Chapter 192, I want to see him

Of course.

If she didn't meet Mu Fangjin, it would be natural... Yi Beichen is also good-looking and masculine, and now he is a hot young general. The most important thing is... He treats himself so persistently. Without Mu Fangjin, Xinyi might really think that Yi Beichen is a very good destination.

But.

However, what I met at the beginning was him and fell in love with him. Once confirmed, it is impossible to change your mind. But at this point, if no one can uphold justice for Mu Fangjin, he will definitely die in the end. Even at the beginning, I had already imagined that it would end like this, but I still fantasized... fantasized about the possibility of a little immunity.

The emperor is the son of heaven... It is hard to violate his fate.

Well... In this case, Mu Fangjin, why did you send the eighteenth sign to me at that time... Is it possible that this sign is not allowed?

Her body trembled slightly and shrank into a ball, but she couldn't resist the piercing chill.

No matter how much he wanted to cry, Xinyi touched his eyes, but he was dry.

Yes, he is not dead yet... He is not dead yet, so he can't cry.

Since he has an appointment with He Zhigao tomorrow, no matter what, he must be asked to take himself to see A Jin's side, just take it as the last one!!

I want to see him...I want to see him!!

At least, you can't leave your last regret.

Xinyi thought of this, as if he had secretly identified something in his heart, shrinking himself more and more, pretending to be asleep, but staring at the wall in front of him until his eyes were sore.

After such a half-dream and half-awake sleep all day, Yi Beichen came to see her several times, but finally saw her asleep and left quietly. Xinyi kept lying on ** and waiting until it was getting dark.

When she was about to stay up for a night, she opened the little maid, opened the door, and ran all the way to the corner door with He Zhigao.

And running, she gradually stopped. Because she saw that the corner door was brightly lit, and a group of families were surrounding it, and even Yi Beichen was walking leisurely. He Zhigao stood outside the door at this time and looked at the situation. He didn't know whether to continue to wait or turn around and leave.

Seeing this situation, I should have retreated and waited for a few days to discuss it. But today is different. Tomorrow, Mu Fangjin will be beheaded to the public. If she can't see him today, she feels that she may not see him in her life!

Thinking of this, Xinyi simply crossed his heart, touched the bun on his head, and quickly stepped forward.

"You are not timid," Yi Beichen turned his head and said, "I just saw you wander for a long time. Why, now it's finally decided?"

She still didn't say anything and just walked in the direction of He Zhigao, which was so unflinching. On the contrary, it made the family a little afraid and dared not move forward.

"Hight, where are you going?" Yi Beichen grabbed her wrist and dragged her abruptly, but the moment Xinyi turned around, he was slightly stunned.

At this time, Xinyi was holding a silver hairpin in his other hand and put the sharp tip of the hairpin against the artery on his carotid artery. Xinyi could even feel the sudden beating of blood under the pressure of metal. You should know exactly where I'm going.

"Put down the hairpin!"

Instead of doing so, Xinyi pressed the hairpin hard on her neck. At this time, she had already felt a cool ** winding down - I'm afraid it had pierced her skin. Yi Beichen, if I don't force you, don't force me. Anyway, I have nothing left, only this life." Xinyi said lightly, just looking up at the young man in front of him: "Look, it's bleeding. If my hand shakes again, maybe it will directly pierce the blood vessels. At that time... the immortals can't save me."

Seeing this, Yi Beichen slowly put down his other hand: "Xinyi, put down the hairpin first, be good and obedient."

"Don't use such words to coax the child to perfunctory me, Yi Beichen, you know what I want to do. Yes, I'm going to see him..." Xinyi said, but his face did not change at all: "No matter how much you stop me, I'm going to see him. I'm ready. If you don't want me today, I'll go directly. A hairpin stabbed down, and it was a hundred. Tomorrow he will cut his neck with a knife, he..." She said, and then smiled softly, "I will wait for him below first. What do you think?"

He took a deep breath: "Zhuo Xinyi, you are forcing me now!"

"I just want to meet him. Does this request make you difficult? Now it's a day, and the round trip will probably not exceed the second watch, which will not cause unnecessary trouble. Besides, after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow is our wedding date. Let me see him for the last time, and you can get what you want. What? What else is unfair about this deal?

"You put down the hairpin first!!"

