I promise

Chapter 1005
Fresh air after rain.

Two red-billed long-tailed magpies landed on the mottled gray wall, jumping and chirping at each other, attracting Rong Yi who was meditating inside the room to come out to have a look.

Liu Zhuan was always afraid of his old appearance.In the huge leisure courtyard, the only one he was allowed to set foot in was this small half-acre courtyard.The atrium is cramped, and it is impossible to fully stretch the muscles and bones in the morning and evening.The surrounding walls are seven feet six feet high, and the sunlight cannot penetrate, like a deep well.

In order to facilitate guarding and prevent people from sneaking in, there are no trees, flowers or grass in the courtyard or outside the courtyard for a mile.

It's strange today that a lucky bird came to the door.

Rong Yi stood under the eaves and raised his head. With his good eyesight, he saw at a glance a tip of grass popping up where one of the magpies was standing. It was a little greener and full of business.

It was probably a rain last night that watered a grass seed that fell into the crack of the brick at some point.

He smiled slightly.

The iron door slammed, and it was time for inspection.The guards poked their heads through the window opening where the food was delivered, and confirmed that Rong Yi was in the courtyard, then closed the window and put on the big iron lock.

I couldn't help muttering, "It's all like this, and you can still laugh, aren't you crazy?"

This speculation is not without basis.

It's just that Rong Yi doesn't care about the relationship between husband and wife, and treats Liu Yan too harshly. He used drugs to control Liu Yan, sometimes insane and sometimes sober. His sobriety is what kills people the most, how can Liu Yan not hate him to the bone?
When Rong Yi first entered the Liuxianyuan, for the face of the former Prime Minister, all the expenses sent by Fang Rong's family were allowed by the superiors.I don't want someone to come from the palace the next day and confiscate all the calligraphy, painting, piano and chess, pillows and bedding, and everything including tea and wine.It is said that Liu Yan went to Liu Zhuan overnight to ask for the will: Rong Yi is not allowed to have any entertainment around him, and no one is allowed to talk to him.

An old guard in the yard used to work in the sky prison and was well-informed. He said that this method was only used against those educated prisoners.

How many men with steel and iron bones can withstand the torture of eighteen instruments of torture, but they can't pass this seemingly gentle test.At least one month, as long as half a year, the prisoner will become insane, and confess everything between half-mad and half-insane.

——The couple are really ruthless!
A gray shadow slid down against the wall, silently, not even the birds on the wall were disturbed.Landing on the ground, he took off his veil, and smiled at Rong Yi who was still smiling under the eaves.

The shadowy small courtyard seemed to be much brighter in an instant.

"The magpie is calling, the honored guest is here." Rong Yi smiled slightly with his hands behind his back, walked down the steps slowly, and said, "Young Madam, are you all right?"

"How is Rong Xiang?" Mu Dianke came up to meet him and glanced at the iron gate.

Rong Yi knew what she was thinking, and explained, "Every hour, someone would open the window to check, and it was just opened once." He made a gesture of invitation, "Young Madam, invite you in the room."

What remains unchanged is the elegant demeanor, but what has changed is the old face and star-white hair on the temples.

In those four years of fighting against hundreds of schools and implementing the New Deal with all our strength, one can imagine the hardships and hardships he has experienced. More than 1000 days and nights of hard work, food and clothing have drained not only his ambition and enthusiasm, but also his body that is no longer young.

Mu Dianke felt awkward, sat opposite Rong Yi, and put all the objects he brought on the table - there were pens, ink, paper and inkstone, chess records, and a box of jade chess pieces.

"Those who know me, Fourth Miss."

Rong Yi laughed loudly, took out a chess book in his hand, glanced at it briefly, and felt that it was very profound.With Mu Dianke's attainments in Go, he really wouldn't bother to bring in a few poor chess books.A few volumes that are not too thick are enough for him to stay in this place for three to five years without feeling lonely.

"It's a little effort, and it's a thank you for being taken care of by the Prime Minister all these years." Mu Dianke put a fire scythe and a fire book on the chess record, just in case, and burned the paper for Rong Yi.

After years of imprisonment, there is no guarantee that he will not occasionally feel angry, write something that should not be written, and if it is found out, it is another felony.

"The imperial concubine entrusted me to bring a message to Master Xiang, saying that everything is fine at home, and that she and Fang Xian will lead the clan to walk the rest of the way."

Rong Yi nodded.

"Qing Yan has always been reassuring." He said a little relieved, carrying a pot of tea.

The teapot is made of rough pottery, and its shape is quite ugly; one of the teacups has cracks and the other has a chip; but this does not prevent him from making this movement extremely elegant, even if the house is broken and the eaves are broken, and the clothes are rough and clothed. The dignity and calmness that cannot be stripped away from the body.

It is exactly the same as Fang Junyu and Fang Qingyan.

"... something happened to Liu Qingwu." Mu Dianke was silent for a moment, and finally said, "The night before yesterday, someone exhumed and mutilated the body. It is still under investigation, and most of the evidence points to Liu Yan."

Rong Yi paused with his fingers, but the expected gaffe did not come.

—no rage, no sorrow, even the teapot was held steady without spilling a drop.

He pushed the [-]% full teacup in front of Mu Dianke, and the response was only light, "It's not her".

"It's not her", these short words set off a huge wave in Mu Dianke's heart.

There is emotion in the words, and the word "she" is soft and tender, and it definitely does not refer to Liu Yan.So, did Rong Yi think that there would be such a day, and in anticipation of this day, Liu Qingwu's bones were moved out of the Lu family's cemetery in advance?
"I have made too many enemies." Rong Yi explained, "Especially in the past five years, there are too many."

And there is a person in his heart who cannot be loved deeply, almost everyone knows it.

Mu Dianke lowered his head and sipped his tea to conceal his ups and downs.It is old tea with a faint musty smell.

"These days, I always wonder what kind of life she would have lived if she had never met me—" Rong Yi lowered his eyes, tapped on the rim of the cup with his slender fingers, and there was a depression in his expression that had never been shown in front of others. Knee, and beauty for a lifetime... In the next life, don't meet again."

He took the chipped teacup, raised his neck and drank it all, and lowered his head to look at Mu Dianke.

Mu Dianke smiled and looked away, "It's hard to say." She said, "Everyone knows what they want, how can Xiangye make a wish on her behalf?"

Rong Yi smiled, and asked, "Miss Fourth, do you want to give birth in the future?"

"The next life is too far away." Mu Dian laughed ridiculously, "Live this life well first."

She also thought about it: in the next life, she still wants to meet Qian Buddha, and she also wants to continue to be mother and child with Ju Yan and the twins... As for the others, she thinks that she feels lost in her heart, so she doesn't think about it.

"The Dou family is dead, and the third master Fang was pardoned, and he will go to Luoyang to take up his post soon."

Mu Dianke gave a brief account of what happened recently. Given the strict guards, Fang Xian had no way to pass on the news, "Ren Luoyang governor. It's the meaning of Jun Yu."

"It's Third Uncle Fang's wish." Rong Yi corrected, "After all, father and son are connected."

He filled a cup of tea and toasted Mu Dianke, "Thank you!"

(End of this chapter)