Feng Couch Luan Luan

Since the imperial prison was built, no fewer than a hundred imperial convicts, princes, nobles, civil and military officials, have died in it.

As soon as he enters the imperial prison, his soul will fly into flames, the cruelty is unspeakable, [-] kinds of torture will be added to his body, no matter how tough a man is, he will lose half his life, let alone the delicate and expensive crown prince?

Xiao Mingyue was the one with the most valuable status in these years, and the warden didn't dare to ignore her, so he waited outside early.

The prisoner was not in the shackles, and his hands were not tied, but his face was pale, and he was brought in like a wandering soul, with a gloomy and hopeless air.

Seeing this situation, the warden was puzzled, took the imperial decree and scanned it briefly, and found that it was not a crime of mortal death, so he became even more confused, so he ran to Lord Duan and bowed in front of Lord Duan, asking for a specific indication.

Prince Duan folded his hands, his handsome face was gloomy, he gave him an impatient look, and reprimanded: "Put away your shady tricks, this person has a special status, and he can't wait for the emperor to interrogate himself someday. Hand over all the people, I can only ask you."

"Understood, understood." The warden put his heart back into his stomach, and hurriedly asked someone to arrange the driest and cleanest cell, and brought two quilts there.

He took another look at the big and small crimes in the imperial decree, took down Prince Duan's instructions, turned his mind over, and thought that it was probably because the emperor annoyed the prince and sent him here to suffer for a small punishment.

Thinking about it this way, I hurriedly called the jailers over and told them not to lose their minds and torture the prince. Otherwise, when the emperor got angry and wanted to see his son, if they couldn’t hand over someone or an inhuman one, they would Just wait to be crushed.

How could father and son have an overnight feud?Look how many times Duan Wang has interrupted since he was a child. Didn't the emperor hurt him so much that his eyes hurt?

Oh, what a disaster the prince has caused by being sent directly to the imperial prison without even being boarded!

He didn't understand, and he didn't dare to ask. He wanted to make a good sale, but he was afraid of self-defeating, so he just worked harder on the details and asked the jailers to make the tea and rice finer. suffer.

After the imperial guards withdrew, Xiao Mingxuan was in no hurry to leave. He wandered around the prison and saw several cells where serious offenders were held. Go down and lock the door of the torture chamber.

If this master sees the bloody instruments of torture inside, and goes back to apply some eye drops in front of the emperor, they should be unable to eat and walk away.

After all, it was Mr. Wang Sun, who was so delicate and easy to make a fuss. The warden lowered his head, curled his lips disapprovingly, and escorted him carefully to the outside of the prince's cell.

The location of this cell is the best, only half of it extends into the ground, and there is a small window on the wall. Looking up, you can see a bright moon hanging in the dark blue night sky.

The air is also dry and refreshing, without the rotten dampness below.

The warden looked at the brocade-clothed young man sitting on the straw mat through the fence.

I saw that his shoulders were straight, his neckline was elegant, his hands were folded on his knees, he had a dignified and steady demeanor, his hair and clothes were in perfect order.

It is worthy of being a nobleman in the sky, like a jade like a scorpion, it reflects brightly in the narrow and shabby room.

Courage is also extraordinary, what kind of place is the imperial prison, the darkest place in the world, how many people come in crying for their father and mother, and then go out with bruises.

There are even more people who can no longer get out. Under the torture, their bodies are shattered, their muscles and bones are broken, and they are close to death.

The prince showed no signs of fear, and remained calm as usual, not like being imprisoned, but rather sitting in a temple.

The warden was admiring in secret, when he suddenly heard a chuckle from above his head, it was shallow and low, if it wasn't for his sharp ears, he could hardly hear it.

He glanced up, then quickly lowered his head.

The smile on the corners of Prince Duan's lips did not disappear, his eyes were cold and mocking, and he said indifferently: "I have something to say to the prince, can you make it easier for me?"

The warden was obedient, left the lamp behind, and quietly retreated.

Xiao Mingyue, who looked like a clay sculpture and wood carving, finally reacted, and slowly raised her head to meet his gaze through the fence, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her eyes full of sadness.

"So..." His voice trembled, with uncontrollable sobs, "I'm the bastard."

As if overwhelmed and ashamed, he lowered his head and softly said sorry.

What's the use of apologizing?Everything lost can never be recovered.

Xiao Mingxuan looked at this ashamed person.

His identity was exposed, his pride was broken, and he still had to say sorry to him?

Stepping such a helpless young man from the clouds to the mud, instead of making him happy, filled him with frustration.

After the initial anger and anger subsided, he found that he still couldn't hate Xiao Mingyue.

What's the use hating him?They are all poor worms who have been tortured by fate.

What's more, he didn't really cut off his gratitude to him in his heart.

Others only saw that Prince Duan was frivolous and domineering, domineering and arrogant, but they couldn't see his unwavering belief under his rebellious appearance.

A man on the prairie is born to bind the dragon and fight the tiger, fighting fiercely against the heroes, not bullying the weak, even if he wins, he is ashamed.

He looked at Xiao Mingyue, looked at the guilt-filled eyes, the miserable and haggard face, and the tense and white fingers. It was as if a huge stone was pressing on his chest, so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

Why didn't Xiao Mingyue be tougher and more vicious?

