Crown Jewels

Chapter 237 Extra Story Four The Past Is Not a Good Match (Qi Yuan)

The sound of the Yanyue knife hitting the iron railing made a dull and loud noise.

This made those people shrink back to the center of the prison, but their vigilant eyes still brought hope when they looked at Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan's peach-blossom eyes were slightly condensed, and his brows were slightly furrowed, accompanied by his straight bones, which brought out a cold majesty in this gloomy prison. Seeing this, Wang Dianyu quickly explained.

"Don't worry, Shaoqing, the crimes committed by these people have not yet been settled, and the justice side will seriously try them, and they will never be tortured just based on their confessions—"

At this time, when principles were involved, Wang Dianyu didn't dare to joke, and explained seriously to Qi Yuan with his head bowed.

Qi Yuan withdrew his gaze, and gave a last word of advice.

"Since the punishment for the crime has not yet been determined, it is not allowed for the prison guards to deprive them of their meals and straw mats."

"Don't worry, Shaoqing, it's only natural—"

The sound of footsteps went away, and the originally noisy and restless atmosphere inside the iron railing gradually subsided.

"My lord, turn the corner ahead and you will be in the cell where Lu Yu is being detained."

"A few days ago, during the interrogation by the Ministry of Criminal Justice, Mr. Lu suffered a lot. The situation is not good now..."

Hearing the word Lu Yu, Qi Yuan was silent for a moment, but he didn't speak but his steps quickened quietly.

Crossing the corner, Qi Yuan looked inward through the railing, and saw the figure of a man in a prison uniform lying on the straw mat, bloodstains on the prison clothing were inevitable.
This was normal at first, but looking at it from a distance, there was a piece of orange skirt, which seemed a bit strange for no reason in this black and gray prison cell.

Qi Yuan, who was walking in the front, paused slightly, his eyes fell on the somewhat familiar orange skirt corner for an instant, a piercing cold light burst out from his peach blossom eyes, he blocked Wang Dianyu who was coming behind him, and was about to pick up He held the torch in his hand, but it was still a bit late.

The sound of footsteps on the cold bricks and tiles was particularly striking in the gloomy and silent prison cell. Jiang Chengcheng, who was lying on Lu Yu's chest, raised her head subconsciously, just in time to meet Qi Yuan's cold gaze.
Feeling guilty, Jiang Chengcheng once again glanced at Lu Yu, who was pale and comatose. At this moment, he felt that Qi Yuan looked at her in a dazed and surprised way, and then his peach blossom eyes seemed to be filled with storms, as if the storm was approaching. In the dark moment, with a power that makes people uneasy and flustered.

Wang Dianyu, who was holding a torch behind him, saw this scene, and quickly extinguished the torch in his hand, but this kind of darkness was far from being able to appear alive in the prison cell, Jiang Chengcheng's fair face lying on the chest of former Jingzhao Mansion Shao Yin Lu Yu's chest And orange skirt corner cover.

Wang Dianyu clenched the Yanyue scimitar tightly, and patted himself on the head with some annoyance.

Why, how did Mrs. Qi enter this prison?Why hadn't he heard from the other jailers?
But the eyes he saw just now were really hot, and Wang Dianyu looked at Qi Yuan worriedly.

The silent silence is the most tormenting. Jiang Chengcheng concealed the panic at the beginning, saw the welt on Lu Yu's cheek, and the bleak color of his lips, and then remembered that even if he did any absurd things in the Qi Mansion, he never accused him. Jiang Chengcheng suddenly seemed to have a bit of confidence in Qi Yuan's half-sentence.

Jiang Chengcheng pursed her lips, her voice was a bit stern, and she made her rude request to him as usual.

"Qi Yuan—"

"Cousin Lu is seriously injured, and his food and medicine are not proper. I want to take Cousin Lu back to the Qi Mansion to recuperate..."

"As for the so-called joint and several culpability, I will beg my father to let him intercede with the empress, and you will be by my side to agree."

What Jiang Chengcheng said was taken for granted, as usual, waiting for Qi Yuan's silent compromise.

Hearing this, Wang Dianyu's heart trembled three times. He was agitated by the strange words. For the first time, he felt that he followed Lord Qingjiang of Dali Temple. How did he teach his daughter all these years?Do you understand etiquette, integrity and shame?

