Retreat, Retreat, Retreat!

There is an imperial prison in Fusi, Weibei Town, Jinyi. It is the place where the emperor ordered felons. It is as famous as the Dongchang Penal Prison and is known as one of the most terrible places in the capital

At this time, at the bottom of the gloomy and dark prison, a **** smell mixed with a disgusting and rotten breath rushed forward. In the mist of water vapor, intermittent singing faintly came.

"Xinghua is another village, the drizzle comes in the evening, the west mountains are thousands of miles away, the clothes are light and wet with residual red..."

It's a very sunny young man's voice, with a rising end, with a little playfulness, but in the shameful, chilly prison, it looks very strange, revealing a chilling and gloomy atmosphere.

As usual, Yue Yao inspected the prison and walked to the iron fence at the bottom, only to see that the heavy lock had been opened. Inside the fence, the stone steps meander and extend to the dark basement, and the untuned singing is still intermittent, like a cobweb.

This voice is very familiar. Yue Yao twisted her eyebrows and asked the jailer: "What is your majesty? When did you come?"

"My caresser, the emperor came up for less than a quarter of an hour, and did nothing, just guarding the queen mother..." Seemingly aware of something, the jailer panicked and changed his words hurriedly, "guard the waste mother, sing and sing. "

Yue Yao leaned against the mottled and mottled wall with the knife in her arms, and the light of the torch was plated on her heroic face, adding a bit of beauty and softness.

After a long while, she said: "Be optimistic about the inside, don't get into trouble."

The jailer took the order and said, "Yes."

The moisture at the bottom of the prison was too heavy. Yue Yao never liked it. After explaining the matter, he turned and left the prison, standing under the eaves of the prison, looking at the stars and moon looming between the clouds in a daze.

"The emperor actually remembers this song." Yue Yao suddenly let out a very light emotion, and then sighed to herself for a moment, "Perhaps, it's time to prepare a good coffin."

"This is the song my mother and concubine loves to sing the most during her lifetime, and the emperor also loves to listen to it. He often accompanies her to tune the piano and compose music, sitting all day long." In the bottom of the prison, Xiao Huan still dressed The vermilion-embroidered golden dragon robe at the palace banquet today sits on the only clean chair outside the iron prison. His white face is soaked in the dark blue night, and it is difficult to distinguish.

He was smiling obviously, but the smile never reached the bottom of his eyes.

The dungeon is an underground pool, the bottom of which is not deep enough to reach the shoulders of an adult. It was midwinter at this time, and the water inside was black and stinky, and it was as cold as a knife, exuding bursts of unpleasant rot. If it was summer, it would be even more terrifying. The black water in the pool was full of green light. The drowned rat ant crawler...

Xiao Huan looked at the woman who was chained in the pool, and said: "I can't remember the face of my birth mother, but I still remember the song she used to sing back then. How about you? Do you remember? "

The Queen Mother Liang was immersed in the cold and dirty water, and the iron rope clamped her wrists, hoisting her two arms high. Her lips were pale and she was shivering and unable to speak. The water had already passed through her chest and was still rising at a slow rate.

"Little beast..." She gritted her teeth and cursed, "You have the ability... You killed Laijia!"

"The Aijia? It's the time, you still have the face to claim to be the "Layingjia"? Huo Jie is dead, I can't kill you, but I will never let you live."

Xiao Huan laughed and stood up to look at her painful look through the iron fence, "This water will slowly rise, pressing on your chest, pressing on your throat, making you difficult to breathe and speechless. Wait until the water floods. Your neck, you will feel that your internal organs are about to be crushed, stuffy and painful. But don’t worry, when you are about to suffocate, the water will drop to your waist again, giving you time to buffer. Slowly rise again, so day after day, you are always struggling with the boundary between life and death... You will get colder and more uncomfortable, and you can't live and die."

He paused, then folded his arms and said, "Ah, I almost forgot. Back then, you used this imperial prison to kill the important ministers around your father one by one. You should be more familiar with the cruelty of this water prison than anyone else. Bar?"

