Conan's physique? The Crown Princess is involved in a murder case again

Xu Xingyin got off the carriage, looked at the solemn gate of the prison in front of him, took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and then walked in.

When the Crown Princess arrived, the Heavenly Prison Manager came to greet her. He smiled and led the way for Xu Xingyin, while talking to her in a friendly manner.

Xu Xingyin didn't listen to most of what he said. Just when the other party felt bored and was about to shut up, Xu Xingyin asked a question out of the blue.

"What have you done these past few days, Prince? Are you feeling okay?"

The steward was stunned, then thought about it and answered truthfully.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seems to be in a bad mood these days. He doesn't talk much on weekdays. Apart from three meals a day, he stays in the cell in a daze. I don't know what he is busy with. Look..."

Before the steward could finish his words, Xu Xingyin anxiously quickened his pace, walked through the long corridor, and headed straight towards Jing Zhichen's cell.

At the end of the corridor, Xu Xingyin saw Jing Zhichen at a glance.

In the relatively tidy cell, he sat on the simple wooden bed with his back straight, concentrating on doing something unknown.

The sunlight shone on him through the narrow window of the cell, making him look drowsy, but still unable to conceal his innate noble temperament.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he slowly raised his head. When he saw Xu Xingyin, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then turned into a faint smile.

"Jiao Jiao?"

The gentle tone of voice was like the spring breeze in April, which instantly softened the solemn and cold prison.

Xu Xingyin had no time to respond. He quickly stepped forward and looked at Jing Zhichen carefully. Seeing that he had no obvious external injuries, he felt relieved.

"Your Highness, have you been okay these days?" she asked in a low voice, with endless apology and self-blame in her voice.

"I am fine."

Jing Zhichen smiled and responded. Looking at Xu Xingyin's obviously red eyes, he raised his hand and rubbed her hair. "It's our Jiaojiao who looks a little haggard. Did she not get enough rest?"

As soon as Jing Zhichen finished speaking, he felt Xu Xingyin's soft palm gently covering his cheek, and the warmth seemed to seep through his skin into his bones.

"Fool."

She sighed softly, lowered her eyes, her tone full of helplessness.

"It's already this late, Your Highness, please stop caring about others. Besides, how can I sleep well when I think of you suffering in there?"

Jing Zhichen liked to eat sweets when he was young, and Empress Mingzhen wanted to put all the delicious sweets in the world in front of him.

He had eaten a lot of candies, but none of them was sweeter than Xu Xingyin's coquettish and angry "fool".

Xu Xingyin's palm was slightly cool, but the touch on Jing Zhichen's face was extremely hot, burning his heart.

"How can I endure hardship? This is Dayan's prison, and I am the Crown Prince of Dayan. Who dares to embarrass me?"

Jing Zhichen said this with a smile on his face, then raised his hand and held Xu Xingyin's hand, gently pulling her hand down and holding it in his palm.

Then, Jing Zhichen leaned over slightly, gently ran his fingers through her soft hair, and finally stopped at the back of her head, and slowly inserted something into Xu Xingyin's hair.

His movements were extremely gentle, as if he was treating a very precious treasure.

Xu Xingyin was stunned, and subconsciously reached out to touch it. It felt warm to the touch, probably the finest Hetian jade.

"Your Highness, what is this?"

"Do you still remember that when we were in Jiangnan, I once broke one of your hairpins."

After Jing Zhichen said this, Xu Xingyin had some impression.

It was when she and Jing Zhichen were "divide and conquer" to investigate the Zhang Zishi case. That night, she went to Jiangning Yamen to find Jing Zhichen to discuss the case without saying hello. She never expected that Jing Zhichen was extremely wary.

As soon as she opened the door, Jing Zhichen put a sharp knife to her neck, and the jade hairpin in her hair was broken into two pieces.

At that time, Xu Xingyin complained casually, but he didn't want to, but Jing Zhichen took it to heart.

Thinking of this, Xu Xingyin felt sweet in his heart and joked.

"Compensate me?"

"I'm giving you more than just a hairpin as compensation."

He, along with his heart, had already compensated her.

Not a single bit left.

Obviously, Xu Xingyin also understood the implication of his words. Her little face turned red and she glared at him.

Then he pulled out the hairpin from his hair, touched the patterns carved on it, and looked at it carefully with curiosity.

The finest Hetian jade is carved into a crescent shape, with a soft curve like a rising new moon, emitting a faint warm jade luster.

The clever hollowing out in the middle of the crescent outlines the appearance of starlight, and a glowing luminous pearl is embedded behind it.

Wearing it in your hair is like pouring down the stars and hiding in your hair.

Xu Xingyin held the hairpin in his palm lovingly, his eyes sweeping over the large and small cracks on Jing Zhichen's hands. He recalled what the steward said when he came here, and he immediately understood what was going on.

"So, Your Highness has spent all the time he spent in prison carving this hairpin?"

Jing Zhichen didn't deny it, he just asked.

"Do you like it?"

"I like it." Xu Xingyin smiled, "I like the hairpin, but I like you even more."

When Jing Zhichen heard this, the smile in his eyes deepened, as if the brightest stars in the night sky had fallen into his eyes, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

Then he said, "This hairpin has a name."

"Oh? What's it called?"

"Bright stardust."

He held her hand and wrote on her palm stroke by stroke. "The bright moonlight is not as good as a glimpse of starlight, but I am greedy and always want to occupy a corner in your vast life, so I changed it. Bright stardust, I wish the rest of my life will be as bright as the stars or as low as the dust. No matter whether it is cloudy or full, you and I can accompany each other in this life and enjoy it together until we grow old."

Hearing Jing Zhichen's straightforward and passionate confession, Xu Xingyin's heart was slightly shaken, and her cheeks suddenly turned red.

She thought that the most difficult thing in this world, apart from those buried truths, was mutual love.

I like you, me too.

When our eyes met, everything was just right.

……

Just like that, after a series of twists and turns, the life of the young couple in the Donggong Palace finally returned to normal.

After the Xu family fell into decline, Xu Xiuzhu's concubine Xu Chaoming dejectedly requested to be transferred out of the capital and went to an extremely remote area to continue serving as an official.

Xu Chaoge, who had no official position yet, did not attract the anger of Emperor Yan Ning. Instead, he achieved good results in the palace examination. As soon as an official position became vacant, he took up the office immediately.

After experiencing this "imprisonment" storm, Jing Zhichen returned to the court and seemed to be no different from the past. He was even more supported by the ministers.

Everything seemed to be getting better, but Xu Xingyin was always worried.

Emperor Yan Ning did not seem to be bothering the Eastern Palace in the slightest, and Chen, Xu Chaoge and the others were also treated well, but Xu Xingyin knew:

The conflict between Emperor Yan Ning and Jing Zhichen is growing day by day.

If this trouble is not resolved, sooner or later the silence will explode, and then...

Flesh and blood flew everywhere.