A delicate green plum dressed as a traitor

Chapter 521
Three five seven: Wisdom dust.

She knocked out two officers and soldiers stationed there, got the key and went to cell No. [-].

The passage is gloomy, and there are two rows of low-rise prison cells, where ordinary miscellaneous criminals are detained. At the northern end is the inner prison, which is dedicated to detaining heavy criminals on death row.

Monk Zhichen is the innermost prisoner.

Because Ye Zhi was afraid, she walked faster, took a torch to look at the cell number, and quickly used lightness kung fu to pass by.

Ye Zhi is bold, but in this gloomy prison, her round and beautiful eyes are full of fear, her face is tense, and she will collapse at the slightest accident.

Let's say she is timid, but she dared to break into an unknown prison alone.

Just when I couldn't bear the fear in my heart and wanted to yell!
The prison cell No. [-] of the inner prison looks particularly sacred under the light of the torch.

Thank goodness!

He raised the torch and took a photo into the dark prison: "Master Zhichen? Are you there? Master Zhichen?"

In the prison cell, there was a monk with a clear figure lying motionless on a stone bed, with dozens of large and small whip marks all over his body, and two whip marks left on his face.

No one paid any attention, Ye Zhi kept looking into the prison: "Master? Are you dead? Didn't you be executed two days later? Did you get killed by torture in advance? Please reply me when you receive it."

Still no reply.

She was slightly taken aback: "It's all right now, Mingyan doesn't know what kind of monsters are going to happen."

The sound of "Xisuo" came from cell No. [-].

Ye Zhi was terrified and froze in place, as if Master Zhichen had cheated on his corpse...

She looked inside slowly, and it turned out that the person was not dead, but struggled to get up, and sat there without speaking...

"Master, I am Ye Zhi from the Shangshu Mansion, Ming Yan's master, you must not die. I see that Ming Yan is not in the right state these two days, and I am afraid that she will die for love."

While speaking, he opened the cell door with the key he found and walked in.

Monk Zhichen froze slightly, his eyes flickered, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I remember you, let's go, I will be executed soon, a dying person is not worthy of being nostalgic, let her be good in the future." live."

He never thought that the woman who had been rejected so many times by him indifferently and mercilessly was still thinking about him at this moment.

If there is an afterlife, maybe the two of them will achieve a positive result.

In this world, it is impossible to do so!
He didn't look like a heartless person, Ye Zhi was puzzled: "Master, why do you want to assassinate the emperor?"

"My father was still the governor of the sixth rank in the past. He was a clean and honest official. Because he was not in line with the emperor's wishes in the court, a dispute arose. The emperor was furious and executed my father. Later, he listened to the slander and destroyed my family. None of the 49 people in the house survived, only I escaped, this revenge must be avenged."

The bitterness in his tone cannot be ignored.

Obviously, such a long time has passed, and the faces of his parents have become hazy, but there is always a voice in his heart: Emperor Jing Ping must be killed.

Just a few sentences can't express the despair at that time.

Ye Zhi's face under the black mask was complicated, and she was shocked, how desperate Master Zhichen was back then.He also understands a truth, it turned out that the reason why he rejected Ming Yan many times was not because he was ruthless, but because he had already made up his mind to die.

The man closed his eyes and said calmly, "So you can go."

She refused, and persuaded: "No, you come with me. I came to inquire about the situation tonight, but now that there are few officers and soldiers, it is better to hit the sun than to choose a day. Let's go back to the inn first. There are three unfilial acts, and the worst is to have no descendants. I If you guessed right, you haven't given your family an empress, and you will go to hell after you die, and you won't have the face to face your parents."

(End of this chapter)