The water flowed and stirred, and the iron chain made a crisp sound. Empress Dowager Liang frantically struggled and said, "I really regretted...I didn't choke you to death at the beginning! You liar!"

Xiao Huan laughed. His smile was hearty, revealing the childishness of a young man, like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon and slowly combing its wings.

"Is there any point in not regretting what I say now? I used to be so afraid of you, waking up from nightmares every night, keeping my eyes open and staying awake all night, trembling, for fear of saying a word or doing something wrong. , I will be executed by you like Brother Jing Jing. But gradually, I am no longer afraid. All my fears of you have turned into vengeful hatred. Because I know that only the strong can control my own destiny!"

Xiao Huan looked at his prisoners. This woman once gave him fear and tremor from the depths of his soul, like a lingering cloud covering his heart, making him unable to breathe... But now, she can only Like an old dog with his teeth pulled out, barking weakly at himself.

"I did it."

Empress Dowager Liang's body trembled due to the extreme cold and anger, and the trembling sound of the iron ropes echoed in the cold water prison, like a sad soul-calling song.

"You must die..." The water in the pool has already flooded the Queen Mother Liang’s neck. Every word she said was as difficult as it was squeezed out of her teeth. He cursed the victor in front of her with a vicious voice—the one who was once caught by her. The young emperor playing with Yuguzhang.

"Xiao Huan! You are the same as you...father and mother...go to hell...not to die!"

Xiao Huan was indifferent, "Don't worry, even if you go to hell, you will be one step ahead." He said, his eyes darkened, and he said complicatedly: "Speaking of which, I still admire you a bit. You can save your own life. I hesitate to kill my beloved, but...I can't do it."

"Huo, Huo..." When talking about Huo, the madness and hatred on Empress Dowager Liang's face instantly disintegrated, turning into a color of extreme pain. The water covered her throat and she had to lift her head to breathe desperately, her eyes bursting from suffocation, bloodshot.

Xiao Huan turned around and said with a mockery: "I can't do you so unfeeling."

The water valve opened at that moment, the water level dropped rapidly, and the air rushed into the lungs, causing a sharp pain like a knife cutting. Only then did Empress Dowager Liang cough in pain.

"You think...you have the dog Shenxuan...you can...do you worry about everything...cough cough!" Empress Dowager Liang's hoarse voice was like a ghost, intermittently, "You think you control everything, In fact...you don't even know if that dog...has been castrated...it really is pitiful! Hahahaha...haha! Haha! Hahaha!"

Because she was laughing too violently, she bent over and clutched her chest, coughing and panting violently, as if she was about to cough up her throat.

The sound of water rushed, and the smell of decay in the air became stronger.

Xiao Huan turned his head, the smile in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he stood in the dark and asked in a deep voice, "What did you say?"

"You know, why does your good sister stay in the East Factory so desperately? If there is no other secret, would the princess be willing to be with a sterile eunuch?"

"Because they love each other."

"In love? Haha, ridiculous! Let me tell you, Xia Lu...It's the eyeliner buried by Xiao Changning in the Ai family. What she suspects is definitely not groundless." Empress Dowager Liang made a muddy hiss in her throat, slowly Slowly raised his eyes, and said every word, "Little beast, your throne...I'm afraid I can't sit still."

There was a dark color in Xiao Huan's eyes, and he quickly returned to normal. He patted his palm lightly, and said with a smile, "It's a scheming trick, but unfortunately, I won't be swayed by you again."

After that, he turned around, his smile gradually faded, and what provoked on his immature shoulders was the majesty of an emperor.

It was another night that the stars shifted, the sun rose and the moon set, and the morning light descended gently amidst the sound of roosters.

"Apricot blossoms in another village, drizzle in the evening wind, thousands of miles in the west, the clothes are light and wet with residual red. The spring is deep, Zigui crowing willows, the long road is gone, don't see the waves of rain..."

