In the Heavenly Prison, Yan Xiaoyu never understood why Youxiao attacked Wei Yifang. She wrapped her hands around her knees and buried her head in her arms.
Suddenly, she remembered a detail. On the night when the young owl came back, it rushed towards Meixiang in an aggressive manner, but after recognizing Meixiang, it stopped.
That day, Mei Xiang was wearing green clothes, and Wei Yifang was always wearing green clothes. No wonder Xiao'er liked to attack humans wearing green clothes? But it wasn't right. The young Xiao clearly wanted to attack Wei Yi, but Wei Yi, who was going to attack.
house.
The door of the prison cell opened with a "clang", and Yan Xiaoyu shrank for a moment. It was definitely not a good thing that someone came to interrogate her in the middle of the night.
Looking at the expressionless prison head who entered the door, she plucked up her courage, "I am Concubine Yan, the princess of Dongchu, you can't murder me..."
The visitor smiled sinisterly and lifted her up. She wanted to scream, but suddenly she was lit with acupoint. Then she was dragged into a closed torture room. The cold air around her made her hair stand up all over her body.
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There are various torture instruments hanging in the torture room, and there is also a picture that teaches people to identify the mechanism and organization of the human body. The feeling of fear covers Yan Xiaoyu.
She looked at the height of the man in black, a slender man in black cloak, sobbing in his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound. The man in black slowly turned his face. When she saw the man's face clearly, she was shocked. Wei Yi
The room is actually Wei Yi's room...
Wei Yifang's face was intact. Her expression was a little gloomy under her cloak. She smiled fiercely at Yan Xiaoyu. She raised her hand and the two thick prisoners immediately tied Yan Xiaoyu up.
Yan Xiaoyu struggled silently and cursed Wei Yifang with her mouth. Wei Yifang raised her hand and slapped Yan Xiaoyu in the air. She stretched out her slender white index finger and pointed at a pair of needle-punched to the wall.
Schematically start with this.
Yan Xiaoyu's cold sweat oozed out from her forehead. She was never a person who could tolerate pain. When the silver needle long with one finger approached her finger, she struggled desperately, fear overwhelmed, and her tender skin was roped.
The traces were drawn, and as the first needle pierced into her middle finger, her first tears rolled out.
The bitten between her lips was so bloody that she was so painful that she was crazy, her fingers were firmly fixed, and her heart thrust and a sharp pain as her fingers twitched.
After the first round of the body, she was sweating all over, and her hair had already spread out. Her eyes were scattered at Wei Yifang. Wei Yifang just laughed, and she never said a word from beginning to end.
Yan Xiaoyu hated why she fainted because she couldn't feel pain. She felt so painful. Her fingers were swollen like sausages. She stepped forward and applied some cool ointment to her fingers. She was thrown back into the prison like a coma, and then she continued to be mute.
Unlocked.
That night, in Fengluan Palace, Wei Yifang was drowsy, Xiao Ninglan was waiting beside her, half of her face was wrapped in gauze. When Xiao Ninglan got up and was about to leave, Wei Yifang reached out to hold him, she murmured,
"Ning Lan, don't leave..."
Xiao Ninglan looked back and wanted to go to Tianzhu to see Yan Xiaoyu. The environment in Tianzhu was very poor, and Yan Xiaoyu was spoiled, and he was afraid that she would not get used to it.
"Ning Lan, please don't leave..." Wei Yifang cried, and his hand stretched out trembled slightly.
Xiao Ninglan turned around and wiped away the tears from Wei Yifang's cheek, "Afang, you can't cry. The imperial doctor said that as long as the wound is not stained with water, there will be no scars."
Wei Yifang held Xiao Ninglan's hand and choked up a little, "Ninglan, I know, you don't like me at first. If I have scars, you will send me home. I won't blame you..."
"Don't say stupid things!" Xiao Ninglan frowned.
"Ning Lan, do you really want to touch me?" Wei Yifang took his hand and got up. The gauze on her body was slightly open, revealing a large area of creamy skin, just her right face
It was wrapped in gauze and tears were lingering on the left face. This look was a bit weird.
