Luo Qingyu's heart trembled slightly, but after not seeing him for a few days, the originally handsome boy turned skinny and skinny!

His face was pale and pale, his originally slightly round face became narrow and narrow, his chin was as sharp as an awl, and his hair was as messy as a beggar.

"Nianchu!" Ye Zhao couldn't hold his breath, and quickly stepped forward: "How are you?!"

This is his sister's only blood, and after living in his house for so long, the uncle and nephew are already very attached.

Ye Zhao treated him like his own son, so seeing him like this now, naturally he felt very distressed. [

His eyes were like lightning, and he fell on the jailer next to him: "Why torture him?! He is just a child!"

The jailer lowered his head, but he answered neither humble nor overbearing: "Master Hui, this young master slandered the Holy Majesty in the prison, if the crown prince had not ordered it, you should take good care of him, I'm afraid he will suffer even more. "

Ye Zhao: "..." He couldn't speak anymore.

Slandering the Holy Majesty is a death penalty. If Nian Chuzhen didn't know how to slander the Holy Majesty life and death, a whipping would not be too much.

Yun Yinming sighed: "Nianchu, you are too ignorant, how can you slander the Holy One? Fortunately..."

He glanced at the jailer again: "He's still just a child, so he might be a bit outspoken, and he might not have a heart. Don't let this kind of words reach the ears of the Holy One, or it will be another dispute."

The jailer nodded respectfully: "Yes, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Luo Qingyu watched with cold eyes, and sneered in her heart. She didn't expect Yun Yinming to be able to sing, so this pretentiousness was naturally for her to see...

Not only let her see her brother's miserable appearance, she was anxious to rescue him, but also evaded his relationship with the prince, and secretly sold her a good favor to make her be grateful to him...

"Slandering the Holy One?" Luo Qingyu suddenly laughed: "I don't know what he slandered the Holy One?"

Her voice was delicate and crisp, resounding in this dark prison, passing by everyone's heart like a silver bell.

Luo Nianchu suddenly raised his head, looked at his sister, his dead eyes sparkled brightly: "Sister!"

Luo Haitian also raised his head suddenly, his dull eyes widened instantly, staring at Luo Qingyu firmly: "You...you are?"

When Luo Qingyu broke up with him, she was still a dark-faced clown girl.

Now her appearance has changed so much that he didn't notice it just now...

Although Luo Qingyu's appearance has changed greatly, her voice has not changed, so when she spoke, Luo Haitian's heart was shocked.

Hearing Luo Nianchu's call again, his heart felt as if he had been hit hard by someone, and he looked at Luo Qingyu in disbelief, his mind went blank, and he didn't know if it was shame or something else...

Her lips trembled a few times before she called out tremblingly: "Yun Xia..."

His eldest daughter finally turned from an ugly duckling into a white swan, which he hardly dared to recognize. [

But after seeing her face clearly, he was very sure that this was his daughter!

Her current appearance resembles his deceased wife Ye Lingchu by six or seven points——

Thinking of what he did to this eldest daughter before, the guilt and regret in his heart was overwhelming: "Yun Xia... I'm sorry for you..." Bleak 

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