Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 81
Ling Youyao froze in place, and the coolness from the soles of her feet spread all over her body. She didn't dare to go over, fearing that she would become the next ghost.

Fu Mingjue waited patiently for her to come, as if if she didn't come, he would go and catch her himself.

Obviously, Ling Youyao realized this one step faster than him, and he had already stepped out without him asking.

"My lord, I'm afraid of ghosts, can I stop watching?" She looked at Fu Mingjue with a slightly pleading look, fearing that once she entered, she would never come out again.

But Fu Mingjue didn't intend to let her go, he carried her into the darkness, and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, I won't let her hurt you."

In the end, Ling Youyao was dragged in by him——

The rancid smell permeating the room was disgusting. It was pitch black inside, and the scene in front of him could not be seen clearly, only the faint sound of breathing could be heard faintly.

Ling Youyao tightly grasped Fu Mingjue's sleeve, although she was afraid, but the curiosity in her heart drove her to see more clearly.

Fu Mingjue approached her with a low smile and said, "It's too late to leave now."

"Is she your concubine?"

In the darkness, Ling Youyao's eyes were clear and bright, which made Fu Mingjue inexplicably feel guilty.

He didn't answer. He walked aside and lit the lamp. The moment the fire light jumped, Ling Youyao could see the scene in front of him completely.

She covered her mouth in astonishment, obviously terrified, but her body couldn't move a bit.

How much did Fu Mingjue hate her that he cut off her legs and trapped her in this huge iron cage like an animal?

It was rumored that King Jing killed his mother, but no one had ever thought about the origin of this rumor. Even Ling Youyao was fascinated by these rumors, thus ignoring the truth of the matter.

In the eyes of everyone, the noble man who had already turned into dry bones and was not devoured by insects and ants in the dark underground was still alive.

Fu Mingjue didn't kill his mother, he just imprisoned her, but what's the difference between her being dead and what she is doing now?

Ling Youyao turned her head stiffly to look at Fu Mingjue, she wanted to see if there was any other kind of emotion on his face at this moment.

—Unfortunately, no.

"My lord, do you really hate her so much?"

Hearing these words, Fu Mingjue seemed to have suddenly lost all strength, and leaned lazily on the chair, with a sarcasm on his lips: "Yes, this king is not willing to let her die just like that."

Let her linger on, unable to live or die, give her the hope of living, and then crush it with her own hands.

There seems to be nothing more satisfying than this in the world.

Ling Youyao looked at him with complicated eyes. What Ronggui had done was absolutely disgusting, but Fu Mingjue was only eight years old when the late emperor ordered her to be executed. Imprisoned in the palace.

If the Empress Dowager finds out about this, she will definitely take this opportunity to get rid of Fu Mingjue, and the courtiers will also attack him.

At that time, is it one step closer to his rebellion?
Ling Youyao took a deep breath, walked slowly towards the person who confined her in the darkness, and said softly, "My lord, let her go."

"Let her go?" Fu Mingjue sneered, "What qualifications do you have to let me let her go?"

"I'm not qualified, but I don't want to see you being accused by thousands of people and falling into a place of no return," Ling Youyao said, "I know it's all her fault, but it's different now, if others find out, they just will think it's your fault."

Back then, Fu Mingjue was still young, so it was natural that Ronggui deserved death for abusing his youngest son.

But now, the child who was abused back then has grown into a powerful official, and Mr. Ronggui is just a forgotten cripple.

Before the truth is known, people will only see the weak at first sight, and who would have thought that poor people must have something to hate?
Seeing her firm and clear eyes, Fu Mingjue felt a bit dazed, then avoided her gaze, and said calmly: "This king will not let her go, just like she would never let me go back then."

His paranoia made Ling Youyao helpless, thinking that she would die with him in the end, she was extremely angry.

"You don't want to let her go, why don't you kill her with one knife?"

"To kill her is to let her go." Fu Mingjue stared quietly at the unconscious person in the iron cage, "I want her to live a long life and live to the end."

Ling Youyao was startled by his words and couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

At this time, the woman in the cage woke up slowly, and when she saw Ling Youyao, a trace of confusion appeared in her cloudy eyes, "Who are you?"

Ling Youyao turned her head when she heard the sound, and when she saw that pale and sickly face, she couldn't help feeling: Even though she was tortured, her appearance was much better than that of the Queen Mother. If you look closely, you will find that her eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Fu Mingjue.

"I seem to have seen you..." Rong Gui put his hands on the ground and crawled forward with difficulty, trying to see Ling Youyao clearly.

Ling Youyao met her eyes and stepped back subconsciously. Although she knew she was not a ghost, she was always scared.

Fu Mingjue held her waist and protected her by his side, then looked down at the person he had hated all his life, "It seems that you are still alive and well."

After Sun Fuzhi removed the carrion from her broken leg last time, she improved a lot, but this also meant that she would continue to live without human beings or ghosts.

Ronggui kept shrinking back, his eyes terrified: "Please let me go, I was really wrong."

"You have said this countless times, so you should understand that this king will not agree to you." Fu Mingjue said coldly.

In these 14 years, she had begged Fu Mingjue to let her go countless times, from the initial begging for survival to the later begging for death, but no matter what, Fu Mingjue never agreed to her.

Ronggui's eyes were full of tears, and his face was full of remorse: "I was obsessed with ghosts back then, everything was my fault, I'm sorry for you"

Ling Youyao quietly listened to her confession, without a trace of emotion on her face.

If it wasn't because she was unwilling to live in a small side palace, how could she use Fu Mingjue to win the late emperor's favor?She claimed to be Fu Mingjue's mother and concubine, but what she did was outrageous.

Such a person deserves no sympathy.

Ronggui was lying on the moldy quilt, the remaining half of his body was writhing, like a bug living in the gutter, eager to die, but reluctant to die.

She looked at Fu Mingjue with tears of remorse, and said with a sob: "Mother Concubine is really wrong. After so many years, can you forgive Mother Concubine? Ayong."

When Fu Mingjue heard the name Ayong, the breath in his body suddenly condensed, and the wound that had healed was torn open again, bloody, and exposed to the cool air.

"You don't deserve that name!"

Ling Youyao was taken aback by him, and when she raised her eyes to see the pain in his eyes, she was slightly taken aback.

阿拥
What is the meaning of this name?
Rong Guiren curled up and whimpered, "Tiger poison doesn't eat offspring, Ah Yong, mother and concubine love you."

Fu Mingjue smiled sarcastically: "Concubine Mother? Why do you have the face to say it?"

(End of this chapter)