Graceful Dynasty

Chapter 70: Heart-to-heart question

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The people in the prison had no idea what was happening outside. This isolated place was like falling into the heart of the sea. No matter how capable you were, without a boat or an oar, what could you do with your bare hands

She was furious: "But the hairpin was lost a long time ago. It was the time when you asked me to move into Guangtian Palace. I was rummaging around at night and opened my makeup box and found it was missing. I was afraid that there would be mistakes in the future, so I specifically asked Lan Chu to report to the E-Ting Ling. As a result, the E-Ting Ling said that he had no record of this and refused to acknowledge it. The only thing I can do now is to ask Lan Chu - if she is still alive."

Xinghe hesitated for a moment, "What explanation do you want me to give you? Isn't it enough to kiss and hug like this?"

There was only a thin layer of window paper between them, which could be broken by just a slight poke if anyone had the courage. But they both gritted their teeth and persisted, and no one had the courage to touch. If they were not at the end of their rope, they might have continued, until Xinghe was out of the palace and married someone else, and their fate would have ended, and they would have missed their whole life.

The Ministry of Justice came to take the prisoners. Usually, serious criminals were handed over at night. After she stepped out of the prison door and returned to the world for a short time, she found that the air outside was so good. She breathed greedily like a person who was about to die. Even if the bailiffs hurried her, she didn't care.

All the respectability and splendor are achieved through thousands of subtle flatteries. There is no one to flatter you in this prison, so who do you think you are

The prince seemed to be on a spring and pushed forward. Seeing her surprised look, he smiled shyly and said, "Xinghe, let me ask you a question. If we all had to die tomorrow, what would be your biggest regret?"

The prince exclaimed: "You are a man who will never mistreat yourself until you die."

In the small cell, she wandered around like a trapped beast. She couldn't stand the stinky clothes on her body, and her head hurt so much that it felt like it was going to explode.

So what if I got beaten? Just consider it bad luck! The pawn rubbed his face and said, "Okay, okay, I can't afford to offend a big shot like you. Please don't make things difficult for us soldiers. If you have the guts, go and show your teeth to the Shangshu."

There was a hole in the window of the room where Xinghe was, and light came through the wooden boards nailed shut. Although no one could be seen coming and going, she could still distinguish between day and night. She had been waiting for someone to come and interrogate her, but for two days, no one mentioned her, which made people wonder if the people outside had forgotten about her.

It is hard to describe the feeling of camaraderie in such a situation. What else can I say? I can only ask the warden to convey my gratitude to the Minister of Justice for his kindness.

The warden said, "The new place has just been built, and it's not just for female prisoners, it just hasn't been put into use yet. You are the only female official in this dynasty, so this place was specially set aside for you. Our masters said that we are finally colleagues."

Xinghe had never felt that her grandfather and I were so close in heart as we are now. She was imprisoned because of the lost shrimp-whisker hairpin, and it was wronged. When she leaned against the cold wall, she thought that Shen Zhaigong must have had the same mental journey back then, angry, wronged, confused, helpless, panicked, and even thought of death.

The people in the prison had no idea what was happening outside. This isolated place was like falling into the heart of the sea. No matter how capable you were, without a boat or an oar, what could you do with your bare hands

Xinghe's heart trembled. What did the change of situation mean? Did the emperor have a problem? Or was the prince pushed down? She was anxious and wanted to ask more questions, but the lame old eunuch ignored her and limped to the other end of the corridor.

As for the hairpin, he actually ordered Lan Chu to steal it. People should be reasonable. Why can she be assigned by Zuo Zhaoyi to lurk in the Eastern Palace, but he can't place Lan Chu next to her? Her reminder made him remember that he had to go back and send Lan Chu away, so as to avoid being exposed in the future. He said sadly: "Lan Chu is Queen Hui's person. Queen Hui is not an ordinary woman. Even if she is not the queen, every move of the Eastern Palace is under her control. As soon as the incident with Wen Changyu came out, Lan Chu was silenced. She was just fished out of the well yesterday. You didn't see it. She was soaked like a sterculia lychnophora."

As for the hairpin, he actually ordered Lan Chu to steal it. People should be reasonable. Why can she be assigned by Zuo Zhaoyi to lurk in the Eastern Palace, but he can't place Lan Chu next to her? Her reminder made him remember that he had to go back and send Lan Chu away, so as to avoid being exposed in the future. He said sadly: "Lan Chu is Queen Hui's person. Queen Hui is not an ordinary woman. Even if she is not the queen, every move of the Eastern Palace is under her control. As soon as the incident with Wen Changyu came out, Lan Chu was silenced. She was just fished out of the well yesterday. You didn't see it. She was soaked like a sterculia lychnophora."

She had thought that this was how life would end, and that they would each save their own lives. Whoever survived would light a stick of incense in front of the other's tablet during festivals, and that would be enough. She didn't expect him to speak now, at this time. She didn't know how to respond to him, so she just kissed the corner of his lips, "You are so stupid."

She worked in the prison business herself, and she knew that the worst thing was being detained indefinitely, neither convicted nor released. The task she had entrusted to the eunuch before might have gone to waste. He didn't even show up, so he must have failed to live up to her trust. Someone passed by in the corridor, and the sound of footsteps came lazily. She leaned on the cell door and looked out. An old eunuch passed by with a bucket of water. She called out to him, "Is Qiu Ling in Yongxiang? Tell him I want to see him."

It is hard to describe the feeling of camaraderie in such a situation. What else can I say? I can only ask the warden to convey my gratitude to the Minister of Justice for his kindness.

The prince thought to himself, of course it wasn't you who did it, because it was me who did it. But he pretended to be hesitant: "It's no use for me to believe you, my father doesn't believe you."

The old eunuch stopped and looked at her. "The weather outside has changed. Qiu Ling is very busy. I'm afraid he doesn't have time to see you."

The E-Ting Ling had a look on his face that seemed to be both crying and laughing, and he shook his head and said, "It's hard to say... It's hard to say..."

Xinghe was so angry at him, "You still have the leisure to joke at this time!"

What on earth does this mean? She was so anxious that she wanted to cry. Where are those thousand households who promised to swear allegiance to her? At least let her get out of here, so that we can do things next. Oh... She forgot that the Control Military Department was originally under the jurisdiction of the Crown Prince. Once something happened in the East Palace, this office should be taken over by someone else. What she is most worried about now is her family. The court has always emphasized that if one person suffers, all suffer. If she is imprisoned for this crime, her whole family will not be able to escape responsibility.

