They were afraid that I would die, so they forced me to do it. I don’t know how long I lived like this. I was locked in a dark room and tortured day after day.
But year after year, the whereabouts of the Saint remain unknown, and I have long lost the ability to predict misfortunes and blessings. In order to prevent the bloodline of the Saint from being cut off, they developed a secret medicine to put me into a deep sleep and sealed me in an ice coffin.
The injuries all over my body and the suffering I suffered are all because of Wen Qian and Mubai. Even if I sleep for a hundred years, I can't wash away the resentment in my heart."
As he said that, he suddenly grabbed Mu Yun'an's arm and said with a somewhat crazy expression: "Your great-grandfather owes me, so it's up to you to pay it back for them."
Mu Yun'an felt the powerful resentment on Wu Xuanye's body. She wanted to hide but couldn't. At this moment, she felt terribly wronged.
It wasn't her fault, so why should she pay for it?
The ends of her eyes were red, and she bit her lip and looked at him.
Wu Xuanye stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes and said, "Do you feel aggrieved? But I am also aggrieved. I should have been regarded as a god-like existence by the people of Southern Xinjiang, but in the end I became a sinner of Southern Xinjiang.
Seven hundred lashes, five years of imprisonment and torture, and a hundred years of sealing. What I have really lived in this life is just a brief period of more than ten years."
He let go and turned his head, all emotions hidden in his eyes.
Mu Yunan looked at his profile and said nothing.
After being silent for a while, Wu Xuanye put the ointment into Mu Yun'an's hand and said, "Once in the morning and in the evening, don't forget it."
With that said, he stood up and left.
Mu Yun'an suddenly stopped him: "Wu Xuanye."
Wu Xuanye looked back at her and heard her say: "If I marry you, will you be able to be an ordinary person, let go of the resentment in your heart, and start over?"
Wu Xuanye raised his eyebrows and said: "No one wants to have trouble with themselves. I also want to live a good life as a normal person. I also want to let go of the past and be myself. You marry me to help me escape.
"
After a pause, he said again: "You should have a good rest!"
Mu Yun'an looked at his leaving figure, and her heart suddenly felt heavy. In fact, they were all pitiful people.
She leaned against the window, looking at the blue sky outside, quietly lost in thought.
...
It's night.
In the dungeon of the Southern Xinjiang Palace, Ye Xiuchen was sitting on the dirty floor. He was looking at the skylight above his head, thinking about something.
Suddenly he heard a sound coming from outside. He looked up and saw a masked man walking over quickly.
The man split the door lock with his sword, walked over and grabbed his arm and said, "Let's go quickly."
Ye Xiuchen heard her voice and was stunned for a moment before he realized: "Second princess?"
Jiang Ru pulled down the scarf on her face and said, "It's me. I heard that the plan failed. The regent is dead and you were captured by the queen mother. Fortunately, I'm familiar with you here and I'll take you away."
Ye Xiuchen's expression changed: "How did you get in? Did you come by yourself, or were people from the Juesha Sect waiting outside?"
Jiang Rudao: "Don't worry, I didn't implicate them. I came here on my own. The guards in this dungeon are not that strict. Don't talk so much. Come with me quickly."
Ye Xiuchen wanted to say something else, but she pulled him out of the dungeon in a hurry. However, as soon as he went out, he was surrounded by the imperial army.
Ye Xiuchen was not surprised at all when he saw this posture. He sighed and said: "You have fallen into a trap. The Queen has always wanted to find our gang members and catch them all. How could it be so easy to break in with these heavy troops guarding them?"