270 The truth

Cheng Xueyan wants to coil up her long hair.

Bitong was used to handing over the purple pearl hairpin. She was about to pick it, but she stopped and stared at the hairpin. She didn't say anything for a long time, and her face turned whiter.

Bitong was shocked and hurriedly received the hairpin.

Cheng Xueyan shifted her eyes and came out silently.

There are many large-mantles, which is the bright sun at noon in autumn, and the brilliance in the eyes indicates the celebration of the festival.

I walked under a piece of osmanthus tree, and the fragrance instantly sprinkled all over my shoulders.

She just raised her hand to break a branch of silver osmanthus, and the little girl who led the way seemed to have expected it long ago and had folded a branch and handed it to her.

She secretly praised her cleverness and took a look at her.

"You are..."

When I looked at him, he turned out to be an old friend.

Bitong also recognized her and shouted, "In the first summer, why are you here?"

In early summer, he smiled and said nothing but said, "The King of Guangling is still waiting in the garden."

Cheng Xueyan silently braided her hair with osmanthus branches and followed her in early summer.

For three years, the little girl who was stubbornly knelt at the door of Guanji Hall is now standing, and her behavior is far better than that of everyone's boudoir, but she doesn't understand why she appeared in the Guangling Palace.

There are so many things she doesn't understand that she can't think about it. The sun is warm on the body, and the body is as lazy and tired as the heart. It's better to see the warm sunshine. The light clouds are like smoke, the green leaves are floating gold, and the osmanthus is fragrant.

When my mind turned around, I found that Bitong and Chuxia didn't know where to go, and I only walked slowly in a green garden.

This garden is full of lilac trees, which are not in the flowering season. The oily leaves sway gently in the wind, stirring the strong fragrance of osmanthus floating around.

Among the branches and leaves, a corner of snow-colored long clothes can be seen on the ground.

She stopped and bowed to the ground: "Cheng Xueyan, a daughter of the people, visited the king of Guangling."

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Even in the prison, it is difficult to stop the wet tide, and it is also full of turbid air, which makes it difficult to breathe.

Cheng Xueyan followed the snow-colored figure, as if she could get rid of the ghost-crying-like moan that came from nowhere.

The jailer who led the way stopped, inserted the torch into the wall on the side of the prison door, patted the prison door and shouted, "Fu Yuanshan, someone is watching you!"

There was a sound of shackles in the corner of the light.

Yuwen Zichen turned his head and reflected the light of the torch in his eyes.

She lowered her eyelashes: "He just has a few words to say."

He didn't say anything and didn't mean to leave.

"Your Highness, this is not the place where Your Highness has been driving for a long time. Please wait outside." The jailer bowed cautiously.

At this time, a huge object rolled out of the corner of the cell and hit the door.

"Nuntle, you're here!"

Cheng Xueyan was shocked by the shawl monster and was blocked by Yuwen Zichen before she could see it clearly.

There was a "jingle" beating sound in front of me, mixed with the prison guard's curse, and it stopped for a long time.

Cheng Xueyan was waiting to walk forward, but her arm was pulled by him.

She broke away quietly and bent her knees slightly: "Your Majesty, go outside and have a rest."

Yuwen Zichen stared at her for a long time before leaving, but let the jailer wait not far away.

She slowly approached the prison door, looked at the humming man, and said coldly, "What's the matter with me?"

"Nign," Fu Yuanshan struggled to sit up, his face against the prison door, and his huge greasy nose trembled: "Help me..."

Seeing her cold face, she hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed her head: "I know I'm wrong. I'm so wrong. I deserve to die. Guanyin is alive, kind and compassionate, and you must save my life. I don't want anything. I'll give you all the money I've earned in the past few years. I just want my niece to let me go..."

"Your sin has nothing to do with me..."

"No, no, no, listen to me..."

"You collude with traitors, frame loyal ministers, and intend to rebel..."

"I don't have the intention to rebel. I just want to close the museum. I just want to make a fortune. I don't know anything about what Wang Qian has done..."

"But you framed my father with the intention of destroying my family, and my sister-in-law also died in childbirth..." The tone was already sad and indignant.

"Everything was an accident. I didn't expect such a serious consequence. Now I have repented and really repented. Niv, you have a large number of adults, just let me go..."

Cheng Xueyan sneered: "You are guilty of bullying the king and betraying the country. The person you should ask for is the emperor..."

"No, no, no, as long as you tell the emperor, he will definitely let me out..."

... "Do you think our family should be grateful to you after begging the emperor for forgiveness of your father's death? In fact, I have always wanted to ask, what did you ask the emperor for?" ......

I don't know why such a harsh sentence jumped out of the sad afternoon and stuck in his heart.

My heart is so dull that I can't breathe.

She covered her chest and leaned against the wall feebly.

