Inside the Dali Temple, there was a smell of mildew in the air. Although Xili took care of everything, the guards guarding Dali Temple still looked very good-looking.
"You have to look at the serious criminal who killed the person who is beloved by the current Holy One. Time is limited. Come out as soon as possible." The guard shook the money in his hand and looked at the men next to him and said: "Let them in."
When she heard the words 'beloved', Luo Qingchen couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.
The innermost cell where Xijin was locked was covered in moss and cobwebs.
Luo Qingchen frowned, and her heart trembled unconsciously. What happened in the past year to make Feng Sizui become so paranoid about a face.
He is so paranoid that he can imprison Xi Jin, who has been a gentleman for ten years, directly into Dali Temple. What on earth is he holding in his mind
"Hunjun!" Xili murmured and strode forward.
"What?" Luo Qingchen followed him, pursed her lips and said, "Your sister's evidence is conclusive, why is the emperor so stupid?"
Everyone has someone in their heart that they want to protect, and she is no exception.
Even though the most important thing at the moment was to help Xijin clear her name, she still couldn't bear to hear others say that Feng Si was drunk.
"Why isn't he a foolish king?" Xili turned around and said, "He would rather believe in two sisters who have just entered the palace than a sister who has spent ten years with him." A man who is obsessed with lust and is not called a faint king?"
Xili seemed very angry. After all, his sister, who had had no worries about food and clothing since childhood, was locked in such a dark and cold cage. He was unwilling to accept it.
"It's ridiculous!" Luo Qingchen narrowed her eyes coldly and looked at him very seriously: "If it hadn't been for the emperor back then, your sister would have been buried with that General Ningyuan!"
"You..." Xili was speechless, and he seemed to be able to see a hint of anger in her eyes.
But he didn't know why she was angry.
"What am I?" Luo Qingchen raised her clear eyes and said, "You also said that the evidence is conclusive in front of everyone. What do you want the emperor to do? Do you favor your sister, a murderer?"
"My sister didn't kill anyone!" Xili bit her lip and said every word as firmly as pearls.
"Did you see it?" Luo Qingchen shrugged and said with trembling eyebrows: "No one saw with their own eyes who administered the poison, and your sister can only become the target of public criticism. Feng... The emperor has done nothing wrong, is it possible that you want to let someone Does the king of the country shield and protect his subjects in front of them?"
After a while, there was silence.
Her sonorous and powerful words made Xili unable to utter a word of rebuttal. He just turned around and said lightly: "You really spoke for him."
"I'm sorry." She breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "I may not have considered your mood."
"No, you're right." Xili stepped forward without looking back.
Luo Qingchen seemed to be able to hear him say something very soft: "I just don't like hearing you praise him so much."
One was his sister, and the other was someone he trusted and admired the first time they met, but they both seemed to put in good words for a violent emperor.
"Sister..." Xili, who walked to the front and stood in front of the innermost iron prison, called softly.
Xijin in the cage was stunned, turned around slowly, and said tentatively: "Is it Xiaoli?"
"It's me, it's me, sister..."
Xijin's nose became sore and tears fell down. She almost choked with tears at every word and sentence. (To be continued)