Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

The prison was very dark, very dark, only a faint flame was burning on the wall at the end of the aisle.

Zong Ruichen walked down the stairs cautiously, only his voice could be heard on the steps.

He naturally listened to what the Third Emperor said. The Fourth Prince is not a good person, and he knows it well.

Last time, Brother Sanhuang led troops to Yu Kingdom without saying a word, and he left in a hurry without having time to inform Zong Ruichen.

He lives in the Xuanqi military camp, and he will not know until the Xuanqis are all ready to go and leave in the early morning. Zong Ruichen was startled and hurriedly packed his luggage, but was told by Mu Yuanlong that he was not going to take him there.

It was difficult for Zong Ruichen to describe how depressed he was at that time.

He had been looking forward to going to the battlefield for so long, and the emperor had promised him that he would go after his eyes recovered, saying that it was impossible not to be disappointed.

However, he also knew that Brother Sanhuang must have done this because he had not yet learned his martial arts, and he was afraid that he would have an accident on the battlefield, so he made this arrangement.

It's just that after he left the palace, he lived in the Xuanqi barracks and learned martial arts with Brother Mu. Now that all the Xuanqi had left, they had no choice but to return to the Third Prince's Mansion. The Third Prince's Mansion also lived in the imperial brother's friend Gu Ziyuan, as well as Ye Linghan.

After so many things, it was difficult for Zong Ruichen to communicate with Ye Linghan again. The latter also looks very busy, running out every day. As for Gu Ziyuan, who has an official position and wakes up early every day, they are not familiar with them.

So during the time when the third brother left the capital, Zong Ruichen was idle, and only the fourth brother often came to play with him.

At the beginning, Zong Ruichen was naturally full of vigilance towards Zong Chengsi, and he would not enter the oil or salt.

However... In all fairness, Zong Chengsi really did nothing to hurt him in the past few months, not even mentioning the Three Emperor Brothers or fanning the flames in front of him, which caused Zong Ruichen to be full of vigilance at first. Available everywhere. He didn't even take him to any outrageous places, on the contrary, he was quite caring and often took him out to have fun.

No matter how precocious Zong Ruichen is, he is still only a teenager. In the early years, he stayed in the cold palace and never experienced the kindness of others.

Only the third brother...and the fourth brother, maybe the latter is fake, Zong Ruichen still decided to send him the last ride, by the way, why the fourth brother suddenly rebelled.

Until Zong Ruichen went all the way to the bottom, the prison was deserted, and there was no sound at all.

Holding the torch provided by the jailer, he walked forward in the air, staring carefully at the only black spot in the cell in the distance.

"Crack la la la la-"

It wasn't until Zong Ruichen stood outside the cell for a while that the man who had been hanging his head in the cell suddenly raised his eyes.

Zong Ruichen took a step back in fright.

The face under the light of the fire was distorted, and the eyes were full of bloodshots. There was not the slightest bit of suave and romantic that was usually neat and tidy, but it was like a ghost in hell.

"Ho ho, ho ho ho."

For a whole night, Zong Chengsi endured an inhuman torture in the imperial prison.

Over the years, he has indeed made a lot of small moves in private, and he has also made some important court officials. For example, the letters to the King of Beining that year, and some letters that were not on the table, made plans with people from the three religions and nine-class people.

However, these letters were kept by him in the dark room of the Fourth Prince's Mansion.

There is also an extremely hidden secret box in the dark room. It was a box that Zong Chengsi bought from a businessman who traveled around the world when he was looking for a few years ago. As long as the box opening mechanism is entered incorrectly three times, it will automatically destroy the contents inside.

Zong Chengsi's character is inherently cautious, and every time he transmits a secret letter, he uses extremely concealed means not to say it. There are so many preparations for storing the secret letter. He dared to guarantee that only he knew all this, and it was absolutely impossible to find a second person who knew about it.

So at the beginning, he was full of confidence and determined that no matter how arrogant Yu Beizhou was, he would not dare to do anything to him... Until the king of Beining threw the pile of letters to the ground, and then he called the servants of the Fourth Prince's Mansion to help him. Adviser of the Fifth and Sixth Prince's Mansion.

The evidence is solid and irrefutable.

"Father, please spare your life!! My son has absolutely no intention of this, and please ask the father to see it clearly!"

Zong Chengsi panicked when these evidences were put in front of everyone.

He knelt on the ground and said indifferently, "Furthermore, Erchen entered the palace last night because he had something important to report to the emperor! Last night, Erchen was fortunate enough to be entrusted by the immortal to dream that the third prince was not your biological son, but your biological son. It's the King of Beining! If you don't believe me, ask him, everything is true, and there is no lie!"

Yu Beizhou sneered justly: "The fourth prince is talking nonsense. It's okay to be disrespectful to His Royal Highness, but he even made a slander and dragged the king into the water?"

"Besides," he added casually, "His Royal Highness is the chosen person in the witch sacrifice ceremony. Your accusation is nothing but a dying struggle. It's nonsense."

Zong Chengsi's whole body went cold.

He was 100% sure that Yu Beizhou was definitely of Emperor Yuan's blood, but he never thought that this person didn't want to restore his identity as a prince, and he even tried to help Zongluo hide it? !

