Yuchi Yue fed An Zhisu and finished the porridge. An Zhisu was too tired to say a word. He just closed his eyes and wanted to have a good rest. Yuchi Yue gently laid her down. There was only a pile of dead grass in the dungeon. He thought about it for a while.
, Yuchi Yue took off his gown and gently covered An Zhisu's body. An Zhisu felt a warmth. He opened his eyes and looked at Yuchi Yue and then at the gown he was wearing. He moved his mouth without making a sound. Yuchi Yue
It was clear that what she said was: "Thank you."
Yuchi Yue touched her forehead and said, "You should rest first. I will come see you tomorrow."
Then, after closing the cell door, Yuchi Yue turned around and gave An Zhisu a thoughtful look, and left without looking back. He felt that finding out the truth might be a better way to protect her than arguing with Luo Xiao and asking for her release.
Luo Xiao pushed the wheelchair to look at He Feifei's room. When he passed a certain corner, he stopped unconsciously. Here, you could see a bored figure, jumping, laughing, or spinning around. Now, now
, it was just an empty space, and he had a feeling of desolation.
But in another corner, another person, the hatred in her eyes was even deeper. She slowly turned and walked away, An Zhisu, only if you die can all this stop!
Luo Xiao finally came to his senses. When he rushed to He Feifei's yard, it was almost dark. The afterglow of the setting sun coated the entire yard with a layer of brilliant gold, and the changing colors of the clouds in the sky became darker. He glanced around the yard.
, the maid had already cleaned up all the blood in the courtyard, thinking that when she waved her hand that day, An Zhisu flew and fell like a purple butterfly. His eyes stopped at the place where she landed, which was empty and flat. What he didn't notice was that somewhere inconspicuous,
In the corner, a piece of broken porcelain, stained with blood, lay quietly there.
Luo Xiao entered the room, and He Feifei stood up to greet her. Luo Xiao lovingly held her in his arms, caressed her swollen belly and asked, "How is Feifei feeling today?"
He Feifei put his hand on Luo Xiao's and said delicately: "My concubine is fine. I just don't know what happened to the princess. Alas, maybe the prince usually neglects the princess too much. It's all Feifei's fault. She shouldn't have done it."
I always want to monopolize the prince’s favor alone..."
"She brought it upon herself. She can't die. Just give me good health. I will take care of the rest!" Luo Xiao said.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, Feifei will protect your child and let him be born safe and healthy!" He Feifei said deliberately and softly.
Luo Xiao frowned unconsciously. He really didn't believe An Zhisu was jealous. Could it be that he attacked He Feifei in order to take revenge on him for having wanted to get rid of her child? This woman was too vicious!
He Feifei saw Luo Xiao's expression was different, and an evil arc appeared at the corner of her mouth. Although Luo Xiao was ruthless, he was cruel, but after all, he also had weaknesses that he didn't even notice. These weaknesses were enough to help her destroy An Zhi.
Su, as long as she touches it gently, with Luo Xiao's intelligence and An Zhisu, you are dead!
Late at night, Luo Xiao held He Feifei in his arms and felt sleepy, so he got up. At this time, he really wanted a pot of wine.
Luo Xiao gently pushed the wheelchair out of the door. He Feifei opened his eyes, filled with resentment.
In Wangyue Pavilion, Luo Xiao saw a woman in purple sitting facing the moon from a distance. He felt uneasy for a moment. He quickly pushed the wheelchair and approached, but there was obvious disappointment rising from the bottom of his heart. The woman who loved purple was in the dungeon at this time.
Among them, there was a person who could wear purple to perfection. He once thought that he was the only one. He even thought that in the future, when he took back his own things, he would also dye the dragon robe purple. Ever since he saw the various charms of the purple-clothed woman,
, he would occasionally lose his mind for her, but unfortunately, they were born to be incompatible, she was the queen mother, and he was revenge, so he couldn't tolerate her, and no one could disrupt his plan.
Luo Xiao put his arms around the woman's slender waist and buried his head in her purple gauze.
"Rui'er, why don't you rest yet?" Luo Xiao's tone was unusually gentle.
The woman turned around and smiled, charming the country. She lightly opened her red lips and said, "Rui'er missed the prince and couldn't sleep, so she came here to drink by herself. Didn't the prince go with Mrs. He? Why are you here?"
Luo Xiao heard the sourness in the woman's tone, reached out and took the wine glass from the woman's hand and said, "I am just doing this for my children."
"The prince likes children so much, Rui'er can also bear children for the prince." The woman pouted her little mouth and said coquettishly.
"Then I will help you today." Luo Xiao took the woman's hand with one hand and pulled her into his arms. His lips covered the woman's cherry mouth, and his hand roamed around the woman's body.
Carrying the woman into the inner room of Wangyue Pavilion, Luo Xiao placed the woman gently on the bed and gently untied her robe. The lavender gauze was flying, the purple robe fell to the ground, and inside the hibiscus tent, the spring scenery was beautiful.
Half asleep and half awake, the woman suddenly heard the word "Su Su" in Luo Xiao's vague words. A drop of clear tears fell from the corner of her eyes. She would not let him leave her. She had waited and sacrificed for many years just to grow old together with him.
In the prosperous age, she couldn't give it up easily, so someone would definitely disappear from here.
In the early morning, when Luo Xiao left, he stroked the side of the woman's face and said to her: "Rui'er, purple is not suitable for you!"
The woman nodded obediently: "Ruier understands."
After Luo Xiao walked away, the woman took off the purple gauze on her body and tore it into pieces bit by bit.
Xu Manmiao's death did not attract the attention of many people in the palace. Luo Xiao just sent someone to give her a grand burial. The maid Chunjiao was assigned to work in the kitchen, and Miaoyuan was just empty, leaving only dilapidation, which seemed to be telling.
The tragedy of that woman.
Occasionally, someone from the palace passed by Miaoyuan at night, and vaguely saw the white gauze flying in it, like a woman dancing gracefully, and there was a song that was lingering and pathos, weeping and complaining. Legend has it that Mrs. Xu still missed the prince, and the dead souls were reluctant to leave. From then on, Miaoyuan
It was sealed with a heavy iron lock.
Yuchi Yue still brought food and water to An Zhisu every day, changed the dressing on her arm, and injected zhenqi into her to heal her injuries. After a few days of nursing, An Zhisu could sit up and joke with Yuchi Yue.
"Susu, can you tell me the real situation that day?" Yuchiyue thought for a long time and finally asked the question he had been struggling with.
"Do you believe me when I say I didn't mean to hurt He Feifei?" An Zhisu looked at Yuchi Yue seriously.
Yuchi Yue nodded without hesitation: "I believe everything you said!"
Seeing the determination in Yu Chiyue's eyes, An Zhisu was moved: "But Luo Xiao won't believe it!"
"I'll tell him the truth!"
"Do you know what the truth is? You have no evidence, and neither do I. The truth is that He Feifei is pregnant with his child, so what He Feifei said is the truth, and what I said is all lies!"