rich little concubine

This kneeling, not only did not extinguish Ran Mofeng's anger, but made it worse and added fuel to the fire.

"Okay, I really am a good concubine of this king! Come and take the concubine to the execution room!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was astonished. Where is the execution room of the palace? It was used to punish the servants who made a big mistake and to interrogate the assassins who came to the palace to assassinate.

Anyway, after entering that place, no one can come out alive.

"My lord! The wangfei only took the initiative to offend her in a moment of impatience, and I beg the lord to spare the wangfei!" Although Ah Wu has not been with the wangfei for a long time, he can't help admiring the wangfei's behavior and handling of things.

However, Mo Feng's complexion became even darker.

Ji Ziyang knelt on the ground, never feeling such humiliation before, and smiled ironically at the person in front of him, not knowing whether he was laughing at the ruthlessness of the other party, or laughing at himself for being too stupid, to prevent Ah Wu from asking, and said: "Please The lord immediately asks the divine doctor to heal Luan'er!"

"Okay, this king keeps his word!"

Xue He carried Luan'er into the genius doctor's courtyard, and looked back at the people on the ground. Ji Ziyang was carried by two guards to the darkest place in the palace.

In the torture room, each compartment is surrounded by high walls, airtight, and there are no windows at all. There is only a small iron door that can allow one person to pass through. There is a square gap two fingers wide above the iron door. The guards can spy on the situation of the people inside from the gap.

As soon as one stepped into the execution room, there was a dull and oppressive feeling in the invisible, which made people breathless.

Various instruments of torture were placed in the middle of the torture chamber, each of which had turned dark brown in color, obviously caused by years of blood staining. Thinking about it carefully, the smell in the air began to make him a little nauseous.

"Princess, I'm sorry." The two guards were polite to him, and they picked a relatively clean compartment and led him in. The iron door behind them made a heavy muffled sound, and with a click, the door closed. It was closed, and there was an iron chain on the outside of the door.

Ji Ziyang couldn't help smiling wryly. He looked like this, how could he run out? The palm on his chest had to be healed for several days before he recovered. This was probably the so-called internal injury?

The room was very dark, only a little light came out from the gap on the iron door. With that light, I found a corner and sat down. My chest was sore and oppressed, and my heart was painfully pierced like a needle. Everything has become a mess.

Such a black ink seal, such a royal prince, who tolerated him in every possible way when he was pampered, abandoned him like a shoe when he was ruthless, and was still locked in such a dark place, what did he think of him?

And what did he think of the other party?

He has to take a good look at it, whether he wants to be this princess, whether he can do it!

"Brother guards, do you... need to torture the princess?" Outside, the person in charge of the interrogation grabbed the two guards who were about to leave. It is a common practice to use the punishment once, and the trial will be done slowly after people have suffered a lot, so as not to delay the time by being stubborn, but the people who came here today are not ordinary people, and the ones in the gate are the prince's concubine!

A few days ago, the concubine was doted on by the prince. Although she is now a prisoner, who knows when the prince will change his sex again. It is difficult for them to deal with it now.

"The prince only ordered it to be locked up, so don't make decisions on your own, lest you go around without food."

"Yes Yes!"

On the bustling and bustling streets of the imperial city, the Jifu's carriage headed all the way to the imperial palace.

Zi Lan carefully held a box and said with a smile: "Miss, the clothes are indeed very beautiful. I didn't expect that Fifth Young Master is really capable! No wonder he was able to clean up the dilapidated shop."

"It's also fortunate that he has this ability." Ji Ziqing was in a good mood, with a slight smile on his delicate and dignified face, seemingly pure and kind.

"Miss said yes, otherwise, if we dedicate this dress to the princess, the princess won't be able to appreciate it!" Zilan agreed.

In the palace, Princess Jiarou was idly listening to the maid telling her jokes to amuse her, when she saw Ji Ziqing coming, Yin Huagong waved back the servants and immediately jumped up.

"It's a coincidence that you came here. I'm bored here, and I just want to send someone to call you."

Ji Ziqing bowed to the princess, also looking happy, and said: "It's natural to be bored after staying in the palace for a long time, I just wanted to relieve the princess' boredom, and I want to give the princess a gift!"

"Oh? What is it?" Jiarou has seen countless treasures in the palace, but it takes a lot of thought to get them in front of her, so she is especially curious: "Take it out and let me have a look."

"Princess, have you heard of a famous clothing store in the Imperial City recently? The clothes they make are very popular with the officials' wives."

"I heard about it." Jiarou nodded.

In order to help Ji Ziyang become famous, Ji Ziqing sent someone to publicize it in private!She often went in and out of the palace, and naturally bought a few maids to discuss in private, so the princess would naturally know a thing or two.