The prince said it was not enough, so he pressed her into a haystack, bit her ear and said, "Being with you is never enough, and what I said is the truth."

What on earth does this mean? She was so anxious that she wanted to cry. Where are those thousand households who promised to swear allegiance to her? At least let her get out of here, so that we can do things next. Oh... She forgot that the Control Military Department was originally under the jurisdiction of the Crown Prince. Once something happened in the East Palace, this office should be taken over by someone else. What she is most worried about now is her family. The court has always emphasized that if one person suffers, all suffer. If she is imprisoned for this crime, her whole family will not be able to escape responsibility.

He said, "Why are you crying? I never cry except when my closest relatives die." Seeing her eyelashes filled with tears, he reached out and wiped them away for her. "You are becoming more and more useless. How can someone like you be an official? Letting you stay at home to take care of the children is a compliment to you!"

Xinghe's heart trembled. What did the change of situation mean? Did the emperor have a problem? Or was the prince pushed down? She was anxious and wanted to ask more questions, but the lame old eunuch ignored her and limped to the other end of the corridor.

"Are you stupid? This isn't your home, why are you pretending to be so hypocritical?" He didn't pretend, and pulled her to sit in the haystack, patted the straw under him, and said in surprise, "I don't think other cells have as much straw as you do. You can pile it into a pile here."

The eunuch sighed helplessly: "How can we have a good harvest? We have been dismissed from our posts and are waiting for our fate."

Xinghe became more and more melancholy, "I never thought that I would shoot myself in the foot..."

She just sneered, "Even if I'm not an official, it's not your turn to yell at me. Who the hell do you think you can do that to me?"

The prince said it was not enough, so he pressed her into a haystack, bit her ear and said, "Being with you is never enough, and what I said is the truth."

She stood up and walked forward. The E-Ting Ling had a bitter expression on his face, "Well... Lord Su, get ready. I will hand it over to the Ministry of Justice later."

She was feeling sad when she heard a whooshing sound of breathing. She turned her head and saw him putting his nose against her neck.

If he was transferred from the Secret Prison to the Ministry of Justice, the charge would probably be exaggerated. She asked him hurriedly, "Master Qiu, have you heard about the previous dynasty's movements? How are my family members doing now?"

What on earth does this mean? She was so anxious that she wanted to cry. Where are those thousand households who promised to swear allegiance to her? At least let her get out of here, so that we can do things next. Oh... She forgot that the Control Military Department was originally under the jurisdiction of the Crown Prince. Once something happened in the East Palace, this office should be taken over by someone else. What she is most worried about now is her family. The court has always emphasized that if one person suffers, all suffer. If she is imprisoned for this crime, her whole family will not be able to escape responsibility.

If he was transferred from the Secret Prison to the Ministry of Justice, the charge would probably be exaggerated. She asked him hurriedly, "Master Qiu, have you heard about the previous dynasty's movements? How are my family members doing now?"

Those people who were doing the job didn't know what was right or wrong. They just knew that he was a prisoner and that he should not do anything strange and should be sent to the prison of the Ministry of Justice.

The prince said, "How am I stupid? A friend in need is a friend indeed. Now is the right time to say it." At least the rats can't get in here. To be honest, it's hard for His Royal Highness to live in this crack. If he wants to have a secret love affair with his beloved, he has to choose a place like this. But God treats him well. When no one is around and he is filled with sadness, the love words he says are not watered down. He said seriously, "I'm sincere to you. You can't just say I'm stupid and let the matter go. You have to give me an explanation."

After a long while, she put her face against the wooden fence and whispered, "Master, why are you here?"

He agreed, and whispered in her ear again, his voice very low and slow, "Xinghe, I calculated, we have been together for eleven years and seven months. You have been with me all these years, whether I am happy or sad, you have never hurt me. I know why you came to the East Palace and whose orders you followed. I wanted to tell you in detail many times, but I didn't dare, for fear that once I exposed it, you and I would be irreconcilable. I would rather you pretend to obey me but disobey me, even if you are full of calculations, I will accept it. Do you know why? It's not just because of the friendship we grew up together, but also because I admire you - not like you, but love you, I love you."

Xinghe became more and more melancholy, "I never thought that I would shoot myself in the foot..."

She stood up and walked forward. The E-Ting Ling had a bitter expression on his face, "Well... Lord Su, get ready. I will hand it over to the Ministry of Justice later."

The pawn was reprimanded by her and swallowed timidly, but still mustered up the courage to say, "Don't you know what situation you are in? Jinyi has great official power, but it's a pity that it's useless now..." Before he could finish his words, she slapped him in the face, making his eyes see stars.

In the small cell, she wandered around like a trapped beast. She couldn't stand the stinky clothes on her body, and her head hurt so much that it felt like it was going to explode.

"What's your fetish? Do you like the smell of sweat?" She was a little embarrassed. "I haven't had a good shower in all these days. I feel smelly."

She said, "I negotiated with the warden. There's no one else here anyway, and the grass is just sitting there doing nothing."

The eunuch sighed helplessly: "How can we have a good harvest? We have been dismissed from our posts and are waiting for our fate."

Time was so unbearable that she didn't know how she managed to wait until dark. Suddenly, she heard a heavy creaking sound from the door, and someone finally came.

If he was transferred from the Secret Prison to the Ministry of Justice, the charge would probably be exaggerated. She asked him hurriedly, "Master Qiu, have you heard about the previous dynasty's movements? How are my family members doing now?"

The E-Ting Ling had a look on his face that seemed to be both crying and laughing, and he shook his head and said, "It's hard to say... It's hard to say..."

It is hard to describe the feeling of camaraderie in such a situation. What else can I say? I can only ask the warden to convey my gratitude to the Minister of Justice for his kindness.

Xinghe didn't think so. At the beginning, the Su family was determined to push him down, and she had a good idea in her heart, because she was sure that she could save him. Now that she came in, the Su family was finished. From now on, Queen Hui was in power, and the deposed prince was a thorn in their eyes. Maybe he would not sit and wait for death, but she was not by his side, and he couldn't let it go anyway.

She glared at him resentfully, but then she clung to him and held his arm tightly, refusing to let go.

Xinghe's heart trembled. What did the change of situation mean? Did the emperor have a problem? Or was the prince pushed down? She was anxious and wanted to ask more questions, but the lame old eunuch ignored her and limped to the other end of the corridor.

Xinghe didn't think so. At the beginning, the Su family was determined to push him down, and she had a good idea in her heart, because she was sure that she could save him. Now that she came in, the Su family was finished. From now on, Queen Hui was in power, and the deposed prince was a thorn in their eyes. Maybe he would not sit and wait for death, but she was not by his side, and he couldn't let it go anyway.

