Since Wen Suiyuan came here, the stone gate in the Tianzhu has never been opened. The prison guards sent food away from the small gate. Each small stone gate leading to the outside of the Tianzhu is protected by experts.

The master jailers even walked silently, so there was almost a dead quietness here, so quiet that Wen Suiyuan often felt a suffocating despair.

He felt that it was a miracle that he had survived so many days and was not driven crazy.

Sometimes he even thought that even if he could communicate with the prisoners imprisoned here, it would be considered a kind of happiness for him, but even such a simple request would be completely impossible to achieve.

After the dull sound, the sound of the stone door being closed soon sounded.

Then, another sound of a stone door rumbling open, because it was closer to a high door, and it was clearer.

Wen Suiyuan leaned against the corner of the wall and finally confirmed that someone was coming.

But, who will be the person coming?

What kind of relief does this person mean to him?

Release or death penalty?

A lot of doors, open, close, open, close...

The sound was getting closer and closer, and the sound became clearer and dull. When the last stone door opened, the sound was like thunder, shaking the eardrums buzzing.

A slender and slender figure finally appeared in Wen Suiyuan's eyes.

Slowly raising his eyes, he saw the beautiful face as unparalleled as a fairy, a calm expression, and an inviolable temperament, as if he was as unattainable as a mysterious woman in the Nine Heavens...

Wen Suiyuan's thoughts suddenly became a little dazed.

If there was no such accident, the woman would become his wife in a year - no, it should be said that he would become her husband, but not her husband, but the emperor, and the husband's minister.

Of course, even so, this is a dream thing for him. He will become the most noble existence of the entire Southern tribe except the queen.

He will have the right to embrace the most noble woman of the Southern tribe into his arms, and be worshipped by the ministers and respected by all the people because of her identity.

He has the power to decide the government affairs of the Southern tribe. Perhaps in time, the government affairs of the entire Southern tribe will fall under his control - if in the end, this woman will fall in love with him as much as the prince of Xiling.

But all these beautiful fantasies were destroyed by the prince of Xiling.

It was completely destroyed, and there was no trace of residue.

How could Wen Suiyuan not hate him?

What's the use of hatefulness?

He ended up like this now because of the prince Xiling. If it weren't for him... If it weren't for his existence, why would he be Wen Suiyuan?

...Why is this?

After blinking, Wen Suiyuan felt that the face of the woman in front of him was as crystal clear as white jade, and it was really dazzling when he looked at it, which made him feel ashamed of himself at this moment.

So he couldn't help but lower his eyes, but he didn't mean to stand up and bow - at this time, these empty tributes were too redundant for them.

My heart was stunned and thoughts flashed. His eyes drooped, landing on his shoes that could no longer see clearly. He said lightly: "Your Highness is coming today. Should you let me go or kill me?"

I haven't spoken for too long, and his voice was dry and dull, like a broken dead branch.

"If you want to let you go, do you think Gu will come in person?" Jiu Qing looked at him indifferently, "Of course, there is no need for Gu to do it yourself if he kills you."

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Chapter completed!