Inside the soft gauze tent, Xiao Changning stretched out an arm that was as frosty as snow, his fingers lightly traced Shen Xuan's peaceful sleeping face, and his mouth was humming a small tune intermittently, with a laziness in his voice after going to bed. Like a piece of hooked feathers in the heart.

Shen Xuan actually woke up early. He is accustomed to getting up before dawn to train and patrol, but today he lays barely in bed, holding Xiao Changning's soft body naked, listening to her lazily humming a little tune, and he doesn't want to let go.

The years are quiet, probably so.

"What are you singing?" Shen Xuan caught her moving hands, brought her delicate fingertips to her lips for a kiss, and her other hand was wrapped around her waist under the bed, her palms pressed against the delicate skin Constantly rubbing.

"The little song my mother composed has no name. But the emperor used to like it very much, and kept Aniang to sleep with him." Xiao Changning snorted. Last night was crazy, his back was sore, and the inner thigh was even more blue. Messy.

Sensing her discomfort, Shen Xuan changed her strength, rubbed her soft waist with care, leaned to her ear and kissed, and whispered: "So, are you coaxing me to sleep? Huh?"

That ‘um’ was dull, rustling, and very sultry.

Xiao Changning's face turned red, and he held down the big dishonest hand under the bedding, as if facing a big enemy: "What are you doing?"

"Seeing that you still have the strength to sing, presumably I didn't take care of it last night." Shen Xuan looked down at her, smiled a little, turned over and pressed her on top, and said dumbly, "Now make it up."

"No more, Shen Xuan, too tired!" Xiao Changning cried out bitterly, put his hand on his naked chest, and said with a blushing jade face, "You have a lot of official duties every day, so it's better not to get drunk on the bedclothes... "

"Take a break today, I can stay with you all day." Shen Xuan strongly bit her fragile neck and gently licked the tender meat.

Xiao Changning shivered. The two of them treat each other sincerely, the flesh is close to the flesh, the changes in his body are too obvious...

Xiao Changning was about to cry. Reminiscing about the craziness last night, she couldn't help shuddering, and pitifully called out, "Shenxuan, I can't bear it..."

Although they didn't do it to the end this time, the two of them also spent a long time on the couch before they stopped.

Shen Xuan stayed naked, her light honey-colored muscles naked in the winter morning light, like a **** made, every bulge is full of strength and beauty. His legs are very long. Generally speaking, people with long legs will have a short waist, but he is not at all like this. He is tall and legs are long, the abdominal muscles are distinct, and the lines on the hip bones are obvious, extending into a **** stretch. Hidden place...

The next moment, the white obscene clothes covered him, covering his cheetah-like vigorous body.

Shen Xuan dressed neatly on her own, and restored the dignified vibe of the admiral of the East Factory. He sat on the couch and personally waited on Xiao Changning to dress, and then lightly kissed her on the cheek, and asked: "Today someone will send a wedding dress to Xisi. There are no other female relatives in the house. You will have to work hard to help you watch. Look."

"Wedding dress?" Xiao Changning rubbed her sore waist and sat on the couch in an extremely unnatural posture, wondering, "Who is going to get married? Or are you going to get married?"

"What nonsense. I said that you are the only woman I have, now so and in the future." Shen Xuan's tone was determined and could not be disputed. He squatted on the ground in a surrender position, slowly putting the embroidered shoes on her delicate feet.

Xiao Changning whispered: "Hey, you should be lighter, my legs are sore."

"Oh?" Shen Xuan teased her deliberately, stroking her palm up her calf, and said sternly, "Who made your leg sore?"

Recalling the shameful posture last night, Xiao Changning's ears were red, and he gently kicked his dishonest hand away, and said, "Ask you knowingly!"

Shen Xuan's eyes were full of joy.

"You haven't answered me yet! Whose wedding dress is it?" Xiao Changning asked reluctantly, "This is all eunuchs. Who else will marry a wife besides you."

"At that time, you'll know." Shen Xuan hugged her horizontally, and kissed her lips while hugging her.