If he was transferred from the Secret Prison to the Ministry of Justice, the charge would probably be exaggerated. She asked him hurriedly, "Master Qiu, have you heard about the previous dynasty's movements? How are my family members doing now?"

She stood up and walked forward. The E-Ting Ling had a bitter expression on his face, "Well... Lord Su, get ready. I will hand it over to the Ministry of Justice later."

She had thought that this was how life would end, and that they would each save their own lives. Whoever survived would light a stick of incense in front of the other's tablet during festivals, and that would be enough. She didn't expect him to speak now, at this time. She didn't know how to respond to him, so she just kissed the corner of his lips, "You are so stupid."

But I can't die, because if I die, it would be suicide out of fear of sin, and it would be fulfilling other people's wishes. However, living hopelessly really requires more courage than dying.

Her mind was in a mess, and she had no clue what to do. The distance from the secret prison to the Ministry of Justice was too short. She had just taken a breath when she entered another larger prison. She thought that the whole world would be filled with the cries of female prisoners, but strangely, from the entrance to the deep end of the prison, it was empty all the way, and she didn't even see a single person.

The warden said, "The new place has just been built, and it's not just for female prisoners, it just hasn't been put into use yet. You are the only female official in this dynasty, so this place was specially set aside for you. Our masters said that we are finally colleagues."

There was a hole in the window of the room where Xinghe was, and light came through the wooden boards nailed shut. Although no one could be seen coming and going, she could still distinguish between day and night. She had been waiting for someone to come and interrogate her, but for two days, no one mentioned her, which made people wonder if the people outside had forgotten about her.

She just sneered, "Even if I'm not an official, it's not your turn to yell at me. Who the hell do you think you can do that to me?"

If he was transferred from the Secret Prison to the Ministry of Justice, the charge would probably be exaggerated. She asked him hurriedly, "Master Qiu, have you heard about the previous dynasty's movements? How are my family members doing now?"

The huge pain strangled her throat, and at that moment she almost cried out in grief. The prince signaled the jailer to open the door, and finally stuffed a piece of silver into the jailer's hand, "Go away, I will talk to Lord Su for a while."

She stood there in a daze, unable to come back to her senses for a long time, and finally asked after a long while: "How is the prince now?"

At times like this, they felt like they were relying on each other for survival when disaster strikes. It turns out that this is what happens when a building collapses overnight. She was extremely sad and turned around to hug his neck, "You must be careful when you are outside, be careful of hidden arrows, and be careful with food, and make sure to let someone try it first, remember?"

The eunuch sighed helplessly: "How can we have a good harvest? We have been dismissed from our posts and are waiting for our fate."

She had thought that this was how life would end, and that they would each save their own lives. Whoever survived would light a stick of incense in front of the other's tablet during festivals, and that would be enough. She didn't expect him to speak now, at this time. She didn't know how to respond to him, so she just kissed the corner of his lips, "You are so stupid."

Xinghe didn't think so. At the beginning, the Su family was determined to push him down, and she had a good idea in her heart, because she was sure that she could save him. Now that she came in, the Su family was finished. From now on, Queen Hui was in power, and the deposed prince was a thorn in their eyes. Maybe he would not sit and wait for death, but she was not by his side, and he couldn't let it go anyway.

The eunuch sighed helplessly: "How can we have a good harvest? We have been dismissed from our posts and are waiting for our fate."

A pawn was annoyed by her dawdling and pushed her, "Hurry up!"

Xinghe had never felt that her grandfather and I were so close in heart as we are now. She was imprisoned because of the lost shrimp-whisker hairpin, and it was wronged. When she leaned against the cold wall, she thought that Shen Zhaigong must have had the same mental journey back then, angry, wronged, confused, helpless, panicked, and even thought of death.

She hit him, "You came here just to make fun of me?"

She stood there in a daze, unable to come back to her senses for a long time, and finally asked after a long while: "How is the prince now?"

The prince seemed to be on a spring and pushed forward. Seeing her surprised look, he smiled shyly and said, "Xinghe, let me ask you a question. If we all had to die tomorrow, what would be your biggest regret?"

She was feeling sad when she heard a whooshing sound of breathing. She turned her head and saw him putting his nose against her neck.

She stood there in a daze, unable to come back to her senses for a long time, and finally asked after a long while: "How is the prince now?"

The E-Ting Ling had a look on his face that seemed to be both crying and laughing, and he shook his head and said, "It's hard to say... It's hard to say..."

She worked in the prison business herself, and she knew that the worst thing was being detained indefinitely, neither convicted nor released. The task she had entrusted to the eunuch before might have gone to waste. He didn't even show up, so he must have failed to live up to her trust. Someone passed by in the corridor, and the sound of footsteps came lazily. She leaned on the cell door and looked out. An old eunuch passed by with a bucket of water. She called out to him, "Is Qiu Ling in Yongxiang? Tell him I want to see him."

If you say something that you shouldn't say, it will only add to your troubles, but if you don't say it, you'll feel regretful because maybe you won't have the chance again in the future.

There was a hole in the window of the room where Xinghe was, and light came through the wooden boards nailed shut. Although no one could be seen coming and going, she could still distinguish between day and night. She had been waiting for someone to come and interrogate her, but for two days, no one mentioned her, which made people wonder if the people outside had forgotten about her.

The prince exclaimed: "You are a man who will never mistreat yourself until you die."

"What's your fetish? Do you like the smell of sweat?" She was a little embarrassed. "I haven't had a good shower in all these days. I feel smelly."

Does that mean she is the only one imprisoned in this prison? She looked around and saw that it was not just that no one was there, but the cleanliness of the prison was also incomparable to the secret prison.

She asked the warden, "Why are there no other female prisoners here?"

She was furious: "But the hairpin was lost a long time ago. It was the time when you asked me to move into Guangtian Palace. I was rummaging around at night and opened my makeup box and found it was missing. I was afraid that there would be mistakes in the future, so I specifically asked Lan Chu to report to the E-Ting Ling. As a result, the E-Ting Ling said that he had no record of this and refused to acknowledge it. The only thing I can do now is to ask Lan Chu - if she is still alive."

Xinghe became more and more melancholy, "I never thought that I would shoot myself in the foot..."

He said nothing, but just hugged her tightly.

