In the house, there is only one lamp in the palm of your hand!
She woke up from the dream and was sitting on the bed panting heavily, sweat on her forehead like beads, flowing from her forehead to her cheeks, neck, clothes...
Soggy.
In the distance, the slightly orange light of the candle, through the gauze, dimly reflected on her terrified and pale face.
"Whoo~"
She clutched the group of clothes on her chest tightly, and suddenly several folds appeared.
Not because of what I saw in my dreams and fear, but because of... death.
Too many people died.
and-
The next scene!
These five words were still twitching and twirling in her mind.
It made her heart very uneasy.
"Squeak."
The door was pushed open from the outside.
When Qiaoer heard the voice, she rushed in, walked quickly to the bed, saw beads of sweat on her face, and asked worriedly, "Mr. Ji, what's the matter with you?"
got no response.
"Did you have a nightmare, sir?"
Ji Yunshu's thoughts were pulled back by her. Those scattered eyes staring at the curtain in front of her became clearer and brighter. She let out a long sigh, and her plain white fingers loosened the clothes on her chest little by little. He stretched out his hand and slowly lifted the thin gauze in front of him.
Bending his eyes to look at the worried Qiao'er outside, his pale lips parted lightly, "I'm fine."
"Would you like to get you a glass of water?"
She didn't speak, and after a while, she got out of bed, put on a coat, and went out.
late at night.
The cold wind outside was slowly blowing on her face.
Wrapping her clothes, she sat down on the stone chair in the yard.
If that little body catches a cold, I'm afraid it won't get better for a few days. Qiao'er was worried about this, so she ran into the house quickly, took out the pot of water that was warm on the stove, and poured her a glass and kept it at hand. .
Can-
bang.
Ji Yunshu accidentally flicked his hand, and the cup of tea in his hand overturned on the ground.
Porcelain is all over the place!
She squatted down quickly to pick it up.
"Uh!"
When his fingers touched the broken porcelain, a hole was cut open in an instant, and blood flowed out.
"Oops." Qiao'er quickly squeezed out a handkerchief to wrap her up, cautiously, "Mr. Ji, just let the servants come for this kind of thing."
"I'm fine."
"I'm going to find Young Master Mo."
"It's really not necessary." Ji Yunshu hurriedly gave her a hand, "It's a small wound, and it's mostly midnight, so why bother him."
People are dreaming in bed!
Qiao'er had to give up this idea, went into the room to find some medicine, and simply dealt with it for her, then cleaned up the things on the ground, and brought a heater on her hand to keep her warm.
"You go to rest first."
"Can… "
"I'll sit here for a while, you don't need to worry about me, go to rest first."
Qiao Er had no choice but to nod in response, and then fetched a lantern and hung it outside before going to rest in peace.
Ji Yunshu looked at his injured finger and couldn't help but let out a wry smile.
On the ground, there was still a drop of bright red blood, as if it gradually dyed her eyes, getting deeper and deeper...
At this time, the stars and the moon were cleared, revealing an indescribable sense of loneliness.
Early the next morning.
She went back to the house, changed into a clean dress, dressed and tidied up, and then went out.
However, no one told.
Including Qiaoer
It took almost an hour to travel from the Anchang Courtyard to the Imperial Prison.
Outside the prison, there were four guards, all of whom were Jing Rong's secret guards.
When they saw her, the secret guards looked at each other a few times, and everyone knew that this person was the young prince of the Duke Yu's mansion. Everyone present at the time knew that, but Jing Rong ordered it not to be leaked to the public.
One of them stepped forward and gave a salute with a long sword.
"Mr. Ji, why are you here?"
"I'll go take a look first."
"Go in?" The man was stunned for a moment, looked back at the prison, and said with a little consideration, "Mr. Ji, the prison is dirty and full of people, so don't go in."
"You lead me in, I'll come out soon, it won't affect anything."
"This… "
"Trouble." She said very politely.
A scholar with a face and a gentle voice, even though he is dressed in men's clothes, it still makes those old and rough people feel a pain in their chests.
He pulled the corner of his mouth and met her gaze. i
In the end, as if caught by evil, obediently led her in.
In the prison, it was very dark, and the damp smell was very unpleasant, which made her frown. As she continued to walk in, the smell of sweat and stench became stronger and stronger.
However, it was very quiet inside, and those who were locked in the prison were huddled together obediently, leaning against the wall without making a fuss.
When they watched Ji Yunshu walk in front of them, everyone got up and stood up straight, their eyes slowly moving in the direction of her movement.
That scene was like a military parade.
She stopped when she got outside a cell.
Looking through the solid wooden stake, he saw Wen Panshi sitting cross-legged inside, with his hands on his knees, facing the wall and his back to her.
In the entire cell, Wen Panshi was the only one.
"Open!" she said.
The dark guard was very well-behaved, opened the door, and took off the chain.
Immediately, he immediately reminded her, "Mr. Ji, you have to hurry up, the lord said, don't let anyone come over, I will wait outside, if you have anything, just call me."
"Um."
She walked into the relatively spacious and clean cell and stood behind Wen Panshi without making a sound.
After a long time, Wen Panshi, who was motionless, opened his eyes, coughed softly, turned his head sideways, and looked at Ji Yunshu's pair of coarse cloth shoes, his brows were wrinkled and full of folds.
"The little prince came here at this time, there must be something wrong."
Of course!
There is nothing to go to the Three Treasures Hall!
"General Wen, I'm here today to persuade you."
"Persuade?" He smiled, "Wen listened to your words, so he was imprisoned here in order to prevent more people from dying, but you know very well that the old people of the Royal Palace are far more than that. ."
"knowledge."
"Since you know, why bother to persuade?"
"Then, do you really think that the fire at Duke Yuguo's mansion fourteen years ago was caused by the present emperor?"
Wen Panshi put one hand on his knee and the other on the ground, stood up with difficulty, turned around, and looked at her dull eyes.
"Today, we can't look back."
"Yes, you can't go back, but that doesn't mean you can't get it back. Prince Rong didn't kill you, but locked you all here, and even blocked the news from the outside world, so naturally it won't spread to the capital, and I hope you can. Stop, don't let things happen to the point of getting out of hand, and, as I said, the truth is still unknown, it's not worth sacrificing so many people." She persuaded painstakingly.
Wen Panshi took a deep breath.
After taking two steps, he had the dignified attitude of a general.