Liu Jingtian closed his eyes, the flowing shadow returned to the sky, and a beautiful person appeared in front of him.
Her clear and shining eyes are like the sky that embraces everything, and there is a place for him to rest.
"You Meng..." He opened his eyes suddenly, as if awakened from a big dream.
This world's glory, wealth, power and reputation can all be turned into a liuying, only she, only her, is the treasure that cannot be missed or abandoned in the mist of Baiju.
At the last moment of this life, he suddenly thought of a little thing.
That day, it was summer, in the hut in the woods.
Chu Youmeng was sitting by the window reading a book, the breeze blowing her face, sending the pink peach petals to her dark hair.
The human face is peach blossom, beautiful and unparalleled.
She was reading Yan Zhenqing's "The Inscription of Zhang Zhi Xuanzhen in the First Wave", and her gentle and elegant voice read carefully:… I can't get out of it for ten years behind closed doors. The thatched cottage where he lives, the thatched cottage has rafters, and the skin knots still exist. There are no traces of axe, the alleys are more gargle, the door is separated by water, there is no bridge for ten years...
"The door is separated by water, and there is no bridge for ten years..." Liu Jingtian muttered and chewed this sentence, and suddenly felt that his face was wet, only to realize that he was in tears.
In this life, the prince is enough, enough to enjoy wealth, enough to play power, but her husband has not been enough, and will never be enough.
Liu Jingtian's heart trembled, and he held the straw under him tightly with both hands until the straw shattered into small pieces.
If she died like this, what would she do
Could it be that she left her forever
But if she is not allowed to live forever, how can she tolerate her leaning in the arms of another man
I really hate it!
Why didn't he understand what he really wanted until this moment
"If there is an afterlife, if there is an afterlife..." Liu Jingtian gritted his teeth and murmured, his hatred and grievances filled his heart, making his heart moved.
He gritted his teeth and repeated this sentence, and all the dissatisfaction in his heart was contained in this sentence, but he was suddenly discouraged.
If you have the fate in this life and you can't stay together for a long time, isn't it more stingy in the next life? What's more, it is also possible not to meet.
"I knew..." He raised his eyes and stared at the top of the web full of cobwebs, regretful in his heart.
I had long known that I would not pursue any power, and spend her life with her. This life is prosperous, and the two will spend it together.
There is no bridge for ten years...
He thought, it would be great if we had to go back together like this...
He doesn't care about anything, he doesn't want anything anymore, he just wants to hold her tea and live his life.
"Youmeng, if I can go out alive, I will accompany you to walk around the world, and when we are old, we will find a hideaway in a paradise." He smiled miserably, and he could see a three-pointer even when he was so unkempt. Merry.
In the Wenchang Palace, Liu Yunshuo and Rong Yu certainly couldn't be idle for these two days.
Although the emperor Liu Jingtian was sent to the prison, he also sent Shun Tianfu to investigate the matter.
It seems that the emperor still has some doubts!
If Shuntian Mansion finds some clues, I am afraid that it will be the time when the Wenchang Prince's Mansion is approaching. Of course Liu Yunshuo and Rong Yu can't let this happen.
"Sister Yu, how to deal with this matter properly?" Looking at the creed sent by the dark guard, Liu Yunshuo twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Rong Yu.
Rong Yu's strategy and the city mansion are no more shallow than his!
"Husband, what if His Royal Highness the prince committed suicide in prison?"
Rong Yu smiled lightly, the pear vortex at the corner of his mouth was very beautiful, as delicate as a March flower, and couldn't help but be affectionate.
Liu Yunshuo's arm was nothing more than a skin injury. After two days of rest, he was almost healed. As he said, he hugged Rong Yu's slender and boneless waist.
With one hand around Rong Yu, the other hand took a pen to write a line of small characters on the paper and handed it to the dark guard.
The above is to let the dark guard secretly send someone to buy the jailer to poison Liu Jingtian's food, and of course he is waiting for news in the mansion.
In the prison, in the darkness, footsteps gradually approached.
In such a quiet environment, the sound of "takta" footsteps is particularly harsh.
The owner of the footsteps slowly appeared in the faint lights, short in stature, wretched face, and an older jailer.
"His Royal Highness, it's time to eat." The man gave a fake smile, unable to tell whether the smile was wrapped in good intentions or maliciousness.
Liu Jingtian opened his eyes, only curled his lips and smiled contemptuously, with an indescribable and unclear manner all over his body.
"His Royal Highness is very stylish." The jailer's eyes were dim, and he also sneered.
He spurned in his heart, what about Tianhuang nobleman, didn't he fall here, in his own hands
But he is also an ordinary man, what right do you have to look down on yourself!
Thinking of this, he was a little excited, what insidious thing hadn't been seen in this cell? It's just that the poison is really hard for him. The third prince really gave him a good job. As long as the prince dies, he will be appreciated by the third prince, and may be able to leave this disgusting place.
Liu Jingtian looked at the thick tea and light rice for a long time, but he still picked up the bowls and chopsticks and began to eat.
Seeing that Liu Jingtian had eaten the poisoned food, he was a little relieved, and left the business without showing a trace of his feet.
And Liu Yunshuo, who got the news, also felt relieved. But he did not wait until the news of Liu Jingtian's death, and he became uneasy.
Of course he didn't know. Murong Jin and Rong Xun had already guessed that he would act. They arranged the dark guards to stand by in advance in the cell, and they had changed them before the jailer delivered the poisoned food to Liu Jingtian.
Another day later, there was still no news of Liu Jingtian's death, and Liu Yunshuo knew that the plan had failed.
And Murong Jin and Rong Xun considered that Liu Yunshuo would attack again, and the situation was urgent, so they formulated a series of rescue plans.
The night came again in a daze, the cold wind outside the window was bleak, a few dead trees swayed in the cold wind, and the dim moonlight stretched out the shadows of the shaking branches, which looked very strange.
Liu Jingtian spent a few days in the cell unconsciously, without knowing the day and night.
"DaDa" there was a faint sound of footsteps.
When Liu Jingtian heard the first footsteps, he straightened his waist and raised his chin high in order to restrain all his embarrassment.
This time the jailer did not come for food. He guessed that the time of death was approaching, and perhaps the one who came was the one who took his own life.
No matter how he died, since he was the prince of Saji, he should establish his last honor.
This is the dignity of the royal family.
I saw the jailer looking around, lightly handed, and came to the prison door.
Liu Jingtian silently looked at the jailer who appeared at the prison door and watched his every move.
The jailer's index finger silently touched the key on his waist, his eyes rolled and he didn't know what he was thinking.
In the end, he actually opened the cell door.