She was furious: "But the hairpin was lost a long time ago. It was the time when you asked me to move into Guangtian Palace. I was rummaging around at night and opened my makeup box and found it was missing. I was afraid that there would be mistakes in the future, so I specifically asked Lan Chu to report to the E-Ting Ling. As a result, the E-Ting Ling said that he had no record of this and refused to acknowledge it. The only thing I can do now is to ask Lan Chu - if she is still alive."

The Ministry of Justice came to take the prisoners. Usually, serious criminals were handed over at night. After she stepped out of the prison door and returned to the world for a short time, she found that the air outside was so good. She breathed greedily like a person who was about to die. Even if the bailiffs hurried her, she didn't care.

The old eunuch stopped and looked at her. "The weather outside has changed. Qiu Ling is very busy. I'm afraid he doesn't have time to see you."

He said nothing, but just hugged her tightly.

Xinghe closed her eyes sadly, "I think so too, we are not children anymore, there is no need to hide anything." She raised her hand and touched his butt.

Her mind was in a mess, and she had no clue what to do. The distance from the secret prison to the Ministry of Justice was too short. She had just taken a breath when she entered another larger prison. She thought that the whole world would be filled with the cries of female prisoners, but strangely, from the entrance to the deep end of the prison, it was empty all the way, and she didn't even see a single person.

She asked the warden, "Why are there no other female prisoners here?"

But something seemed a little off. In the past, the prince paid much attention to his appearance and was always glittering with gold. Today, without accessories, although he was still as bright as the moon, his spirit seemed to be much weaker than before.

All the respectability and splendor are achieved through thousands of subtle flatteries. There is no one to flatter you in this prison, so who do you think you are

Amitabha, the prince secretly groaned, "I am so sorry, I am so sorry to my father." He said perfunctorily, "It's not his fault. There have been so many things happening in the palace recently. Empress Hui is very careful and this time she was really fooled. As for the hairpin, I saw it, it's yours. If I hadn't broken off your beard before, it would have been hard to identify it."

Those people who were doing the job didn't know what was right or wrong. They just knew that he was a prisoner and that he should not do anything strange and should be sent to the prison of the Ministry of Justice.

The E-Ting Ling had a look on his face that seemed to be both crying and laughing, and he shook his head and said, "It's hard to say... It's hard to say..."

She was about to cry, and he took her into his arms and comforted her, "I'll think of another way. At most, I will no longer be the crown prince. In fact, after so many years of struggling in the world of fame and fortune, I am tired of it. If you want to take away my title of crown prince, it's up to you. I don't care."

Xinghe was annoyed and muttered, "How could the emperor be so stupid and only listen to one side of the story!"

A pawn was annoyed by her dawdling and pushed her, "Hurry up!"

Xinghe's heart trembled. What did the change of situation mean? Did the emperor have a problem? Or was the prince pushed down? She was anxious and wanted to ask more questions, but the lame old eunuch ignored her and limped to the other end of the corridor.

She worked in the prison business herself, and she knew that the worst thing was being detained indefinitely, neither convicted nor released. The task she had entrusted to the eunuch before might have gone to waste. He didn't even show up, so he must have failed to live up to her trust. Someone passed by in the corridor, and the sound of footsteps came lazily. She leaned on the cell door and looked out. An old eunuch passed by with a bucket of water. She called out to him, "Is Qiu Ling in Yongxiang? Tell him I want to see him."

She turned around and looked at him, her eyes sharp as a knife: "I still hold an official position, how dare you use force against me?"

The Ministry of Justice came to take the prisoners. Usually, serious criminals were handed over at night. After she stepped out of the prison door and returned to the world for a short time, she found that the air outside was so good. She breathed greedily like a person who was about to die. Even if the bailiffs hurried her, she didn't care.

At times like this, they felt like they were relying on each other for survival when disaster strikes. It turns out that this is what happens when a building collapses overnight. She was extremely sad and turned around to hug his neck, "You must be careful when you are outside, be careful of hidden arrows, and be careful with food, and make sure to let someone try it first, remember?"

The Ministry of Justice came to take the prisoners. Usually, serious criminals were handed over at night. After she stepped out of the prison door and returned to the world for a short time, she found that the air outside was so good. She breathed greedily like a person who was about to die. Even if the bailiffs hurried her, she didn't care.

He stepped in and motioned her to be quiet. "Things are different now. I am now a crown prince in name only. I can be dismissed any day. I am no longer the regent, and I am no longer the Crown Prince. I will come in to keep you company and wait for death together."

"What's your fetish? Do you like the smell of sweat?" She was a little embarrassed. "I haven't had a good shower in all these days. I feel smelly."

Although the Jinyi Envoy has fallen from grace, his might is still there. He dared to walk sideways on the imperial road. The Ministry of Justice and the Supervisory Office are nothing in front of the Control Military Department!

As for the hairpin, he actually ordered Lan Chu to steal it. People should be reasonable. Why can she be assigned by Zuo Zhaoyi to lurk in the Eastern Palace, but he can't place Lan Chu next to her? Her reminder made him remember that he had to go back and send Lan Chu away, so as to avoid being exposed in the future. He said sadly: "Lan Chu is Queen Hui's person. Queen Hui is not an ordinary woman. Even if she is not the queen, every move of the Eastern Palace is under her control. As soon as the incident with Wen Changyu came out, Lan Chu was silenced. She was just fished out of the well yesterday. You didn't see it. She was soaked like a sterculia lychnophora."

He said, "Why are you crying? I never cry except when my closest relatives die." Seeing her eyelashes filled with tears, he reached out and wiped them away for her. "You are becoming more and more useless. How can someone like you be an official? Letting you stay at home to take care of the children is a compliment to you!"

The prince said, "How am I stupid? A friend in need is a friend indeed. Now is the right time to say it." At least the rats can't get in here. To be honest, it's hard for His Royal Highness to live in this crack. If he wants to have a secret love affair with his beloved, he has to choose a place like this. But God treats him well. When no one is around and he is filled with sadness, the love words he says are not watered down. He said seriously, "I'm sincere to you. You can't just say I'm stupid and let the matter go. You have to give me an explanation."

If he was transferred from the Secret Prison to the Ministry of Justice, the charge would probably be exaggerated. She asked him hurriedly, "Master Qiu, have you heard about the previous dynasty's movements? How are my family members doing now?"

It is hard to describe the feeling of camaraderie in such a situation. What else can I say? I can only ask the warden to convey my gratitude to the Minister of Justice for his kindness.

A pawn was annoyed by her dawdling and pushed her, "Hurry up!"

The pawn was reprimanded by her and swallowed timidly, but still mustered up the courage to say, "Don't you know what situation you are in? Jinyi has great official power, but it's a pity that it's useless now..." Before he could finish his words, she slapped him in the face, making his eyes see stars.

