Action to Save Little White Flower [Quick Transmigration GL]

After receiving Monk Linghui's warning, Zhao Xingyue had a vague guess, but what she didn't expect was that it would come so soon.

On the way back from Dingguo Temple, Shen Qingwei's fate suddenly changed [-]%, and she also fainted on the carriage at the same time.

The imperial physicians of the Princess Mansion came and went, and as the only person in the carriage before Zhao Xingyue passed out, Shen Qingwei was accused of deliberately murdering her and was thrown into the dungeon.

This is her second time in prison.

In the dark and cramped space, there is only a small high window that emits a little light. The winter chill hits from all directions. The quilt that has not been exposed to the sun for a long time is like a piece of cold iron, which has no heat preservation effect at all. Shen Qingwei You can only spread straw on the ground on your body to minimize the loss of body heat.

Fifteenth.

She stayed in the sky prison for half a month, and after the emperor locked her in, he ignored her. Fortunately, the officials in the sky prison couldn't figure out what the emperor's attitude was, so they didn't dare to be too harsh on her. Two meals a day, although they are simple tea and light rice, at least food and clothing are not a problem.

In fact, she knew that one day she would face such an ending—being imprisoned in the sky prison, waiting for her own death.

She has done too many private things for the emperor, and she bears the blood of the Shen family. Even if she personally betrayed her own family, as long as her surname is Shen, as long as there is Shen Yihuan in her blood, With half of her blood, the emperor will never be able to truly trust her.

Not to mention, she also knows too many secrets,

If you want a secret to be kept forever, the best way is to keep everyone who knows it silent, and the only way to achieve this effect is to make everyone who knows the secret dead.

She just didn't expect it to be so soon.

But if you think about it carefully, it's not completely unreasonable.

It was only a matter of time before the emperor took action against her, but Zhao Xingyue's sudden coma became a catalyst, giving him anger and excuses.

She is not afraid of death, not to say how brave she is, but when she left the capital, she guessed her own ending, not to mention Shen Yihuan's reminder before she died.

The only thing she worries about is one person.

Zhao Xingyue.

Her Royal Highness.

She saw the light in her eyes fade, saw her suddenly fall backwards, saw her stunned reflection reflected in her black eyes, saw her close her eyes.

The imperial doctor couldn't diagnose her illness, and no one knew what happened to her. The only thing everyone knew was that Shen Qingwei was the last person who had contact with Zhao Xingyue before she fell into a coma.

The sound of the keys hitting each other gradually approached, accompanied by the strange sound of light and heavy footsteps, a gloomy jailer walked up to Shen Qingwei's cell, and knocked hard on the fence, "Shen Qingwei, Your Majesty wants to see you."

Shen Qingwei got up from the ground, her hands and feet were a little stiff due to the unabated cold, she patted for a while tremblingly before cleaning off the straw on her body.

The jailer had already opened the door, staring at her with dark eyes.

"Shen Qingwei, I warn you to be honest, don't let me find out what you did to His Highness, or I will definitely kill you."

Shen Qingwei tidied up her skirt a little, and when she stepped out of the prison door, she lowered her eyes, "If I really did something to her, I would kill myself without you."

How could she hurt her.

In this world, the person who is least likely to hurt Zhao Xingyue is Shen Qingwei.

Even when she was in the most pain, what she thought of was not to get close to Zhao Xingyue, not to hurt him.

The jailer snorted coldly, not knowing if he believed her words, he limped behind Zhao Xingyue and walked towards the outside of the prison.

As he walked, he muttered: "I said long ago that the Shen family cannot be trusted, but His Highness just doesn't believe it..."

Shen Qingwei's lips turned bitter, but she didn't refute his words.

Most of the people in this sky prison are diehards who retired from the team that Zhao Xingyue once led. If the information of the Supervision Department is correct, this lame prison guard was once Zhao Xingyue's deputy. It's a pity He injured his leg on the battlefield and had to retire. Because he was good at punishment, with Zhao Xingyue's help, he entered the prison.

So it's no wonder that they have so much hostility towards her.

If for Daqing, Zhao Xingyue is the guardian of Daqing, then for Zhao Xingyue's soldiers, Zhao Xingyue is their god.

Because their gods fell off their horses, they lost the ability to be invincible and show their miracles on the battlefield, and they were in a coma in the carriage. They didn't know when they would wake up, and their life and death were uncertain. For them, it was undoubtedly the collapse of faith again and again. .

Even though Shen Qingwei was innocent, they couldn't help but turn their anger on her.

It is impossible for the emperor to let her go for no reason, and only sent one person, obviously not to interrogate her. If it is to interrogate her, at least two jailers should appear at this time, and she should not rely on herself His legs were walking well, but he was escorted over.

Shen Qingwei, who is very familiar with this process, the more she goes out, the more she can't help but feel hopeful.

The emperor let her out, does it mean that - Zhao Xingyue has woken up.

Thinking of this possibility, her heart couldn't stop cheering.

But seeing the emperor, Shen Qingwei's inner joy was quickly suppressed.

"Your Majesty, Shen Qingwei has brought you here."

Shen Qingwei stood where she was, and did not kneel down, but looked at the emperor's face rather impolitely.

The young emperor's face was full of haggardness, lacking the high-spirited look she had seen on his face a few days ago, and confusion was also written in the two fox eyes that were always shining.

