Sheng Ling sat at the table, her head slightly lowered, her two little hands were placed on the table, her fingers were intertwined and clenched together. She wanted to talk. She had a lot to say. There were many things that happened between her and Li Yu. Many of them are so sweet, but they are all fake.
I want her to...how to put it.
When Sheng Ling thought of this, her eyes turned red again.
The tears were hot and filled up in the eyes, and they could not fall away, and their vision was blurred a little bit.
Ji Xili stretched out his hand and felt her shoulders shaking slightly. He gently touched her head and said softly: "Ling'er, my mother is here. Don't be afraid of anything. If you have any grievances, tell me. My father and mother will help you solve it."
Sheng Ling bit her lips, but she couldn't help but breathed a little tremblingly. She tried her best to say, "Mother, he sings well and looks great. He especially... loves me..."
These should have been things she could show off to her father, queen and mother before, but now, they are all just jokes.
Ji Xili said "Yes" and then told her calmly, "But he assassinated your father."
Shengling looked at Ji Xili blankly and shed tears, crying aggrievedly: "He was not like this before, he is very, very good..."
Ji Xili knew that the little girl was wronged, so he didn't say anything this time. He just silently hugged Sheng Ling into his arms, lowered his head and touched her head, "Ling'er thinks about it from another angle. Now I know what he is like. It’s not too late for you, right?”
Sheng Ling lay in her arms and nodded with sobs, knowing clearly what was right and wrong, but still sad.
Because even if she told her mother all the good things about Li Yu, it wouldn't be enough to say "He assassinated your father"...
Because this is the truth.
Sheng Ling gripped the corner of Ji Xili's clothes, still breathing heavily: "Mother... Father, he..."
"Your father is fine, he is just worried that you will have a hard time, so Ling'er has to be good and not make father worry, you know?" Ji Xili lowered his head and gently wiped Sheng Ling's tears.
Sheng Ling nodded, bit his lip again, raised his teary eyes and looked at Ji Xili and said, "Mother, I want to see him..."
Ji Xili looked at her, his face darkened slightly, and he said, "No."
Shengling squeezed her fingers and begged, "Mother, there are some things I want to ask him personally, and I must ask them clearly."
"You won't give up without asking?"
Sheng Ling sniffed and nodded.
Although she knew that no matter what she asked, she was just being sentimental, but she still wanted to hear it from Li Yu himself.
Ji Xili was silent for a moment, looked at Sheng Ling and said, "Okay."
Sheng Ling really needed a relief, otherwise she might just keep thinking like this.
However, Ji Xili did not trust her to go to Tianlao to meet Li Yu alone. Instead, he asked the guards to go with him, and told him to guard Li Yu carefully and not to let Li Yu take advantage of her again.
This was the first time Sheng Ling went back to see Li Yu, and he was not happy at all.
The sky prison was dark, with little sunlight coming in, and a bit eerie.
Sheng Ling didn't expect that one day he would step foot here.
She let the jailer take her to the cell where Li Yu was being held. When the jailer opened the cell door, Sheng Ling looked inside and saw Li Yu sitting calmly on the straw mat, with his hands and feet shackled. Living.
(End of chapter)