She stood there in a daze, unable to come back to her senses for a long time, and finally asked after a long while: "How is the prince now?"

He had a smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with endless suffering. He was still as usual, with his hands open and his heart empty waiting for her. She soon leaned in, clinging to him tightly, and her trembling heart found a moment of peace. Being with him, she felt as if everything was not a problem, and that one day the clouds and fog would clear.

Xinghe's heart trembled. What did the change of situation mean? Did the emperor have a problem? Or was the prince pushed down? She was anxious and wanted to ask more questions, but the lame old eunuch ignored her and limped to the other end of the corridor.

Xinghe had never felt that her grandfather and I were so close in heart as we are now. She was imprisoned because of the lost shrimp-whisker hairpin, and it was wronged. When she leaned against the cold wall, she thought that Shen Zhaigong must have had the same mental journey back then, angry, wronged, confused, helpless, panicked, and even thought of death.

She thought that after entering the Ministry of Justice, she would soon be tried. The whole story kept turning over in her mind, and she had thought about how to answer in a more favorable way. However, as before, the chief judge did not summon her, and the case was left unattended. During this period, she received an imperial decree that she was stripped of her title of Jinyishi, and she could no longer wear her official uniform.

"Are you stupid? This isn't your home, why are you pretending to be so hypocritical?" He didn't pretend, and pulled her to sit in the haystack, patted the straw under him, and said in surprise, "I don't think other cells have as much straw as you do. You can pile it into a pile here."

Suddenly, she heard footsteps. She listened carefully and realized that they were familiar to her. She jumped up and pressed her head against the cell door. From here, she could see half of the corridor.

The prince said, "How am I stupid? A friend in need is a friend indeed. Now is the right time to say it." At least the rats can't get in here. To be honest, it's hard for His Royal Highness to live in this crack. If he wants to have a secret love affair with his beloved, he has to choose a place like this. But God treats him well. When no one is around and he is filled with sadness, the love words he says are not watered down. He said seriously, "I'm sincere to you. You can't just say I'm stupid and let the matter go. You have to give me an explanation."

She just sneered, "Even if I'm not an official, it's not your turn to yell at me. Who the hell do you think you can do that to me?"

She rested her head on his shoulder and murmured, "Whether that hairpin is mine or not, I still haven't seen it. I definitely didn't do this, do you believe me?"

After a long while, she put her face against the wooden fence and whispered, "Master, why are you here?"

He said, "Why are you crying? I never cry except when my closest relatives die." Seeing her eyelashes filled with tears, he reached out and wiped them away for her. "You are becoming more and more useless. How can someone like you be an official? Letting you stay at home to take care of the children is a compliment to you!"

The pawn was so angry that his face turned pale, and the people walking beside him covered their mouths and laughed secretly, hoping that there would be a commotion, because it would be interesting to watch. But as she said, she had a title, and before she was convicted and punished, she was still an official appointed by the court.

When did the prince have to rely on bribes like this to get others to obey his orders? Xinghe watched the pawn walk away with the silver in his hand, feeling more and more sad and angry, "Why do you have to do this?"

She worked in the prison business herself, and she knew that the worst thing was being detained indefinitely, neither convicted nor released. The task she had entrusted to the eunuch before might have gone to waste. He didn't even show up, so he must have failed to live up to her trust. Someone passed by in the corridor, and the sound of footsteps came lazily. She leaned on the cell door and looked out. An old eunuch passed by with a bucket of water. She called out to him, "Is Qiu Ling in Yongxiang? Tell him I want to see him."

When she said this, the prince suddenly realized that he had forgotten Lan Chu. That girl was now alive and well in the Women's Courtyard.

Xinghe's heart trembled. What did the change of situation mean? Did the emperor have a problem? Or was the prince pushed down? She was anxious and wanted to ask more questions, but the lame old eunuch ignored her and limped to the other end of the corridor.

Xinghe hesitated for a moment, "What explanation do you want me to give you? Isn't it enough to kiss and hug like this?"

The huge pain strangled her throat, and at that moment she almost cried out in grief. The prince signaled the jailer to open the door, and finally stuffed a piece of silver into the jailer's hand, "Go away, I will talk to Lord Su for a while."

The huge pain strangled her throat, and at that moment she almost cried out in grief. The prince signaled the jailer to open the door, and finally stuffed a piece of silver into the jailer's hand, "Go away, I will talk to Lord Su for a while."

Xinghe closed her eyes sadly, "I think so too, we are not children anymore, there is no need to hide anything." She raised her hand and touched his butt.

So what if I got beaten? Just consider it bad luck! The pawn rubbed his face and said, "Okay, okay, I can't afford to offend a big shot like you. Please don't make things difficult for us soldiers. If you have the guts, go and show your teeth to the Shangshu."

Her mind was in a mess, and she had no clue what to do. The distance from the secret prison to the Ministry of Justice was too short. She had just taken a breath when she entered another larger prison. She thought that the whole world would be filled with the cries of female prisoners, but strangely, from the entrance to the deep end of the prison, it was empty all the way, and she didn't even see a single person.

"It's a pity that I have no place for you to sit," she said sadly, "and no tea to serve you."

The prince said, "I came to see you. I am the only one in the world who remembers you."

She glared at him resentfully, but then she clung to him and held his arm tightly, refusing to let go.

When she said this, the prince suddenly realized that he had forgotten Lan Chu. That girl was now alive and well in the Women's Courtyard.

Xinghe ignored them, still having some hope in her heart. The shrimp-whisker hairpin was now binding the fate of the prince. Unless the emperor gave up on him completely, the case would never be hastily closed. So she waited for the time being. As long as there was a chance for the trial, there would be a chance to clarify the case. But she had to be prepared. If Empress Hui had the upper hand at this moment, she would definitely not miss the opportunity to capture the prince and the Su family in one fell swoop.

She was feeling sad when she heard a whooshing sound of breathing. She turned her head and saw him putting his nose against her neck.

As for the hairpin, he actually ordered Lan Chu to steal it. People should be reasonable. Why can she be assigned by Zuo Zhaoyi to lurk in the Eastern Palace, but he can't place Lan Chu next to her? Her reminder made him remember that he had to go back and send Lan Chu away, so as to avoid being exposed in the future. He said sadly: "Lan Chu is Queen Hui's person. Queen Hui is not an ordinary woman. Even if she is not the queen, every move of the Eastern Palace is under her control. As soon as the incident with Wen Changyu came out, Lan Chu was silenced. She was just fished out of the well yesterday. You didn't see it. She was soaked like a sterculia lychnophora."

