"How dare you take action against Qingcheng because you have the heart of a bear but the courage of a leopard!" A sharp shout came from the entrance of the Tianlao, and Yun Chu's face turned pale immediately after hearing this.
The jailer also stopped dragging Qingcheng and looked at the entrance in horror.
Qingcheng held the left earring that he had taken off tightly and looked at Xuanyuan Chengtian who appeared in vain in the prison.
"Qingcheng, are you okay?" Xuanyuan Chengtian stepped forward, supported Qingcheng, and looked her up and down. His stepson turned to look at Yunchu who was standing aside: "If Qingcheng has anything
Damage, I will never let you go."
"Husband, she is a death row prisoner who killed her father with her own hands and was thrown into the sky prison." Yun Chu bit his lip and looked at Xuanyuan Chengtian and said bitterly.
Xuanyuan Chengtian was startled, and looked at Qingcheng a little at a loss. His fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes were tangled with pain. He raised his head and looked at Qingcheng as if he had made up his mind: "Even if she killed my father.
Murderer, but I'm still the same
I don’t want to see her get hurt! And I don’t think Qingcheng will kill my father, the murderer must be someone else! Do you think so? Qingcheng!” Xuanyuan Chengtian pulled her after speaking, his eyes bright,
His eyes were full of earnest expectations.
Ignoring the angry clenched fists that wanted to swallow her immediately, Yun Chu looked straight at Xuanyuan Chengtian. At this moment, his words were no less than throwing a bomb into Qingcheng's mind, which exploded immediately, as if he was deaf.
She lost all the sounds from the outside world, and only one voice hit her heart back and forth: Chengtian actually believes in me so much!
"Chengtian." Qingcheng called out with a choked voice. When he met the expectant eyes, for a moment, he really didn't want to break the dream in his heart, even if it meant cheating him. However, from Qingcheng
What came out of his mouth was: "Chengtian,,,,I'm sorry!"
Yun Chu's eyes seemed to have been ignited with a ball of fire. She raised her head high and looked at Xuanyuan Chengtian sarcastically: "Husband, is this the woman you can be indifferent to even killing a famous father and want to protect her all the time?
"
"Qingcheng!" Chengtian shouted in pain.
If Qingcheng doesn't look at him, don't look away.
Silence, a long silence, the humid air in the sky prison seemed to have stopped and became solemn.
"Qingcheng."
"Miss."
With cries of distress and surprise, Yifei and the missing butterfly appeared in everyone's sight one after another.
Butterfly left everyone behind, stepped forward and hugged Qingcheng, laying her head in her arms and sobbing: "Miss! When the fire broke out in the middle palace, I thought I would never see you again! Wow,,,,"
"Where have you been! I'm worried about you, you know?" Qingcheng touched Butterfly's crying back and asked gently.
Butterfly stopped crying and raised its head, turning to look at Xuanyuan Yifei.
"It turned out to be Yifei who took the butterfly away in advance!"
Facing Yifei, who had been staring at her without speaking, Qingcheng understood the question in his silent worried eyes. A trace of warmth spread throughout her body - it was so good to fall in love with him!
"You have suffered!" Xuanyuan Yi flew to Qingcheng, brushed her messy hair with pity, and hugged her gently in front of everyone.
"Let's go out now!" Yifei said softly, hugged her, turned around and walked out.
"She is a felon in the prison. The eldest prince cannot take her away without permission." The jailer reminded loudly and stopped in front of Xuanyuan Yifei.
Yifei snorted in displeasure, took out a card from his arms, and asked coldly: "Is this enough?"
The jailer took a careful look and immediately said respectfully: "Since he is Queen Shu Yu, the eldest prince can just take this person away!"
Qingcheng leaned on Yifei tenderly, without needing too many words, and let him hold her tightly like a little woman, all the way out of the prison.
"Qingcheng, I won't let you die."
"Yeah! I know!" Qingcheng responded sweetly, raised her head from his arms and smiled sweetly: "Besides, I can't bear to die! I can't bear to leave you!"
Xuanyuan Yifei pulled her into his arms.
"Yifei, I will place the imperial edict left by the late emperor in the vase in the palace where the Lord of Beimu Kingdom lived!"
"Haha! It's no longer needed!" Yifei said with a self-deprecating smile.
"Ah!" Qingcheng stopped, pushed away Yifei who was hugging him, and asked in surprise: "Why?"
"Because when the late emperor drafted the imperial edict for you, he also drafted another imperial edict! It was handed over to the queen and five important officials in the court respectively! If he had not passed away, everything would have been carried out according to the imperial edict!" Yifei said softly.
Explaining, as if telling something insignificant to oneself.
Qingcheng fell as if he were falling into a bottomless pit. He staggered, grabbed Yifei to hold him up, stared into his deep and dark pupils, and asked with some confidence: "How do you know?"
"The queen just announced it in the Hall of Supreme Harmony in front of all the ministers. And the imperial edict also said that she wants you to be buried with her!"
Qingcheng's soul was instantly snatched away, and her whole body was weak. She staggered a few steps, and before she fell to the ground, she was hugged by Yifei and hugged her.