"Shen Qingwei, you see that His Majesty does not kneel, but—"

"Shut up." The young emperor recovered from the eunuch's sharp voice, looked at Shen Qingwei wearily, and said nothing about her lack of salute, but said: "Let's go, sister wants to see you."

Shen Qingwei's footsteps seemed to be stuck to the ground, the joy in her heart was taken away, and her fear was like a huge black hole, swallowing all her courage.

She opened her mouth, as if a ball of iron sand was stuck in her throat, she wanted to speak, but she didn't hear her own voice.

The Emperor turned and waited patiently for her.

It took a while for Shen Qingwei to recover from the daze, and heard her own voice, "Your Highness, what's wrong, Your Highness?"

The emperor glanced at her with sadness in his eyes.

"You will know as soon as you go with me."

……

Today is a rare good day.

The wind in Hui is smooth and the sun is shining brightly. The bitter winter wind is hidden somewhere, and there is something called warmth floating in the air.

The emperor did not take Shen Qingwei directly to the Princess Mansion, but took her back to the new Shen Mansion, which is her residence, and the servants who had been waiting there in advance sent her to take a bath after she got off the carriage. Everything you need for changing clothes.

Hot water, warm soup, and with the unremitting efforts of the maid, the long hair finally changed from straw to smooth.

Shen Qingwei looked at herself in the mirror, almost unrecognizable.

The days in the dungeon were not happy.

What is frightening is not the screams and wailing that sound at any time, nor the mosquitoes, rats and ants. What is really frightening is loneliness.

The boundless darkness is ready to swallow people at any time, and Shen Qingwei finally understands with her own experience why the officials of Dali Temple always like to throw the prisoners into the sky prison before trial.

In that environment, it is indeed easy for people to fall into collapse and despair. Compared with torture, this kind of torture is easier to break people's psychological defenses.

It was the kiss that Zhao Xingyue gave her before she lost consciousness that supported Shen Qingwei not to be confused or hesitant in these dark days.

That kiss is the star in the dark, the light of the lone traveler, and the sweetness she chewed over and over again.

Shen Qingwei saw Zhao Xingyue in the courtyard of the Princess's Mansion.

She was sitting under a sycamore tree, covered with a thick blanket, and the sun was shining lazily on her body.

Shen Qingwei covered her mouth, "What the hell is——"

The first snow in the capital hadn't fallen yet, but Zhao Xingyue's white hair was more dazzling than the snowflakes.

"The imperial doctor said that sister's old injury broke out, and her life was shortened, so her hair turned white overnight."

Hearing the movement, Zhao Xingyue's eyelashes trembled slightly, she slowly opened her eyes, and turned her head.

Seeing the two of them, she had a smile on her face and raised her hand to beckon, "You guys are here."

Regardless of the fact that the emperor was standing beside her, Shen Qingwei made three steps in parallel, directly passed the people beside her, and walked towards Zhao Xingyue.

She smiled, knelt at her feet, held her hand, and smiled sweetly: "Your Highness."

She said sincerely, "I miss you."

Zhao Xingyue laughed, different from the superficial smile before, this smile was much brighter, and made her pair of dark eyes brighten up again.

She lowered her head, and Shen Qingwei raised her chin cooperatively to welcome the kiss on her lips.

Standing in the distance, the little emperor, who was ignored by his subordinates and elder sister at the same time, raised his hands helplessly and covered his eyes.

He didn't let go until he felt that the time was almost up. Seeing that the two of them were still immersed in their own world, he couldn't help complaining: "Sister, do you still have my brother in your eyes?"

Only then did Shen Qingwei think of Zhao Xingchen who was standing not far away, her cheeks blushed, and she hurriedly backed away. Zhao Xingyue took her hand and motioned her to stand up. On the face of her sister who was seen by her younger brother, there was no shyness on her face. He said confidently, "You should wait half an hour before coming here."

The little emperor stared, a little in disbelief: "Sister——"

It was rare for him to have such a naive look on his face. Shen Qingwei looked at him and keenly caught the flash of sadness in his eyes.

After teasing her brother enough, Zhao Xingyue raised her hand and said to the little emperor like a puppy, "Don't be wronged, come here."

The little emperor happily walked over, squeezed Shen Qingwei's position, and leaned on her side, Zhao Xingyue supported his shoulders, and placed a light kiss on his forehead, "Are you satisfied with this?"

The little emperor's cheeks were even more red than Shen Qingwei's.

Since——since he took the throne, Zhao Xingyue never expressed his feelings to him in this way.

There was warmth in his heart, as if he had returned to the time when he was only a few years old, crying in the palace every day, being bullied by the slaves, lonely and scared in the palace alone, every time the elder sister came from When they came back from the palace, when they came back from the army, they would hug him up, give him a sweet kiss, and tell him that she was here and there was nothing to be afraid of.

But now, his elder sister is leaving.

He told himself that he couldn't show any traces of discomfort in front of Zhao Xingyue, but his gaze couldn't restrain himself from following. Zhao Xingyue's white hair shone with silver light under the sunlight.

"Qingwei, go and rest first," Zhao Xingyue said, "I have something to talk to Chen'er."

"Yes, are you going to talk in the room? Although the weather is good today, it's not suitable for you to stay for a long time."

"It won't be long."

Shen Qingwei stepped back in response, and Zhao Xingyue's eyes turned from her to her younger brother.

"Chen'er," she exposed the little emperor's fear with the most blatant words: "Sister will always die."