She was feeling sad when she heard a whooshing sound of breathing. She turned her head and saw him putting his nose against her neck.

Her mind was in a mess, and she had no clue what to do. The distance from the secret prison to the Ministry of Justice was too short. She had just taken a breath when she entered another larger prison. She thought that the whole world would be filled with the cries of female prisoners, but strangely, from the entrance to the deep end of the prison, it was empty all the way, and she didn't even see a single person.

The prince thought to himself, of course it wasn't you who did it, because it was me who did it. But he pretended to be hesitant: "It's no use for me to believe you, my father doesn't believe you."

Her mind was in a mess, and she had no clue what to do. The distance from the secret prison to the Ministry of Justice was too short. She had just taken a breath when she entered another larger prison. She thought that the whole world would be filled with the cries of female prisoners, but strangely, from the entrance to the deep end of the prison, it was empty all the way, and she didn't even see a single person.

She rested her head on his shoulder and murmured, "Whether that hairpin is mine or not, I still haven't seen it. I definitely didn't do this, do you believe me?"

She glared at him resentfully, but then she clung to him and held his arm tightly, refusing to let go.

She was about to cry, and he took her into his arms and comforted her, "I'll think of another way. At most, I will no longer be the crown prince. In fact, after so many years of struggling in the world of fame and fortune, I am tired of it. If you want to take away my title of crown prince, it's up to you. I don't care."

Does that mean she is the only one imprisoned in this prison? She looked around and saw that it was not just that no one was there, but the cleanliness of the prison was also incomparable to the secret prison.

Those people who were doing the job didn't know what was right or wrong. They just knew that he was a prisoner and that he should not do anything strange and should be sent to the prison of the Ministry of Justice.

She worked in the prison business herself, and she knew that the worst thing was being detained indefinitely, neither convicted nor released. The task she had entrusted to the eunuch before might have gone to waste. He didn't even show up, so he must have failed to live up to her trust. Someone passed by in the corridor, and the sound of footsteps came lazily. She leaned on the cell door and looked out. An old eunuch passed by with a bucket of water. She called out to him, "Is Qiu Ling in Yongxiang? Tell him I want to see him."

"As expected..." She said sadly, "I can't escape. But now that she's dead, there's no evidence. It'll be even harder for me to clear my name."

But something seemed a little off. In the past, the prince paid much attention to his appearance and was always glittering with gold. Today, without accessories, although he was still as bright as the moon, his spirit seemed to be much weaker than before.

She hit him, "You came here just to make fun of me?"

She stood there in a daze, unable to come back to her senses for a long time, and finally asked after a long while: "How is the prince now?"

Suddenly, she heard footsteps. She listened carefully and realized that they were familiar to her. She jumped up and pressed her head against the cell door. From here, she could see half of the corridor.

Xinghe didn't think so. At the beginning, the Su family was determined to push him down, and she had a good idea in her heart, because she was sure that she could save him. Now that she came in, the Su family was finished. From now on, Queen Hui was in power, and the deposed prince was a thorn in their eyes. Maybe he would not sit and wait for death, but she was not by his side, and he couldn't let it go anyway.

She asked the warden, "Why are there no other female prisoners here?"

She was about to cry, and he took her into his arms and comforted her, "I'll think of another way. At most, I will no longer be the crown prince. In fact, after so many years of struggling in the world of fame and fortune, I am tired of it. If you want to take away my title of crown prince, it's up to you. I don't care."

But I can't die, because if I die, it would be suicide out of fear of sin, and it would be fulfilling other people's wishes. However, living hopelessly really requires more courage than dying.

The warden said, "The new place has just been built, and it's not just for female prisoners, it just hasn't been put into use yet. You are the only female official in this dynasty, so this place was specially set aside for you. Our masters said that we are finally colleagues."

The prince thought to himself, of course it wasn't you who did it, because it was me who did it. But he pretended to be hesitant: "It's no use for me to believe you, my father doesn't believe you."

There was only a thin layer of window paper between them, which could be broken by just a slight poke if anyone had the courage. But they both gritted their teeth and persisted, and no one had the courage to touch. If they were not at the end of their rope, they might have continued, until Xinghe was out of the palace and married someone else, and their fate would have ended, and they would have missed their whole life.

The old eunuch stopped and looked at her. "The weather outside has changed. Qiu Ling is very busy. I'm afraid he doesn't have time to see you."

Those people who were doing the job didn't know what was right or wrong. They just knew that he was a prisoner and that he should not do anything strange and should be sent to the prison of the Ministry of Justice.

But I can't die, because if I die, it would be suicide out of fear of sin, and it would be fulfilling other people's wishes. However, living hopelessly really requires more courage than dying.

It is hard to describe the feeling of camaraderie in such a situation. What else can I say? I can only ask the warden to convey my gratitude to the Minister of Justice for his kindness.

She worked in the prison business herself, and she knew that the worst thing was being detained indefinitely, neither convicted nor released. The task she had entrusted to the eunuch before might have gone to waste. He didn't even show up, so he must have failed to live up to her trust. Someone passed by in the corridor, and the sound of footsteps came lazily. She leaned on the cell door and looked out. An old eunuch passed by with a bucket of water. She called out to him, "Is Qiu Ling in Yongxiang? Tell him I want to see him."

But I can't die, because if I die, it would be suicide out of fear of sin, and it would be fulfilling other people's wishes. However, living hopelessly really requires more courage than dying.

There was a hole in the window of the room where Xinghe was, and light came through the wooden boards nailed shut. Although no one could be seen coming and going, she could still distinguish between day and night. She had been waiting for someone to come and interrogate her, but for two days, no one mentioned her, which made people wonder if the people outside had forgotten about her.

The Ministry of Justice came to take the prisoners. Usually, serious criminals were handed over at night. After she stepped out of the prison door and returned to the world for a short time, she found that the air outside was so good. She breathed greedily like a person who was about to die. Even if the bailiffs hurried her, she didn't care.

He stepped in and motioned her to be quiet. "Things are different now. I am now a crown prince in name only. I can be dismissed any day. I am no longer the regent, and I am no longer the Crown Prince. I will come in to keep you company and wait for death together."

She thought that after entering the Ministry of Justice, she would soon be tried. The whole story kept turning over in her mind, and she had thought about how to answer in a more favorable way. However, as before, the chief judge did not summon her, and the case was left unattended. During this period, she received an imperial decree that she was stripped of her title of Jinyishi, and she could no longer wear her official uniform.

