Abandoned wife in the bridal chamber: General, you are divorced

Chapter 122
Murong Fengyuan panicked for a while, even though he kept reassuring himself that the dream was reversed and that he only dreamed day and night, he couldn't hide the growing panic in his heart.

Could it be that the reason why he couldn't find her was because she didn't want to come back, didn't want to come back to him, so she deliberately hid?

Do not!
She can't leave him!
He absolutely does not allow her to walk out of his life!
The man stood up abruptly, grabbed his robe and rushed out the door.

Prison dungeon.

All the way down the steps, there were heart-piercing screams everywhere, the candlelight flickered, and strange reflections of fangs and claws were reflected on the blood-stained stone wall.

Those sent here are all criminals on death row who have committed the most heinous crimes.

As soon as Murong Fengyuan's figure appeared here, the jailer who was dozing off with Erlang's legs up suddenly stood up and looked at him with fear: "Murong, General Murong."

"Where are the two prisoners I sent over a month ago?" The man glanced at the cell behind him and asked coldly.

He wanted to know what exactly Yun Yueying had said to Jun Chuyue.

When the prison chief heard it, beads of sweat immediately appeared on his head. How could he have known that Murong Fengyuan would come to ask about the two prisoners after a month. At that time, the female prisoner was crying to see When Murong Fengyuan was around, but he gave the order to beat him to death until he couldn't speak, and as a result, he accidentally...

"General Murong, if you have anything to say, tell your subordinates, and your subordinates will ask for you. It's dirty here, and I'm afraid your shoes will be dirty..."

"Stop talking nonsense and take me there!"

Murong Fengyuan stared, the cell boss was used to all kinds of torture and had a strong will, but at this moment, just because of the man's stare, his legs instantly felt weak, and he was even more frightened when he came back to his senses. Concealment: "Go back, go back to General Murong, it's not that the subordinates refuse to lead the way, it's true, it's true that the two prisoners died in prison half a month ago."

"Dead? How did you die?"

The prison boss dared not say that he was beaten to death, so he had to lie: "Those two prisoners are both weak and weak, how can they stand the environment in the prison? Both of them are seriously ill and cannot be saved. It died in a few days, and in the end I had to be dragged out and buried hastily.”

He swallowed his saliva as he spoke, and carefully apologized: "I don't know why General Murong sought those two prisoners. He also recorded a few statements at the time. I wonder if it will be useful."

"Bring it."

"Yes!"

The cell boss hurriedly went to get a statement, Murong Fengyuan frowned, pulled the stool over with a cold face and sat down boldly.

Regarding Yun Yueying's death, at this moment, he didn't even have the slightest disturbance in his heart.

He could forgive her for drugging him.

But he couldn't forgive her for attacking Jun Chuyue.

After knowing what she had done, all the remaining emotion for her in his heart had disappeared.

Not long after, the cell boss brought back the confession: "General Murong, please take a look."

Murong Fengyuan took it and read it line by line by the dim candlelight in the dungeon, but he didn't see any useful information, so he had to put the confession back on the table, got up and walked out.

Seeing that he didn't embarrass himself, the prison chief couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and hastily followed behind him respectfully and sent him out: "General Murong, good day!"

Murong Fengyuan didn't say a word. When he came out from the Ministry of Criminal Justice, every house lit up the lights, and the imperial city presented a grand scene of fiery trees and silver flowers. Even though it was night, the number of people on the street did not decrease but increased, and everyone's faces were filled with joy Feelings.

Murong Fengyuan was stunned for a long time.

It took him a long time to remember that today is the night of the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, a day for the whole family to rejoice.

At that moment, loneliness spread like a tide, and it submerged his whole body and mind in a blink of an eye.

People walked past him talking and laughing, and occasionally someone looked at him curiously.

The man stood motionless like a statue standing on the street, and there seemed to be an invisible barrier around him, blocking the laughter outside, leaving only endless sorrow and endless loneliness...

After a few days of the martial arts competition in the royal school, Murong Fengyuan was still out of his mind. When it was his turn to go on stage, he was full of flaws. After a few hits, he was stabbed in the breast shield and lost. The emperor and all the ministers felt sorry for him.

After all, Murong Fengyuan had always been an invincible opponent in school competitions in the past.

After coming down from the arena, the man didn't stop much, he asked the emperor for permission, and then left first, and met King Cheng and Princess Cheng on the way out.

"General Murong." King Cheng nodded, then asked after a pause, "Is there still no news about Madam Ling's whereabouts?"

Seeing that the man was silent, I had to raise my hand and pat him on the shoulder: "Mrs. Ling is a strange woman. If it weren't for her, Qing'er's suffering would have been in vain, and Liu He would not be able to wash away her grievances. I believe that she is a lucky person." There must be a sign of the sky, you may come back someday, so don't worry too much."

The matter in the paddock has come to light, and Liu and Princess have recovered their titles and status. As for Princess Cheng, although her eyes cannot be restored, her emotions have stabilized.

There was no change in Murong Fengyuan's expression, he just said in a hoarse voice, "Mengcheng Wang Jiyan."

After finishing the words, he pushed away his hand on his shoulder, raised his feet and staggered towards the stable.

No news.

Still no news.

Jun Chuyue, where are you?
The man rode on, but no one knew how exhausted he was now, and no one knew what position that girl occupied in his heart now.

The scene in front of him was suddenly in a trance, Jun Chuyue's voice and smile were swaying everywhere, he frowned, and wanted to call her, but he opened his mouth, spit out a mouthful of sweet smell, and instantly fell into darkness.

Pfft!
With the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, the surrounding people exclaimed.

When he woke up again, he was already lying in the imperial hospital. Seeing him open his eyes, the doctor hurried over and saluted: "General Murong, you are awake."

The man glanced at him, then got up and got out of bed without saying a word.

The doctor hurriedly held him down, and when he came into contact with the man's icy gaze, he took back his hand a little bit with a poignant smile. Cold sweat broke out involuntarily on his vest, but with the duty of saving lives and healing the wounded, he bravely advised, "How many days have you been?" Didn’t close your eyes, the old minister advises the general to take more rest, otherwise, even if the body is hardened, it won’t be able to withstand such wear and tear. The old minister has prescribed some soothing decoctions for you, and you can take them home and decoct them in the morning and evening..."

The doctor's words were not finished, because Murong Fengyuan's figure had disappeared at the gate of the Royal Hospital and rode away in a hurry——

Soothing? !
Why does he want to soothe his nerves?

Murong Fengyuan thought to himself that only when he was in a trance could he see his girl, as if she was still by his side, and during this time he relied on this to numb and comfort himself, and to have hope.

In the imperial hospital, the doctor looked away and shook his head, then sighed and said to himself: "Oh, it's a heart disease after all, and I still need heart medicine..."

(End of this chapter)