"I understand." Looking at the intertwined hands of the two people, especially the arrogance and pride in Mo Xuan's eyes, Sima Chun felt that it was extremely dazzling, and lowered his eyes slightly: "I'm sorry!" After finishing speaking, he walked away slowly, The obviously thinner back looks so lonely and sad.

When he reached the door of the dungeon, he still didn't hear Qingyun's voice to stay or change his mind. Sima Chun suddenly stopped and turned to stare at her deeply, but seeing her eyes as deep as ink, her expression calm and calm, her lips slightly pursed, he couldn't help but His eyes dimmed.

Jiu'er, even though I have done many things to hurt you, my heart and love for you can be learned from all over the world.

Now that I'm about to die, I just want to be buried next to your cemetery to guard you day and night, and hope that I will continue my relationship with you in the next life. Don't you want to?Don't you really have the heart for me to die with peace in my eyes?

Seeing the pleading and sadness in Sima Chun's eyes, Qingyun and Mo Xuan's fingers intertwined tightly, their clear and beautiful face was as indifferent and calm as a pool of water.

Although he couldn't help himself, even though she no longer hated him, the damage had already been done, so how could it be assumed that nothing happened?

What's more, she will only live and die with Chen Yu, how can she agree to Sima Chun's so-called last wish?

"Zhang Lianwu suffered from an incurable disease and has disappeared with Juechen Palace forever. Concubine Lin was also brutally murdered by Zhang Lianwu. She is your concubine after all, and they have been recorded in the imperial jade. I don't know. What are your plans?"

Knowing that Qingyun's mind had been made up, Sima Chun was full of sadness and self-mockery, after all, he was extravagant, so he didn't care, and said: "Zhang Lianwu deserves to die, cut off her royal position, and as for Concubine Lin, I will set up a tomb next to my cemetery. I will leave this matter to you." After speaking, he left sadly.

Seeing the lonely back of Sima Chun leaving, Qingyun sighed silently, then turned to look at Yue Ting, eyes filled with pity and regret.

He should have had another kind of free and easy life, but it was a pity that he met Lin Yulin and ended up harming others and himself.

"Come on!"

Lu Po came in and said respectfully, "What is the princess' order?"

"Choose a place outside the capital to bury him well." When a person dies like a lamp goes out, all the past is wiped out.

"Observe the order!" Lupo then summoned two hidden guards to take Yue Ting away.

Looking sideways at Mo Xuan, Qing Yun hadn't said anything yet, but Mo Xuan, who knew it by heart, said softly: "I'll go develop the antidote immediately, let Long Ying accompany you to the prison, some things are time to do It's over."

Qingyun understood that the medicine used to prepare the antidote could not be kept for a long time, otherwise it would be useless, and the grievances between her and Lin Yufen should indeed be over, so she nodded, and then walked out of the dungeon with Mo Xuan.

After watching Qingyun and Longying leave, Mo Xuan quickly walked to the pharmacy.

The Heavenly Prison of the Ministry of Justice is the most mysterious and strictest place in Jin State.

"See the Ninth Princess for a humble job, and the Ninth Princess is a thousand years old!" Seeing Qing Yun and Long Ying coming, the warden Wang Lin led all the guards to kneel down and salute.

"Let's all get flat." Raising his hand to signal everyone to get up, Qingyun said softly, "I'm going to come and see some of the repeat offenders, please lead the way."

"Ninth Princess, please!" Wang Lin opened the cell door himself, and respectfully guided Qing Yun and the others into the cell.

The first floor of the Heavenly Prison usually imprisoned court officials with relatively minor crimes, but now the family members of the criminals who committed the civil strife were imprisoned. Panicked and desperate, seeing Qingyun coming at this moment, they rushed to the prison door one after another, all of them were extremely excited.

"Ninth Princess, we were wronged, please forgive me!"

"Ninth Princess, the crime the master committed has nothing to do with us, we don't know anything, please let us go!"

"Ninth Princess, please spare me, we are still young, we don't want to die..."

Her clear eyes looked around at the crowd who were either crying non-stop, or shouting for mercy at the top of their lungs. The light in Qing Yun's eyes was as deep as the sea, and her clear and beautiful face was always as calm as water.

The crime of seeking to usurp the throne is heinous, even if these people did not participate in it, they cannot escape the responsibility, after all, the law of the country cannot tolerate it.

"Shut up!" Wang Lin winked at the jailers, who immediately scolded the family members, while Wang Lin led Qingyun to the next floor of the prison.

The prison on the second floor held officials of the fourth rank or above or committed serious crimes. At the moment, Lin Jinpeng, Lin Hai and his son were being held.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Lin Jinpeng and his son, who had their eyes closed, slowly opened them, and then closed them again quickly, looking haggard and disheartened.

The further down he went, the more gloomy and cold he felt, Qingyun gathered his cloak, his face was as solemn as frost.

The bottom floor of the Heavenly Prison only detains officials of one grade or more, or commits treasonous crimes, or heinous criminals. They are all built with the strongest granite masonry, and have the most terrifying instruments of torture, which everyone has heard of. Where the color changes.