Xinghe felt like she was going crazy. She started walking around in the cell, scratching the cracks in the bricks, and wrote two big words on the wall: "Unjust". After she finished writing, she admired it and found that using stones was not as good as using pens. These two words were a bit embarrassing for her. So she scratched hard again, sat on the ground against the wall, propped up her legs, hunched over, and rested her face on her knees.

The Ministry of Justice came to take the prisoners. Usually, serious criminals were handed over at night. After she stepped out of the prison door and returned to the world for a short time, she found that the air outside was so good. She breathed greedily like a person who was about to die. Even if the bailiffs hurried her, she didn't care.

She was feeling sad when she heard a whooshing sound of breathing. She turned her head and saw him putting his nose against her neck.

When she said this, the prince suddenly realized that he had forgotten Lan Chu. That girl was now alive and well in the Women's Courtyard.

The jailer brought in the prison uniform. She looked at it on her chest and saw that there was no big "prisoner" printed on it. Perhaps because she still held the position of Minister of the Eastern Palace, her salary was good, and she was provided with clean water in addition to three meals a day. She carried the prison uniform and walked around the cell twice, scrubbed it, and put it on.

"What's your fetish? Do you like the smell of sweat?" She was a little embarrassed. "I haven't had a good shower in all these days. I feel smelly."

Her mind was in a mess, and she had no clue what to do. The distance from the secret prison to the Ministry of Justice was too short. She had just taken a breath when she entered another larger prison. She thought that the whole world would be filled with the cries of female prisoners, but strangely, from the entrance to the deep end of the prison, it was empty all the way, and she didn't even see a single person.

The footsteps were getting closer, and finally a piece of Buddha's head green robe came into view. The man was in casual clothes, with no complicated accessories around his waist and no golden crown on his head. She only took one look at him, and tears came to her eyes, like a long drought finally ending in a downpour, half joy, half hope.

It is said that the world outside is in turmoil, and the life of Su Daxueshi and Xinghai is not easy. They were affected by her and were thrown into prison on the third day of suspension. She felt discouraged when she heard the news. She sat on the ground and thought, planning for so long, struggling so much, and calculating so much, but in the end, this is the end. If the deceased Shen Zhaigong knew about it, he would sit on the grave and cry! The descendants are incompetent and unable to protect themselves. Fifteen years is a cycle. Fifteen years ago, it was Shen Zhaigong who suffered, and fifteen years later, it is their turn.

He said nothing, but just hugged her tightly.

The prince said, "How am I stupid? A friend in need is a friend indeed. Now is the right time to say it." At least the rats can't get in here. To be honest, it's hard for His Royal Highness to live in this crack. If he wants to have a secret love affair with his beloved, he has to choose a place like this. But God treats him well. When no one is around and he is filled with sadness, the love words he says are not watered down. He said seriously, "I'm sincere to you. You can't just say I'm stupid and let the matter go. You have to give me an explanation."

"Are you stupid? This isn't your home, why are you pretending to be so hypocritical?" He didn't pretend, and pulled her to sit in the haystack, patted the straw under him, and said in surprise, "I don't think other cells have as much straw as you do. You can pile it into a pile here."

Xinghe became more and more melancholy, "I never thought that I would shoot myself in the foot..."

Xinghe ignored them, still having some hope in her heart. The shrimp-whisker hairpin was now binding the fate of the prince. Unless the emperor gave up on him completely, the case would never be hastily closed. So she waited for the time being. As long as there was a chance for the trial, there would be a chance to clarify the case. But she had to be prepared. If Empress Hui had the upper hand at this moment, she would definitely not miss the opportunity to capture the prince and the Su family in one fell swoop.

Xinghe had never felt that her grandfather and I were so close in heart as we are now. She was imprisoned because of the lost shrimp-whisker hairpin, and it was wronged. When she leaned against the cold wall, she thought that Shen Zhaigong must have had the same mental journey back then, angry, wronged, confused, helpless, panicked, and even thought of death.

"Are you stupid? This isn't your home, why are you pretending to be so hypocritical?" He didn't pretend, and pulled her to sit in the haystack, patted the straw under him, and said in surprise, "I don't think other cells have as much straw as you do. You can pile it into a pile here."

If you say something that you shouldn't say, it will only add to your troubles, but if you don't say it, you'll feel regretful because maybe you won't have the chance again in the future.

The pawn was so angry that his face turned pale, and the people walking beside him covered their mouths and laughed secretly, hoping that there would be a commotion, because it would be interesting to watch. But as she said, she had a title, and before she was convicted and punished, she was still an official appointed by the court.

When she said this, the prince suddenly realized that he had forgotten Lan Chu. That girl was now alive and well in the Women's Courtyard.

In Xinghe's eyes, the innocence of the female official has always been a tribute to these nobles. It is her duty to accompany the master to perform some intimate scenes. But after many times, it will break the ice and reach his heart. She can feel that he likes her, even if he never says it, she knows it. What about herself, what can she give back to him? She must take a huge risk and take care of him at all costs.

But I can't die, because if I die, it would be suicide out of fear of sin, and it would be fulfilling other people's wishes. However, living hopelessly really requires more courage than dying.

Her mind was in a mess, and she had no clue what to do. The distance from the secret prison to the Ministry of Justice was too short. She had just taken a breath when she entered another larger prison. She thought that the whole world would be filled with the cries of female prisoners, but strangely, from the entrance to the deep end of the prison, it was empty all the way, and she didn't even see a single person.

The prince seemed to be on a spring and pushed forward. Seeing her surprised look, he smiled shyly and said, "Xinghe, let me ask you a question. If we all had to die tomorrow, what would be your biggest regret?"

She turned around and looked at him, her eyes sharp as a knife: "I still hold an official position, how dare you use force against me?"

At times like this, they felt like they were relying on each other for survival when disaster strikes. It turns out that this is what happens when a building collapses overnight. She was extremely sad and turned around to hug his neck, "You must be careful when you are outside, be careful of hidden arrows, and be careful with food, and make sure to let someone try it first, remember?"

The huge pain strangled her throat, and at that moment she almost cried out in grief. The prince signaled the jailer to open the door, and finally stuffed a piece of silver into the jailer's hand, "Go away, I will talk to Lord Su for a while."

If he was transferred from the Secret Prison to the Ministry of Justice, the charge would probably be exaggerated. She asked him hurriedly, "Master Qiu, have you heard about the previous dynasty's movements? How are my family members doing now?"