Xiao Ninglan sighed, "Afang, why are you doing this? You know that this is just a matter between the Wei family and me."
"I don't care, I don't care about anything. If you want to fight against the King of Xiangnan, I will help you fight against the King of Xiangnan. If you want to restrain the Wei family, I will also help you. I am not Wei Yifang, I am just your wife, Xiao
Yifang..." Wei Yifang burst into tears, hugged Xiao Ninglan, and was reluctant to let go for a long time.
Xiao Ninglan hugged her and lay down. The faint sandalwood on his body lingered on her nose. Wei Yifang was still choking. He hugged her and said slowly, "Afang, can you forgive Yan Xiaoyu for this incident?
She is just a scheming silly girl!”
Wei Yifang hugged him and refused to let go. She nodded in his arms and nodded heavily.
When the first ray of light in the morning was revealed, Xiao Ninglan walked out of Fengluan Palace. There were some wrinkles on his clothes. It was obvious that he had not taken off his clothes all night. He returned to his palace and was familiar with changing clothes. He did not go to court.
I went to the Heavenly Prison.
In the prison, Yan Xiaoyu was still immersed in the pain of last night. Her face was as pale as paper, and her hands could not move at all. When Xiao Ninglan entered the door, she slowly opened her eyes.
"Yan Xiaoyu, do you know your guilt?" Xiao Ninglan asked.
Yan Xiaoyu looked up in a little embarrassed manner and looked at Xiao Ninglan stubbornly, "It was Wei Yifang who framed me, she was fine at all."
Xiao Ninglan sneered and closed her eyes in disappointment. If she told him that she had not looked down on Youxiao and accidentally injured Wei Yifang, he might still believe her, but she...
"Don't you believe it? I saw Wei Yifang last night. She tortured me with someone. She asked someone to pierce my finger with a long needle. I felt so painful..." Yan Xiaoyu stretched out her hands and let her fingers appear.
In front of Xiao Ninglan.
Xiao Ninglan looked at Yan Xiaoyu with mockingness, glanced at her slender fingers, "What else? Have you whipped you and burned you?"
Yan Xiaoyu suddenly stood up, but she felt dizzy. She held the wall, looked at her fingers that had returned to the original, and then raised her eyes blankly, "Don't you believe me?"
"I regret it now. I believed in you before!" Xiao Ninglan's phoenix eyes were filled with hatred, but it was shallow but cold.
Yan Xiaoyu nodded and crouched down. She curled herself into a ball, "Xiao Ninglan, let me go, okay? I'm not suitable for this palace at all. I don't want to compete with your wives..."
She seemed to have returned to the innocent and lively Yan Xiaoyu before, but Xiao Ninglan knew that she was different. She seemed to have been broken by a dove, looking pitifully at the outside world in the bird cage.
He shook his head, "I said that if you do something wrong, you must accept punishment. Afang is broad-minded and will not care too much about you, but you must stay in the cell for fifteen days before you can come out!
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Yan Xiaoyu closed her eyes in despair. On fifteen days, would she have to endure the fifteen days of torture?
Watching Xiao Ninglan walk out of the prison door, she struggled and screamed behind her, "Master, don't, don't leave me alone here..."
Xiao Ninglan did not look back, but walked out coldly. Yan Xiaoyu finally fell to the ground in despair. She was so scared that the day would pass and the night would come.
Perhaps, after suffering all night, they would not continue to do so. Yan Xiaoyu comforted herself. Whenever the prison door opened, she was always like a frightened bird, hiding in the corner in fright, wishing to embed herself into the wall.
The night came without warning, and the prison door was still opened with a "clang" and Yan Xiaoyu was dragged out again.
The gloomy cell, high walls and four walls, Yan Xiaoyu was tied to the frame with a pale face. The candlelight seemed to be brighter than last night. Wei Yifang still didn't say anything, just watched the prisoner quietly push Yan Xiaoyu
The hands are fixed again...
