Yu Wenjun shouted angrily, "Who wants to harm me? Who is it?"
He pushed Princess Ji away and kicked the wall a few times like a madman. The gray wall on the wall was already mottled and scattered. After he kicked it a few times, dust fell, and a cloud of dust rose up in the cell.
dust.
Princess Ji was choked and coughed a few times. She turned her head and took a few deep breaths before turning to look at him. When she came, she had actually prepared a lot of things to scold him and wanted to take a breath. But now that she saw him like this, she felt that she had said it.
It's useless to say that if you scold someone, the other person won't listen at all, so just take a breath to warm your stomach, there is no need to waste words.
However, Yu Wenjun vented his anger and calmed down. He fell to the ground, grabbed a handful of straw, threw it, and then slammed it on the ground. His eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, and he gnashed his teeth and murmured: "Who is the target?"
This king? Is he Yu Wenhao?"
He raised his head and looked at Princess Ji, his eyes full of confusion and grief, "I really don't understand why your arms are crooked when we are a husband and wife? As long as you help me like before, I don't have to hit Meng Yue.
It’s all your fault. It’s your indifference and indifference that started in the first place. You would rather help outsiders than help your husband. Could it be that I, the king, will treat you badly when I get a great job in the future?”
After hearing what he said, Princess Ji was stunned for a while before she laughed, "If you succeed in becoming a great treasure in the future, won't you treat me badly? I'm just afraid that once you succeed, my life will be in danger. At the beginning, you thought I didn't have any chance."
Didn't he drug me in order to move my position to make way for the concubine? It seems that the prince has forgotten everything and doesn't even remember the cruelty he has dealt."
Yu Wenjun said coldly: "Aren't you dead? After all, you are a woman, you can't achieve big things, you are petty, you only remember these small things."
Princess Ji slowly stood up and looked at the face she had known for fourteen years. She still looked so unfamiliar. She was extremely selfish and extremely arrogant. Yes, she was not dead, so she should continue to be used by him.
, this is what he thinks.
Instead, she suddenly calmed down, all her worries disappeared, and she said softly: "I came this time because Meng Xing asked me to come. She was thinking about you as her father and was afraid that you would suffer and be wronged.
I must come and see you. I originally wanted to say something to you. We have been married for more than ten years. I hope you don’t leave me with such a ferocious face. But I think I was wrong. I left. I will regret it in the future.
It’s determined that you and I will go to hell together, I just hope we don’t meet each other.”
After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked out of the cell door.
When the jailer saw this, he immediately stepped forward and locked the chains to prevent Yu Wenjun from running out.
Princess Ji paused and looked back at him, "Now that Prince Ji's Mansion no longer exists, the house number has been taken off, and the mansion has been inspected. Don't take chances, and don't act like the eldest son of your emperor. Just rely on him."
Call me Prince, he is the only one who can save your life now."
Princess Ji stepped out of the prison, and the cold air hit her. She took a deep breath, and her heart was not as heavy as when she came.
Yu Wenjun was sitting next to a pile of food. His hair was disheveled, his eyes were swollen, and his face was pale. The moment Princess Ji stepped out, he sat like this, losing all the arrogance and viciousness he had just now.
By this time, he actually knew better than anyone else that he was bluffing just to cover up the panic and fear in his heart.
His last hope was actually Princess Ji, but how could he possibly bow to her? Let alone Yu Wenhao.
He would rather die than beg Yu Wenhao.
The food was scattered all over the floor, and the aroma was still exuding.
He remembered that when she got married, she made him a bowl of sweet soup. He said it was very delicious. Since then, she has been making soup. Whenever he dines in the house, he can eat the delicious food she made.
Meals.
It turns out that they also had good times.
Yu Wenjun grabbed a piece of meat with his hand, rubbed it on his sleeve to wipe away the dust, and put it in his mouth. He didn't know what the taste was, but his mouth was full of bitterness and sourness.