The torch in his hand was extinguished, leaving only specks of stars in the darkness.
Just when Wang Dianyu was in a daze, there was an ear-splitting iron lock colliding with him unexpectedly, and then the whole prison fell silent, only breathing suddenly increased.

Jiang Chengcheng, who was lying beside Lu Yu, was also terrified. She shrank and hid behind the unconscious Lu Yu, her knees softened, her calves trembled and softened, and she subconsciously covered her ears with her hands.

The ear-splitting hum when the iron locks collided woke up Lu Yu, who was beside Jiang Chengcheng and fell into a coma with pale lips.

Lu Yu propped his elbows on the straw mat, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Jiang Chengcheng hiding in her chest. Suddenly, he was so close to his feminine aura. Even though Lu Yu was weak at the moment, he subconsciously pushed him away. The blood-stained skin made the man's brows colder, making it difficult for people to get close.

"cousin--"

Before talking to Jiang Chengcheng, Lu Yu saw Qi Yuan outside the cell, and also saw Jiang Chengcheng who was about to cry and was full of grievances.

Lu Yu's eyes fell on the food and herbs freshly brought around the straw mat again, his back froze after being whipped, and suddenly he seemed to understand something.

Lu Yu closed his eyes, the frost-stained eyebrows and eyes flashed a trace of humiliation, he propped his elbows against the iron railing, and the moment he stood up tremblingly, the bloodstains on his back were torn open again, and the dark and damp prison cell was smeared with the smell of rust. Qi Yuan looked at this scene with cold eyes, and his expression did not relax.

The moment the two looked at each other, neither of them moved away, and sparks flickered until they were completely extinguished.

The hand holding the iron railing could no longer hold back the strength, and his whole body fell down. The force of friction directly wiped away mottled bloodstains on the dark railing. Lu Yu still straightened his back in the embarrassment, and finally, his tone brought out a rare Sorry for the export.

"Feel sorry--"

This time, Lu Yu didn't raise his head, even though he had nothing to do with Qi Yuan, but Jiang Chengcheng, as Mrs. Qi, appeared here as a woman, and Qi Yuan and his subordinates saw everything.

As a man, he naturally understood that this was considered a humiliation to Qi Yuan.

As soon as Lu Yu's words came out, Qi Yuan never looked at Jiang Chengcheng in the prison again, and his back disappeared into the shadow of the corner.

……

Wintersweet blooms in the cold snow, adding beautiful colors to this silver-clad world.

Qi Yuan stepped on the snow, looked at the "Jiang Mansion" plaque above his head, hesitated a little, entered the mansion courtyard decisively, and walked directly towards Jiang Jin's study without stopping.

In the snow-covered eyes, Jiang Chengcheng, who was wearing a red cloak, was half-kneeling at the door of the study. Seeing the movement behind her, she hurried to Qi Yuan's side without shaking off the snow stained on her knees.

The man's eyes fell on the hands that were tightly holding on to the corners of his robe. The original whiteness was not seen and was flushed from the cold at the moment, and his movements were slow and stiff. His eyes fell on her face, and her cheeks were also flushed from the cold. The corners of his eyes were black and tear-stained from sleepless nights.

When looking at him at this moment, his teeth were chattering from the cold, as if he saw the worry quietly passing by Qi Yuan's eyes, Jiang Chengcheng hurriedly begged.

"Qi Yuan—"

"I, Jiang Chengcheng, beg you. It's bitter cold at the south of the Lingnan border. Cousin Lu is seriously injured. If you don't look after him on the road, you may die. Promise me and let me take care of Cousin Lu, okay? I beg you gone."

The hot tears rolling down her eyes melted the snow and frost on the woman's cheeks, Qi Yuan tightly clenched the hands in his sleeves, and peach blossom eyes showed a bone-chilling coolness.

In the end, he just snorted, as if he was too lazy to explain, and raised his hand to pull back the corner of his robe.

Jiang Chengcheng was stunned by the coldness in Qi Yuan's eyes, since the two got married, he never said a single harsh word to himself.

The only two times when I saw the prison in Dali Temple that day, and when I saw her today, there was no warmth in my eyes.

(End of this chapter)