With such a weak and pitiful appearance, how can people harden their hearts?

The night wind came in through the window, the candles flickered, and under such a beautiful day and moonlight, they should have toasted and drank and talked all night, instead of looking at each other from a distance like this, wanting to say nothing.

Xiao Mingxuan's eyes wandered, and he unexpectedly remembered that before the breakup, he would often go to Xiao Mingyue to eat and drink. The other party disliked his ugly appearance, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and poured soup and water for him. Don't worry, keep whatever you like for him.

In fact, the concubine Chen is so pampered, what delicacies can't be tasted in the palace?

But he just thinks that Xiao Mingyue's dim sum is more delicious, and he also likes to see the other party's angry and conniving expression.

Sure enough, he kept everything good for him.

One year, a batch of fruits were shipped from Miaojiang, soft and sweet, with a tangy aroma, because the quantity was scarce, he finished eating the portion from Concubine Chen's Palace, and started to play with Xiao Mingyue again.

Xiao Mingyue only tasted it, and asked him to sacrifice the whole plate to the Wu Zang Temple. The man sat on the side and smiled and watched him take one bite. I am happy to eat it myself.

The shivering figure in the cell seemed to merge with the gentle and considerate elder brother in his memory, as clear as yesterday.

It was so real that every time he broke into the study and called out to his elder brother loudly, the little boy who was leaning over the desk would always raise his head and look at him helplessly and joyfully.

Xiao Mingxuan unconsciously raised his hand and made a movement of pushing the door, his fingertips pierced the illusion of nothingness, and they touched the cold iron railing.

The people inside were no longer his elder brother, nor would they smile at him.

A deep regret suddenly appeared in his heart.

If he knew that there was only 20 years of fate between them, how could he spend half of the time on anger?

This is obviously the person he swore to protect and assist!

In the end, there is only the childhood friendship between them, which seems to be a world away, and the brotherhood that has not had time to be consolidated after ten years.

Like a high platform built on floating sand, it is too fragile to withstand a single blow.

Huangliang wakes up from a dream, suddenly warm and cold.

"What have I done these past ten years..." He muttered to himself, regretting his indulgence for the first time.

He was blinded by resentment, allowing himself to sink endlessly, unscrupulous, arrogant and frivolous, misleading himself and each other.

With red eyes, Xiao Mingyue got up and bowed to him, and said in a low voice: "It's not suitable to stay here for long, my lord, go back quickly, I thank you for today's matter."

Xiao Mingxuan looked away, and said coldly: "I arrested you and sent you to prison, and you thanked me, but are you in a daze?"

He was very irritable, his throat hurt sharply, his whole body was unhappy, his whole body was like a gunpowder keg, it would catch fire when he couldn't say a word, and his face would be ashamed.

Xiao Mingyue looked at his impatient look, and for some reason, the fear in her heart gradually disappeared.

Xiao Mingxuan didn't have to be this villain in the first place.

It's just that if I fall into the hands of others, I don't know how I will be tortured.

A prince who has lost power is sometimes more miserable than a bereaved dog.

Xiao Mingyue suddenly smiled at him, gentle and bright, as if she had become that young boy crouching on the desk again.

"My lord, please don't interfere with my affairs in the future. It will hurt your reputation." He didn't dare to call his second younger brother anymore, and an unbridgeable gap had been drawn between the two of them.

"Where is there so much nonsense?" Xiao Mingxuan said with a black face, and said in a vicious voice: "You are in danger of protecting yourself, and you still have time to care about others?"

Xiao Mingyue lowered her head, and answered him with two words: "Yes."

Even though the status is very different, in his heart, he still regards him as a brother.

It's just a pity that he wasted ten years and failed to fulfill his brother's responsibilities, allowing him to grow into a lawless little overlord.

Xiao Mingxuan was so angry that his eyes turned black, he really wanted to split open this elm head with a knife, control the water inside, and stuff something useful in it!

It's a matter of life and death, who are you going to pretend to be calm and clear?Who will listen to these sincere words?

As a result, the defense he had built up with great difficulty began to crumble again.

Afraid to look at the other person too much, either he will be mad at death, or he will be anxious to death.

Angry and helpless, Xiao Mingxuan punched the brick wall with his fist, causing the wall to peel off.

This is not a brother, this is a fucking ancestor!

Xiao Mingxuan left the prison with a stomach full of anger, and galloped on the deserted street in the middle of the night.

The night wind was slightly cold, and it messed up his hair and robe, but it couldn't blow away the anger that swirled around him.

Xiao Mingyue's encounter was doomed to be more dangerous than good, but he couldn't stand by and watch.

He is obviously not a person full of sympathy!

He only complained that everything happened too quickly, so that he hadn't had time to get rid of those illusory emotions that were like flowers in water and moons in water.

Xiao Mingxuan lingered outside until midnight, finally exhausted his excess energy, and rode back home with a sullen handsome face.

As a result, as soon as he entered the gate, Eunuch Lin greeted him, and said: "The Crown Princess is here to visit, and I have been waiting in your room for a long time."

This is even more of an ancestor!

Xiao Mingxuan threw off the rein, the powder keg finally detonated, and the roar resounded through the sky——

"not see!"