next to him, and the guards hurriedly blocked the county lord's sight and took her away......

The guards opened the door and probed Xu Yingke's snort, and shook their heads at Liu Dian who rushed over.

"He's dead......"

"I know. ”

"Meng Xiu......" The county lord of Ting Xue smiled self-deprecatingly: "You, hate the county lord, right?"

"Wechen...... Don't dare," Meng Xiu raised his head obediently and looked at the county lord of Tingxue calmly: "Weichen is fortunate to grow up with the county lord, as a friend, Weichen hates Yunle; But as a courtier, a micro-minister, he didn't dare to hate the lord of Tingxue. ”

"The county lord knows ......" The county lord of Tingxue stretched out his hand and handed Meng Xiu half a jade pendant: "Brother Xu held my hand for the first time that day, and this is what I gave me...... I guess he told me to give it back to you. Meng Xiu, the word Yunzhai, can recite poems at the age of five, and he is the champion of the capital at the age of ten...... Lord Meng, I am no longer Yunle, the county lord is the county lord of Tingxue. ”

"Wechen...... Got it," Meng Xiu took the jade pendant and looked at it, his heart was like a knife, he raised his head and looked at the pale woman, and paused: "Weichen Meng Xiu, send the county lord." ”

The emperor was not angry when he heard what happened in the morning, but sighed with emotion and returned to the dormitory without saying a word.

Because of the rebellion of the Zeng Yi people, Zeng Motang pleaded guilty for the clansmen's hairpins, and his head was broken. Instead of excusing the Zeng family, Emperor Kerenrui demoted Concubine Xuan to a noble person and stripped her title.

Although the Zeng clan called Zeng Yi his righteous son, Emperor Renrui still exiled the Zeng clan on the grounds of "lax discipline".

"Exile is inevitable," Lin Zaifeng drank tea with Meng Xiu, and snorted coldly: "In addition to Zeng Yiren, there are other fools in the Zeng family, and the emperor can't help it for a long time." ”

"It's a pity for the noble Zeng people," Meng Xiu smiled: "Without the support of the mother's family, how long can a beautiful woman stay in the palace?"

"Alas," Lin Zaifeng shook his head: "Who knows?

"It's not good," Meng Xiu sighed: "It's just that it's just a medicine, I heard that there have been new diseases in the past few days, I'm afraid it's ......."

"That's it......" Lin Zaifeng interrupted Meng Xiu: "Speaking of which, this king still has something to ask for." ”

Sumire sat quietly on the roof listening to the conversation between the two, fiddling with a lightly embroidered pale green purse with a slight smile.

Since the banquet, Su Zili has been trying her best to contact Nie Xiuhe, and Lin Zaifeng did not stop her when he knew her thoughts, but let her go out to deliver the letter...... But he didn't have a clue, Nie Xiuhe just asked Su Zili to wait and continue to stay in the palace.

"He's wasting Miss in vain," even the maid Taoxin was dissatisfied: "Miss might as well find another way out." ”

"This is not my way out," Su Zili sighed, she knew that Tong Taoxin couldn't tell the reason, so she simply said: "This is my love for him, not everyone can replace it." ”

Su Zili didn't know what happened later, and only believed what Nie Xiuhe said at the beginning: Zeng Yi was controlling him, and he had been framed all along. Now that Zeng Yiren has been exiled, Su Zili has instead breathed a sigh of relief for Nie Xiuhe.

"I don't know if I should tell her or not," After sending Meng Xiu away, Lin Zaifeng looked at Su Zili, who was full of longing, and was a little upset.

"How do you know if you don't try?" Jin Chen on the side smiled: "Lord, do whatever you want, you are the only prince." ”