Xinghe felt like she was going crazy. She started walking around in the cell, scratching the cracks in the bricks, and wrote two big words on the wall: "Unjust". After she finished writing, she admired it and found that using stones was not as good as using pens. These two words were a bit embarrassing for her. So she scratched hard again, sat on the ground against the wall, propped up her legs, hunched over, and rested her face on her knees.

There was a hole in the window of the room where Xinghe was, and light came through the wooden boards nailed shut. Although no one could be seen coming and going, she could still distinguish between day and night. She had been waiting for someone to come and interrogate her, but for two days, no one mentioned her, which made people wonder if the people outside had forgotten about her.

Xinghe became more and more melancholy, "I never thought that I would shoot myself in the foot..."

Suddenly, she heard footsteps. She listened carefully and realized that they were familiar to her. She jumped up and pressed her head against the cell door. From here, she could see half of the corridor.

He said, "Why are you crying? I never cry except when my closest relatives die." Seeing her eyelashes filled with tears, he reached out and wiped them away for her. "You are becoming more and more useless. How can someone like you be an official? Letting you stay at home to take care of the children is a compliment to you!"

He had a smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with endless suffering. He was still as usual, with his hands open and his heart empty waiting for her. She soon leaned in, clinging to him tightly, and her trembling heart found a moment of peace. Being with him, she felt as if everything was not a problem, and that one day the clouds and fog would clear.

"Are you stupid? This isn't your home, why are you pretending to be so hypocritical?" He didn't pretend, and pulled her to sit in the haystack, patted the straw under him, and said in surprise, "I don't think other cells have as much straw as you do. You can pile it into a pile here."

It is said that the world outside is in turmoil, and the life of Su Daxueshi and Xinghai is not easy. They were affected by her and were thrown into prison on the third day of suspension. She felt discouraged when she heard the news. She sat on the ground and thought, planning for so long, struggling so much, and calculating so much, but in the end, this is the end. If the deceased Shen Zhaigong knew about it, he would sit on the grave and cry! The descendants are incompetent and unable to protect themselves. Fifteen years is a cycle. Fifteen years ago, it was Shen Zhaigong who suffered, and fifteen years later, it is their turn.

The footsteps were getting closer, and finally a piece of Buddha's head green robe came into view. The man was in casual clothes, with no complicated accessories around his waist and no golden crown on his head. She only took one look at him, and tears came to her eyes, like a long drought finally ending in a downpour, half joy, half hope.

The huge pain strangled her throat, and at that moment she almost cried out in grief. The prince signaled the jailer to open the door, and finally stuffed a piece of silver into the jailer's hand, "Go away, I will talk to Lord Su for a while."

The pawn was so angry that his face turned pale, and the people walking beside him covered their mouths and laughed secretly, hoping that there would be a commotion, because it would be interesting to watch. But as she said, she had a title, and before she was convicted and punished, she was still an official appointed by the court.

Xinghe had never felt that her grandfather and I were so close in heart as we are now. She was imprisoned because of the lost shrimp-whisker hairpin, and it was wronged. When she leaned against the cold wall, she thought that Shen Zhaigong must have had the same mental journey back then, angry, wronged, confused, helpless, panicked, and even thought of death.

But something seemed a little off. In the past, the prince paid much attention to his appearance and was always glittering with gold. Today, without accessories, although he was still as bright as the moon, his spirit seemed to be much weaker than before.

What on earth does this mean? She was so anxious that she wanted to cry. Where are those thousand households who promised to swear allegiance to her? At least let her get out of here, so that we can do things next. Oh... She forgot that the Control Military Department was originally under the jurisdiction of the Crown Prince. Once something happened in the East Palace, this office should be taken over by someone else. What she is most worried about now is her family. The court has always emphasized that if one person suffers, all suffer. If she is imprisoned for this crime, her whole family will not be able to escape responsibility.

Those people who were doing the job didn't know what was right or wrong. They just knew that he was a prisoner and that he should not do anything strange and should be sent to the prison of the Ministry of Justice.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps. She listened carefully and realized that they were familiar to her. She jumped up and pressed her head against the cell door. From here, she could see half of the corridor.

The jailer brought in the prison uniform. She looked at it on her chest and saw that there was no big "prisoner" printed on it. Perhaps because she still held the position of Minister of the Eastern Palace, her salary was good, and she was provided with clean water in addition to three meals a day. She carried the prison uniform and walked around the cell twice, scrubbed it, and put it on.

He stepped in and motioned her to be quiet. "Things are different now. I am now a crown prince in name only. I can be dismissed any day. I am no longer the regent, and I am no longer the Crown Prince. I will come in to keep you company and wait for death together."

She felt a dull pain in her heart. One was outside the prison, and the other was inside, looking at each other in silence.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps. She listened carefully and realized that they were familiar to her. She jumped up and pressed her head against the cell door. From here, she could see half of the corridor.

She stood up and walked forward. The E-Ting Ling had a bitter expression on his face, "Well... Lord Su, get ready. I will hand it over to the Ministry of Justice later."

After a long while, she put her face against the wooden fence and whispered, "Master, why are you here?"

She was about to cry, and he took her into his arms and comforted her, "I'll think of another way. At most, I will no longer be the crown prince. In fact, after so many years of struggling in the world of fame and fortune, I am tired of it. If you want to take away my title of crown prince, it's up to you. I don't care."

She stood up and walked forward. The E-Ting Ling had a bitter expression on his face, "Well... Lord Su, get ready. I will hand it over to the Ministry of Justice later."

He said no, and looked her up and down, "You look better in prison clothes than in official robes. They look like a middle garment, and you look like you are ready to sleep with me at any time."

"As expected..." She said sadly, "I can't escape. But now that she's dead, there's no evidence. It'll be even harder for me to clear my name."

All the respectability and splendor are achieved through thousands of subtle flatteries. There is no one to flatter you in this prison, so who do you think you are

Xinghe became more and more melancholy, "I never thought that I would shoot myself in the foot..."

She stood there in a daze, unable to come back to her senses for a long time, and finally asked after a long while: "How is the prince now?"

The prince said, "I came to see you. I am the only one in the world who remembers you."

The Ministry of Justice came to take the prisoners. Usually, serious criminals were handed over at night. After she stepped out of the prison door and returned to the world for a short time, she found that the air outside was so good. She breathed greedily like a person who was about to die. Even if the bailiffs hurried her, she didn't care.

The huge pain strangled her throat, and at that moment she almost cried out in grief. The prince signaled the jailer to open the door, and finally stuffed a piece of silver into the jailer's hand, "Go away, I will talk to Lord Su for a while."