Only when Ji Ziyang's shop became famous, can she dedicate this "gift" to the princess, which is one of them.

Ji Ziqing bowed her body, and said, "Ziqing has the guts to take the portrait that the princess gave me and send it to the shop, so that it can be tailored for the princess."

"It's just a portrait, it doesn't matter, take out that dress and let me see if it's as good as others say." Jiarou urged Ji Ziqing's arm, looking very playful.

"Princess, here are the clothes!" Zilan respectfully presented the box containing the clothes.

As soon as the box was opened, Jiarou took out the clothes, and her eyes lit up immediately, not to mention the fine craftsmanship, but the fringe materials on the clothes were not in the palace. Although the materials were not as expensive as in the palace, they were so gorgeous. The ingenious design is the first in the palace.

"Your gift is accepted by the princess!" Jiarou was very satisfied.

"I don't worry if the princess likes it. In fact, Ziqing still has something to tell, and I hope the princess will forgive me." Ji Ziqing put on a embarrassed but forced expression.

"What's the matter?" Jiarou turned over the clothes and looked at them, the more she looked at them, the more she liked them: "We grew up together, why bother talking about it in such a way, if you have anything to say, just say it."

"To tell you the truth, the princess, the clothing store is actually owned by my fifth brother. A few days ago, the princess complained to me that he was too rude in the hall, but he is my brother after all. I don't want any misunderstanding between him and the princess. That's why I specially asked him to make this clothes, thinking to please the princess, although he has become a princess, but after all, he is still young and does not know how to behave, so the princess should not take it to heart." The words are sincere and true. The appearance of a loving elder sister pleading for her younger brother.

But the princess really liked her way: "You, you were soft-hearted when you were young, forget it, for your sake, I won't argue with him, don't worry."

"I thank the princess on behalf of my fifth brother!" Ji Ziqing smiled.

The execution room was dark, even if it was dawn the next day, Ji Ziyang just sat in the corner with bare feet, wearing thin clothes and slept all night, and when he woke up, his eyes were still dark.

He licked his chapped lips, he was dying of thirst, so he stood up slowly while clutching his chest, leaned on the crack of the iron gate and looked out: "Is there anyone?" What are you shouting!" A lazy guard walked over slowly, with an impatient expression on his face.

"I want a drink, bring me some water."

The guard snorted and said, "There's no water!"

"If there is no water, I will die of thirst!" He really didn't expect that once he became the princess of the Zhenbei Palace, he could fall into such a pit of ridicule.

"If you don't drink water for a day, you won't die of thirst!" The guard gave him a hard look, turned around and left.

Ji Ziyang is not angry either. In any era, there are snobbish eyes. It is common to step on highs and lows, but people can eat at any level. It depends on whether they have the ability. After getting off the iron gate, he smiled and said, "Hey, come back, I have something to ask you."

"Why do you have so many things?"

"I see your face... have you been unlucky recently?" Ji Ziyang rolled his eyes and looked serious: "I don't have any hobbies, I usually like to help people look at their faces or something. "

"Really? It's really bad luck..."

"Do you often lose money?" These guards have been guarding this place all their lives. It's dark and boring. They must have some fun in their free time. It's nothing more than gambling for a small amount of money. Even if he guesses blindly, he will definitely be right.

"Really, can you see that too?" The guard was a little surprised. In fact, he had an unlucky look, and with that bitter gourd expression, anyone could guess it exactly.

"Why can't you see it? Look at you, there is a gap in the heavenly court, and the Yintang is dark. Things must be going wrong recently. Every bet is bound to lose!"

"Then is there any way to crack it?" The guard began to look bright, the recent money was won by the brothers, and his wife, which he had saved for many years, was almost lost.

Ji Ziyang chuckled: "Yes, if there is life, there must be death, and if there is standing, there must be destruction! But I am thirsty, brother, why don't you have a glass of water first?"

"Okay, okay! The princess is waiting!" The guard finally remembered that the person in front of him was still the princess, and ran to pour a bowl of water, smiling very courteously: "My princess, teach me how to go to me This bad luck!"

"It's not convenient to talk through the crack of the door. Let's talk in detail after opening the door. I won't run away anyway."

"Yes, what the princess said is true, the little one will open now."

Outside the door of the execution room, Xue He's footsteps paused, the corners of his eyes twitched a little, he turned around and left again. He had come to take care of the guards to take good care of the princess.

With his temperament, he was never a big deal, but what Yijing talked to him before he left still lingered in his ears.

The prince possesses great talent and strategy, which is unmatched. He can be the master of the general trend of the world, but the world is unpredictable, and the prince's temperament must be that the overall situation is the most important thing. But since people are already in love, why bother to hurt their feelings and play chess? It is a taboo for a person to fall in love.

Zhenbei Wang Wangfei, or kill, or protect, must choose one.