With the pain of the previous time, this time it seemed even more unbearable. Yan Xiaoyu couldn't shout, and she was helplessly whistled by the mute hole. She remembered the cold lying on the ground, the eyes of the young ox, and the ten fingers were once again.
The pierced, blood squirted from the corner of her lips. Looking at the small piece of silver needle exposed at the top of her ten fingers, her delicate body kept trembling.
Wei Yifang sneered and stepped forward. She pressed the silver needle at the middle finger of her right hand and used force hard. The silver needle penetrated. Yan Xiaoyu finally fainted as she wished.
When she woke up again, it was already the morning of the next day. She couldn't move even if she was weak. She looked at her ten fingers. She had already applied medicine, but only her middle finger was numb and swollen.
She touched her lightly, and the pain was so painful that she was fond of bones, unable to bend or move, and the silver needle must have been left in her fingers. What does this mean? Did Wei Yifang leave her with evidence?
When Aya saw Yan Xiaoyu, she was scared and almost ran away. In just two days, she was already out of thin air, with her hair scattered and her face pale. As long as there was a little noise, she was so scared that she shivered.
Aya trembled and forced the prison head to open the prison door. When Yan Xiaoyu saw Aya, she immediately cried. She hugged Aya tightly with one arm and cried, "Aya, Aya take me away, I
Don't stay here anymore, don't..."
Aya signaled her to calm down, waved her hand, and pointed to the luxurious and handsome man behind her. Yan Xiaoyu was stunned. She looked at the man in a bit incredible way. The man slowly stepped forward and said lightly,
"Xiaoyu, why did you make it like this?"
Yan Xiaoyu left Aya's arms and threw herself into Feng Mochen's arms and cried. Her tears and snot were all wiped on him. The man turned around helplessly and looked at a stunning woman in white behind him.
The woman rolled her eyes and said that she had seen nothing. Feng Mochen patted Yan Xiaoyu's head, "Hey, my wife is watching from behind."
Yan Xiaoyu looked up and saw Bai Liruo following Feng Mochen. She was wearing shackles under her feet. She walked up to Bai Liruo and threw herself into Bai Liruo's arms again, crying very sadly.
"Sister Bai..."
"Stop crying, we have heard everything. Don't worry, we will give you justice, okay?" Bai Liruo comforted her. Seeing Yan Xiaoyu who had not seen each other for two years so thin, she felt sad.
Girl, I must have suffered a lot.
Yan Xiaoyu nodded, raised her head from her arms, and choked, "Did Brother Mingyue come? I miss him very much..."
Her tears fell, and Aya's eyes turned red when she saw it. Feng Mochen shook his head, "He refused to come with us, maybe he wouldn't come to see you a few months later."
Yan Xiaoyu nodded, what should I do without Brother Ming Yue? Her hands hurt so much, and there was a needle left in her fingers.
"Xiaoyu, stay in the prison first. When I find out the whole story, I will definitely save you." Feng Mochen smiled faintly and looked at Yan Xiaoyu with pure eyes.
Yan Xiaoyu was as if she had been stepped on her tail and screamed in horror, "No, I don't want to stay here anymore. They will torture me, and torture me!"
Seeing her emotional out of control, Bai Liruo hurriedly comforted her, "Be good, don't make trouble. Now we have no evidence to prove your innocence. You can only stay in the Heavenly Prison first."
"Sister Bai, please, take me away, I don't want to stay here anymore. It's so scary..." Yan Xiaoyu was so angry that she cried.
Bai Liruo sighed and looked at his husband for help. Feng Mochen looked at the prison cell as if he hadn't heard or seen anything. The environment here was really bad. No wonder he scared this girl to cry.
Yan Xiaoyu saw Feng Mochen pretending not to hear, leaving Bai Liruo and approaching Feng Mochen, she shrank herself into his arms and cried, "Feng Mochen, you can't treat me like this, you want to save me, save me
Save me..."
"Why did the first thing Emperor Dong Chu did when he came to Xiliang Palace was to hurt the guards of the Heavenly Prison and force him to break into the Heavenly Prison?" Xiao Ninglan walked into the Heavenly Prison and saw Yan Xiaoyu holding Feng Mochen and crying for help.