Glancing at Long Ying, Long Ying waved Wang Lin and the others to retreat, then followed Qingyun down the stone steps, and passed through a not-so-long corridor, where he could already see Lin Yufen, Lin Bingquan and Zhang Zishan being imprisoned. A corner of the iron fence of the cell.

In the cold and humid dungeon, a few candles flickered, making people feel more eerie.

Lin Yulin's cursing voice full of resentment and hatred echoed in the dungeon over and over again, repeatedly it was Emperor Huiwen who failed her, Mu Qingyi who robbed her of her man*, deserved to die early, and Mu Qingyun even more so. The son who deserved to be hacked into pieces for many years betrayed her. . . . . .In short, everything was someone else's fault, and she was not half responsible, Qingyun frowned slightly, with a clear and murderous look vaguely in the brows.

"Nine princesses?"

Seeing Qingyun approaching, Zhang Zishan suddenly jumped off the wooden bed, before he even had time to put on his shoes, he rushed to the edge of the iron fence, his pale and slender hands clutching the iron fence, his once vigorous appearance was obviously much older: "Ninth Princess, criminal minister It was also because of Lin Bingquan's compulsion that he did something stupid, the guilty minister knew he was wrong, please forgive the nine princesses, and spare the guilty minister's life!"

Qingyun lowered her eyes slightly, turning a deaf ear to Zhang Zishan's begging for mercy.

In the dungeon a few steps away, Lin Bingquan lifted one eyelid slightly and glanced at Zhang Zishan, with mockery and disdain clearly in his eyes, then closed his eyes again, still sitting motionless on the wooden bed.

Dodging to the side of the iron fence where Zhang Zishan was waiting, Long Ying stretched out his hand and touched his two acupuncture points, preventing him from yelling and immobilizing him. Then he stared at Lin Bingquan warily. There is a plan to put everything in one basket after all, after all, the princess is coming alone now.

Lin Yufeng was cursing vigorously, when he saw the light clouds approaching slowly, his haggard and thin face suddenly became gloomy and grim, his eyes flashed with resentment and cruelty, and his hoarse voice screamed strangely: "Little bitch, Aijia thought you were afraid to come!"

"I haven't done anything wrong, so why don't you dare to come?"

Qingyun stood with her hands behind her back, staring at Lin Yupeng whose expression suddenly became extremely ugly, her dark eyes were filled with coldness, and Qingling's voice was full of sarcasm and pity.

"Up to now, you still don't realize that you are to blame for the situation you are in today. Instead, you blame others for all your faults. You are really pitiful and pathetic!"

Lin Yufeng's eyes froze: "You..."

"You blame the late emperor for failing you, but you must know that the late emperor never loved you, and as a concubine in the harem, you secretly communicated with Yue Ting, the son of Juechen Palace, and even gave birth to a pair of children;

You blamed Bengong's mother for robbing your man*man, but you must know that Bengong's mother and father are in love with each other, but you shamelessly intervened between them, and in order to achieve the goal of monopolizing Bengong's father, you cruelly poisoned him. How many harem concubines have been murdered by my mother?

You blame Yue Ting for being cowardly and incompetent for not helping you realize your ambitions, but you must know that he has extraordinary talents, but he is willing to feign death for you, giving up the chance to become the successor master of Juechen Palace, and guarding you heartlessly from the palace, even more annihilated Conscience has killed so many innocent people for you;

You blame Sima Chun and Zhilan for betraying you, but you must know that you have always regarded them as pawns in your struggle for favor and power, and never really cared about them, but Sima Chun was willing to be used by you, and Zhilan also wanted to atone for you, At the expense of one's own life's happiness;

Lin Yufen, you are a lady from a famous family, you are outstandingly talented, courageous and resourceful, you are indeed better than many people, but it is a pity that you are selfish, ruthless, wanting everything, and in the end you will only betray your relatives and lose everything;

This situation is all caused by you, so what right do you have to complain about others? "

Lin Yufen opened his mouth to refute Qingyun, but found that he had no way to refute, his face was pale, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably from anger and resentment.

Lin Bingquan still sat on the wooden bed with his eyes closed, as if he was indifferent to the debate between Qingyun and Lin Yufen.

And Zhang Zishan stared at Lin Yufen with his eyes wide open, his face full of shock and disbelief.

Unexpectedly, King Chun and Princess Yongle are not of royal blood at all, but the sinful species of Lin Yufeng and other men. Zhang Zishan was shocked, and even Lin Bingquan opened his eyes suddenly.

"Lin Yufen, you keep saying that you love the first emperor deeply. After so many years, don't you realize that the first emperor and the man you love so deeply are actually not the same person?"

"What do you mean?" Lin Yufen asked subconsciously, and a feeling of uneasiness rose in his heart.

Gathering the white fox shawl on her body, Qingyun walked slowly to the chair beside her and sat down, caressing her white and crystal clear hands, raised her eyebrows and glanced at the three of Lin Yufeng who were all listening with their ears up. With sarcasm and pity, he pursed his lips slightly and remained silent.

The more Qingyun remained silent, the more Lin Yufeng and the three felt inexplicably panicked. Lin Yufeng's hands gripping the iron fence were tight and pale, and Lin Bingquan stared straight at Qingyun, his eyes gloomy like ink, Thoughtful.

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