Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 341 The Pit Depth 076 Meters Gentle Past (3)
Ling'er's suffering stopped when Fang Jiran rescued her.

Fang Jiran saved her and her mother, and from then on she entered the Fang family, and thus met Fang Jiran's senior brother, Mo Dan. After Fang Jiran's accident, she became a child of the Mo family, and naturally followed Mo Dan.From then on, I broke up with the profession of begging.

"Does Ling'er feel bitter?" Mo Jiu asked suddenly.

"When you have food, you don't suffer. When you don't eat, you suffer."

Ling'er's voice was very low, as if she didn't want to recall her childhood, but even though she was restless, after eating, she still tidied up the cell dutifully. After finishing the arrangement, she sat under the bed, leaning her back against the edge of the bed, not on Mo Jiu's bed, but turned her back to her as a guard, and stared at the cell door without blinking.

"Sister sleeps peacefully, with Ling'er watching over her, I'm afraid that those people... have a wrong heart."

The wooden bed in the cell was very hard, with only a layer of dry straw on it. Mo Jiu didn't feel sleepy, but she couldn't move after repeated "please". She stared at the back of the little girl's head for a long time, and finally decided not to try to change her values ​​and outlook on life.A person needs some certain rules to live. If she really breaks her stubborn concept, she may be confused.

Mo Jiu closed his eyes, tugged at Xiao Qian's robe, and it became much warmer.

But with a quick glance, she found the black robe and muttered innocently, "Why does this guy like black all of a sudden?"

The prison in the imperial city was turbulent, and the imperial capital was not peaceful that night.

The large number of forbidden soldiers who were looking for Song Yan had not yet evacuated from the Garden of Thorns. Princess Cheng almost swollen her eyes from crying. She knelt and cried in the Garden of Thorns. Nine thousand cuts to pieces.In such a tense atmosphere, the imperial guards were cautious one by one, for fear of being decapitated, when they were looking for someone, they naturally did their best.

However, they never found Song Yan.

It is difficult to find someone in the floating mud at night, even if you want to.

This time, Concubine Xie Guifei set up the garden tour. Now that someone died, she was Song Yan, the only young princess of Prince Cheng's Mansion. She went back to the palace to wash up early and closed the palace door, saying that she was praying to God in the room. Pray for the peace of the little princess.But less than three o'clock, she led two maids to appear in Princess Yujia's Jiahe Palace.

The dark night sky, not even a single star.

Concubine Xie entered the room with a burst of cold air, but she was facing Yu Jia who was sitting in the hall in a daze.

Under the light of the wind lantern, Yujia's face was as pale as a ghost.

Concubine Xie was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Why hasn't Yujia fallen asleep yet?"

Yujia glanced at her with a stiff expression, "Didn't Concubine Mother sleep too?"

She didn't get up to salute, and she didn't come to help her as usual, and said some thoughtful words, which made Concubine Xie's face darken and a little displeased.But she and Emperor Zhihua had a son and a daughter. Since Song Xi left the palace and divided the government, it was a routine matter to greet her with her, and there was nothing to say between mother and child. She only had Yujia as a close-fitting padded jacket, which she was usually very fond of. , even reluctant to say serious things, how could she be so sad.

Staring at Yujia's watery eyes, she waved the maid to go out, and sat down beside her, "I'm still looking for it in the garden, don't worry, Yan'er will be fine."

She said this sentence with peace of mind, Yujia looked at her sideways, but suddenly smiled, "Mother concubine treats me as a three-year-old child?"

Although they were still looking for Song Yan at this time, everyone knew that even if they were found, it would only be a corpse.

(End of this chapter)