Look.
His eyes darkened, and the nameless anger in his heart suddenly ignited, and he said angrily, "Come here, why don't you take Concubine Yan back to prison?"
The prisoner immediately stepped forward, clamped Yan Xiaoyu left and right, dragged her into the cell. Feng Mochen frowned, and a hint of impatience flashed across his beautiful face, and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Ninglan, I will marry the princess of Dong Chu to you."
, That's how you treat her?"
Xiao Ninglan sneered, looking at Yan Xiaoyu in the prison, her chest suddenly suffocated, why is she so haggard and thin? Is anyone really tortured her here?
Even though he thought so, he still looked at Feng Mochen without showing any weakness. Two extremely outstanding and handsome men, their eyes confronted each other in the air. Bai Li couldn't stop shaking her head. She slowly stepped forward and grabbed her.
Feng Mochen frowned and said, "Chen, we are really too reckless in this matter..."
Feng Mochen's face relaxed, he turned around and left the Tianzhu. Bai Liruo apologized to Xiao Ninglan, and then turned away.
Xiao Ninglan was stunned, was it her? The woman he had possessed by the Quyou River? He would never forget that night, when he led his troops to the border of Xiliang, but he was careless and got the aphrodisiac. Later...
…
He promised to marry that woman, but later he looked for her for a long time, but he couldn't find her. Unexpectedly, she turned out to be Feng Mochen's wife and the queen of Dongchu.
Legend has it that Feng Mochen almost threw away the throne for the sake of this woman's twists and turns in his life. Later, there was no concubine in the six palaces, just to give this woman a favor...
The complicated expression in his eyes did not escape Yan Xiaoyu's eyes. She sneered in her heart. Men are indeed the same. When they see a beautiful woman, their souls will be lost.
Xiao Ninglan left, and the prison door was locked again. Yan Xiaoyu reacted and shouted, "Help, help..."
When Wei Yifang saw Bai Liruo, she was shocked. She was the woman Xiao Ninglan thought about day and night. She remembered that at that time, Xiao Ninglan was still the prince. His status was unstable, but he still took out his energy to find one of the portraits.
Woman, that woman is Bai Liruo in front of her.
It turns out that beauty is beyond the reach of all ages. No wonder so many men are fascinated by her. Wei Yifang is a little jealous. When he saw the little movements of his relatives between Bai Liruo and Feng Mochen, he smiled with confidence.
Under the leadership of the Xiliang reception envoy, Feng Mochen walked around the Xiliang palace. He stopped in front of the Lanfei's palace and said lightly, "Mr. Ma, you still don't have to take me, I'll do it."
Just walk around."
"Your Majesty Dong Chu, you should stop playing with the old minister. If you didn't receive you, the emperor almost killed the old minister." The receptionist wiped his cold sweat and gasped, "Also, I'll give you a surname Niu, but not Ma..."
"Oh, Lord Ma, who lives in this palace?" Feng Mochen looked at an inconspicuous feather on the roof, narrowed his phoenix eyes and asked faintly.
"Yes, Concubine Lan," Lord Niu shook his sweat and reminded him again, "I'll give you another surname..."
"Sir Ma, don't have to go shopping anymore. I'm going to go back and rest first." Feng Mochen walked back and suddenly turned around, "I'm going to find your emperor, where should I go?"
Lord Niu was powerless, "Walk straight, turn left..."
After Feng Mochen left, he realized, "Emperor Dong Chu, you can't leave me alone. I will be killed by our emperor!"
The nightfall came again, and Yan Xiaoyu's nightmare also came again. As usual, she was tied to the pillar, and Wei Yifang's gloomy face appeared in front of her. She was tucked in a mute hole and could not cry for help.
Just as the silver needle was about to pierce her finger, the footsteps suddenly rang out, and then the dark cell was illuminated. Yan Xiaoyu saw Feng Mochen leading the way, followed by Bai Liruo with a quiet face.