Fu Yuanshan chattered endlessly: "I know that the emperor listens to you the most. If you only say, the lives of Gu Cheng's two families have been saved, and I am just a little ant..."

"Hit!" Cheng Xueyan was furious.

Fu Yuanshan is eager to survive: "If you don't want to see the emperor and the king of Guangling, he will handle this case, as long as he is willing to let it go... I know he likes you..."

"Hit, shut up..."

Cheng Xueyan rushed up and kicked the door hard. The grief of sleeping for a month seemed to be suddenly ignited, and the fire instantly destroyed all the disguises.

I don't know how long it took, when I was slightly awake, I found myself crying in a cold embrace, trembling uncontrollably.

Fu Yuanshan's wailing and the jailer's curse came to his ear, but they could not cover his silent comfort.

The jailer hurried over, took a careful look at Yuwen Zichen, and bowed his head and said, "That prisoner... still wants to see the big girl, saying that there is an important situation."

According to the rules of Tianhao Kingdom, as long as the condemned prisoner does not attempt to escape from prison, all requirements will be accepted to show Tian's kindness. This is why Yuwen Zichen brought Cheng Xueyan to the heavenly prison. But at this moment, he closed his long arm, protected her by his side, and turned around to leave.

"He said... it was about the young man Chengfu."

Cheng Xueyan's crying stagnated.

"I knew you would come back!"

The people in the prison door grinned, his chin was still dripping blood, and his hair was confused on his face. Fu Yuanshan was like a devil who escaped from hell under the beating of the firelight on the wall.

"But if I tell you, you will have to save my life." He smiled and the fire flashed again: "Come on, you have to thank me. For this reason, you can't help but save me!"

He leaned forward, grabbed the thick railing on the door, squeezed his fat face in the gap, and his eyes flashed: "You know? If it weren't for me, your brother wouldn't have lived today!"

Cheng Xueyan picked out her long eyelashes.

"It's hard to guarantee that I won't live until today..." He smiled gloomily: "Money is a scourge, but it's irresistible. In the early years, Du Mizhen plotted your second mother's belly for the sake of a unique family. She has been successful for so many years. But you think that since she can kill a baby who can't be born too late for her son, then for your brother... I know that if it weren't for me, your sister-in-law wouldn't have conceive a child at all!"

Cheng Xueyan suddenly remembered that shortly after Cheng Cangpeng's death, she once took the string of golden rosary beads to ask Tang Fanrou about the truth, but was told by her close maid that the second lady's daily tonics were filled with musk with contraceptive effects. Could it mean...

"That is, I didn't like her dobearing, so I secretly let Zhener change your sister-in-law's tonic. Of course, I don't deny it. I want these two rooms to be restrained for the time being so that it is convenient for me to move. You didn't expect Du Mizhen to be so cruel that I didn't even think of it. Cheng Cangpeng is getting bigger day by day, and she has to plan as soon as possible. But it was because of me that I completely broke her dream!"

His face squeezed out again and said with a gloomy smile, "I killed Cheng Cangpeng!"

She didn't know how she recovered. When she woke up, she found herself sitting on the ground, and her greasy mouth kept opening and closing.

How to trick Xiaocang Peng out of Bicui Hall, how to lead him up the mountain, how to push him down...

He told it vividly, as if it were an extremely wonderful story.

"Really, as soon as he died, Du Mizhen lost her mind immediately. The prepared hook kiss was never used, otherwise before you got married, Chengfu would bury Mr. Cheng! Do you think I saved the eldest son's life?"

"You want to take advantage of her mental confusion and conspiracy!"

Cheng Xueyan had to admit that in terms of governing the family, Du Mizhen was much softer and more refined than Tang Fan, otherwise people would not be allowed to steal letters from the brainless Du Yingzi.

"I don't deny it, but you can't help but admit that there is a disadvantage in everything. I saved the eldest son, and the eldest son's life is much more valuable than mine. I heard that he is playing hot with that Qitong now, and the Cheng family is going to add more..."

Cheng Xueyan stood up and walked the way.

"Big girl, one life for another, otherwise there will be retribution!"

She stopped, but she didn't look back.

Three days later, Fu Yuanshan was transferred to the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. At night, the prison was robbed and Fu Yuanshan disappeared. On the second day, a male body was found on the mountain road leading to Mianyang. After verification, this person was Fu Yuanshan.

After March, the rebel king moved to the east gate and was executed. On the same day, his son Wang Han was sentenced to death by a criminal at the north gate.

Bitong went to see the fun and came back tremblingly that several Jiangyang thieves were actually used to clean up the long-abandoned punishment of Tianhao Kingdom.

Several strong men were scalded by boiling water and scraped off their skin by an iron brush, revealing their white bones. One of them kept howling at her, and the man was blind in one eye...

At that time, Cheng Xueyan was drinking the soup handed over in early summer, and Li Yan leaned against a watery begonia flower under the long coral window.