"You only repeated this sentence from the beginning. You didn't want me to go, but you didn't want me to die." Xinyi sneered and said, "Yi Beichen, Yi Beichen, you even have to doubt this and refuse to accept even a small request... Is it possible that if I go to see him, can I help him reverse the case or help him escape from prison? Or do you have no confidence in your heart that you can beat him?

Every sentence was poking at his heart, and Yi Beichen frowned suddenly and was speechless for a moment.

Xinyi stared at him, "I don't have time to spend time with you. You just tell me the truth. If you let me go, let go immediately. I will come back after I see him, and I will never exceed the second update. If you don't let me go, this hairpin will stab to the bottom, and we will also have a good time!"

"You..."

"Whung or not."

yi Beichen took a deep breath and finally let go of her hand. "A Si, follow them and send Xinyi back later."

"Yes."

Seeing that he was obedient, Xin Yi also walked quickly in the direction of He Zhigao. It was not until he got into the carriage with him that he released the hairpin. At this time, the wound had shed a lot of blood. Xinyi stretched out his hand to hold the wound with a handkerchief and looked at He Zhigao: "Mr. He, what's going on?"

"It's okay if I know!" He Zhigao said with a difficult face, "I'm a small official. If the Dali Temple raises a case of injustice, it should also be sent to the waiter or Shangshu. I don't know if it is handed in and detained, or I didn't hand it over at all... By the way, it doesn't mean that you have a good relationship with Yi Shilang, why didn't you ask?"

"How to ask, although Brother Yi is kind, he is also a person on the other side of the Second Highness. He definitely won't want A Jin to live." She frowned: "Let's not talk about this. You must send me to the prison. I want to see him!" Anyway, I must see him tonight!!"

Although He Zhigao's face was embarrassed, he still nodded: "I will do my best to send you in to meet him... However, I think this last one... Sometimes it's better not to see him."

She shook her head slowly, "I want to see him. No matter what, I will see him, Mr. He, please help me with this... Be sure to agree to my wayward request!"

Mr. He finally just sighed 'alas' and said nothing beside him. He was silent all the way, but occasionally looked up at the wound on her neck.

The wound is not too deep, and Xinyi also feels that if he stabs a little more, he is afraid he will really die. Now it's just pain, and there is no other discomfort. Anyway, the light is dim and not easy to detect.

After a while, the carriage had already arrived at the door of the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. He Zhigao led her away for a while. In the night, the prison looked more and more gloomy. The word "heaven" in the book has been blurred under the dim firelight.

When he came to the heavenly prison, the guard seemed to know Mr. He. He was not surprised to see him bring Xin Yi here. I just asked, "Is that her?"

"Yes," He Zhigao turned his head and looked at Xinyi: "I heard that you were looking for me, and I guessed... it might be so, so I made some preparations in advance."

"Thank you..."

Mr. He shook his head: "Don't say such foreign words." He lowered his eyes and said, "I can't save him... It's our incompetence, and we're sorry for you."

Xinyi didn't say much, but walked straight to the door.

"Someone will lead you in, but it won't be too long. At most half an hour, we have to hurry back, otherwise it will be bad if we encounter a curfew."

She didn't look back, but answered in a low voice: "Okay."

An hour...

is enough.

Xinyi accelerated his pace and walked into the prison. When the jailer saw her, he didn't say a word, but led her all the way to the prison until he came to the prison in the depths of the prison, opened the door lock and let her go in. Then he wrapped the prison door with a thick iron chain and hung a big lock: "I'll pick you out in half an hour."

"Thank you very much." Xinyi turned around and stuffed a few pieces of silver for him. The jailer did not refuse, naturally put the silver in his arms, and then turned around and left as if he couldn't give birth to anything.

Although the prison is similar to what I saw on TV, after all, Mu Fangjin was also an official from the third grade. Even if he was sent to prison, he was naturally not treated as those ordinary people. Xinyi looked at the cell - in fact, it was similar to a room. The floor is covered with hay, which is probably also a cold-proof consideration. A table is lit with candles and a chair. There is a bed inside and a toilet by the bed.

Probably all the needs of life are here. It seems that this single cell is much better than the general bunk that sleeps on the floor in an ordinary prison.

** also has pillows and bedding. Although they are old and patched, they don't seem to be particularly dirty. And the man also sat by the bed, his white clothes were gray and mottled, and his hair was loose and had not yet been tied into a bun. The falling hair covered his face, as if he had disturbed the airflow because he had entered the cell. The flame on the candle swayed, and there was a 'pop' sound from the candle wick.