Not to mention the fact that the third prince and the King of Beining are brothers, but they dislike each other and are enemies. Even if they are just ordinary people, who would be willing to give up their honorable status to others? ? ?

Zong Chengsi didn't understand, much less understood. He didn't know where he was going wrong.

Obviously it is a game of chess that is won, but because of the shogi's defection, the whole game is lost.

Emperor Yuan watched all this and said nothing. He waved his hand and asked Yuan Jia to bring the edict, looking extremely disappointed with him.

After printing the jade seal on the edict, he looked at Yu Beizhou: "After dealing with this matter, come to see me in the main hall. You still need me to explain." From beginning to end, he didn't look at Zong Chengsi more.

Only Zong Chengsi resisted like a madman, but his tongue was pulled out.

Not many people came to visit today, just now Zong Luo came, he wanted to eat his flesh, but he didn't expect that at the end, he saw Zong Ruichen.

Zong Chengsi knew that his death penalty was inevitable, and it was inevitable that some thoughts would arise.

His bloodshot pupils burst, staring at Zong Ruichen, making a terrifying sound from his throat, as if to lure an innocent lamb.

Even if he can't drag Zongluo into the water, he wants Yu Beizhou to live in peace!

......

outside the prison.

Just as he was about to brush his shoulders, Yu Beizhou suddenly grabbed his wrist tightly.

But only for a moment.

After a moment, the crown prince in Chinese clothes broke free from this sudden shackle with a very flexible gesture.

Yu Beizhou's deep and uncertain eyes flashed slightly.

too. Zongluo's force value has always been on par with him, and as long as he wants to break free, it is not difficult. If he didn't break free before, either he still wanted to break up with him, or there were people around him who didn't want it.

After breaking free from him, Zong Luo didn't even look back, and walked straight ahead, as if everything just now was just a trivial episode that didn't need to be taken too seriously.

For no reason, such a calm and disappointed Zong Luo caused Yu Beizhou's chest pain even more than the hysterical and miserable Zong Luo before.

Rage rose, and blood dripped from the tip of the knife.

"Obviously, the senior brother just let the junior brother sink in the waves last night, and now he doesn't want to say a word to the junior brother. He is really unkind. What? Is it because the junior brother didn't take good care of you through a layer of clothes?"

The prince in white stopped.

He didn't turn his head or even got irritated, but said lightly, "Yu Beizhou, your goal has been achieved."

"You use power as a chain, responsibility as a cage, and use my family affection, my reason, my emotions, and everything I have to imprison me in the imperial city."

Saying such dejected words, Zong Luo didn't seem to be interested at all, completely lost his vitality, and his expression was almost blank.

If it was when the cold door was closed, he would be a walking corpse tortured by pain and tossing. So now, he only has a skin that has been tortured by guilt and condemnation.

Yu Beizhou paused for a moment, then raised a false smile again: "Yes, that's right, my goal has been achieved."

"Then why are you trying to provoke me?"

Zong Luo spoke every word, clearly and clearly.

He was afraid that Yu Beizhou would not understand, so he repeated: "Do you just want me to hate you, Yu Beizhou? That's too simple."

From the drunken confession before the ceremony of the witch sacrifice, to the disease in the dark room of the palace of Beining, to the crowning of the prince at the ceremony of the witch sacrifice, the confrontation in front of the palace gate, Zong Chengsi was falsely accused of conspiracy and ordered to die...

All of this happened in just three days.

From despair to relief, to the painful struggle that the truth is about to be revealed, and finally to be condemned by conscience, it is difficult to say anything. Add to that the pain, despair, torment, and frustration of learning the truth before.

Zong Luo felt like he had lived a long life, longer than any of his lifetimes.

"Do you think I'm going to cry for your troubles to cover up? No, I never asked you to give me this. I just hate everything that's unclear and tough on me."

A self-deprecating sneer finally appeared on Zong Luo's face.

Originally these pains can be ended.

In the dark room, the night of abandoning everything and indulging in the sinking gave him a glimpse of the restless soul wrapped under the skin of this madness.

It is undeniable that at that time, he even had some small expectations in his heart. Return all this to Yu Beizhou, and perhaps there is a chance to clear the past suspicions. Perhaps even the throbbing in his heart that he refused to admit defeat because of the opponent's hatred at first, can reveal the truth.

However no if.

Yu Beizhou, who has returned to normal, will never have any normal human emotions, let alone understand what love is.

He would only use a knife to stab others and himself.

What does it feel like to give people hope and then fall into the abyss?

Zong Luo just thought that his soft heart that night was blind.

"Congratulations, you won."

If it were normal, Zongluo would never say such a thing.

But he is not a kind person who repays grievances with virtue, nor is he a saint who cuts meat and feeds eagles.

He is just an ordinary person, an ordinary person with his own emotions and sorrows that is the most ordinary.

Yu Beizhou was at his camp every step of the way, and the organs were exhausted, trapping him here, and even considering every escape route, he could only admit it.

"If you're doing all this just to make me hate you, then I've got enough reasons."

"Unless you stand up yourself, put it all back on track, and take what belongs to you."

So Zongluo regarded every day after he became the prince as his redemption.

He was completely dead.

"Release me. Otherwise, until I die, I have nothing to say to you."