"Wei...Wei Yao."

Murong Yunling closed her eyes, trying to force away the guilty thoughts, "Don't be afraid, I will, I will..."

Murong Yunling couldn't say the words "accompany you".

She was about to cry again.

What happened to you?

Have you forgotten the oath of love we once had?

Have you forgotten your initial excitement?

Although she is not like the imperial sister, who is always alone, but she is definitely not like the second sister, who falls in love with everyone she meets.

What's more, the second sister was able to rebel for Zhao Zhiqi, and now she is locked up with the person she loves, and they will die together.

How could the person whom I once loved so deeply be left alone and despised now?

Murong Yunling's whole body froze, and the joints of his hand holding the cell door turned white from the force.

His face was even more pale.

She tried her best to keep her eyes wide open and stared at Wei Yao, trying to find the feeling that once made her so haunted and dreamy that she couldn't hold the whole world in front of him.

After all, it was just three days ago.

His image wasn't much better than it was now, but she only felt sorry and affection for him.

But no.

Nothing.

She even wanted to vomit.

Chu Yun's faint voice sounded from behind.

"I have already investigated and found out that the people in Fourth Sister's Mansion would rather tie themselves up at the last moment than do anything that would be sorry for me or the country of Yan. I am very relieved and will not care about you being treated like a crippled and disgusting man.

It’s such a fascinating thing.”

"Since Fourth Sister's wish is to accompany him until death, then I will reluctantly go through the trouble and grant it to you."

"Come here, open the cell door and let the Fourth Prince go in."

Although the original owner hopes to save this sister as much as possible.

Murong Yunling's performance was barely up to par, but with so many lives of grievances, the original owner had no reason not to resent them at all.

So, in the end, Murong Yunling's wish came true.

Yu Gongqing personally took the key and opened the cell door.

Murong Yunling's head buzzed, and a familiar stench hit his nostrils.

That was the smell of abscesses on Wei Yao's body.

She could smell it before, but now she wants to die.

"vomit......"

"Emperor...Sister Huang..." No.

Chu Yun had already stood up and started walking out, "Don't thank me too much."

"No....."

"No, I don't want the imperial sister."

Murong Yunling finally shouted, but at the same time, she was pushed into the open door of the living room.

"Clang." The cell door closed.

Her royal sister never looked back.

"Chu Yun, you remember that the original owner wanted the three sisters to see their true colors, but have you forgotten that the original owner wants to compensate Feng Mo even more?"

This is the second greatest wish of the original owner.

The pink duck is speechless.

He even suspected that the stinky woman didn't want to fulfill the original owner's wish at all.

Look at this perfect villain style.

The original owner was at least threatened, so he had no choice but to torment Feng Mo.

His host was nice, as she was afraid that others would not remember her enough.

Ever since the stinky woman watched Feng Mo rebel, he had already closed the dialogue channel with the original owner.

I was really afraid that Murong Yunying would make trouble with him.

"Why are you so anxious? I told him to let him reflect on it."

She has removed the hypnosis from Feng Mo, at least giving him time to think and adjust.

Pink Duck:......

Are you sure it's Feng Mo who should reflect?

Feng Mo was held in solitary confinement.

Other than this, no special greetings were given.

Let the cell boss secretly pay attention and report it every day.

But it does not restrict the jailer's behavior.

For the first three days, Feng Mo didn't say a word, and the meals were served three times a day, with both meat and vegetables.

On the third day, since Chu Yun took Murong Yunying to visit Nie Chu and others, Feng Mo still didn't say a word, and the meals were eaten three times a day, with almost no meaty taste.

On the tenth day, Feng Mo still didn't say a word, but started to feel slightly anxious. He only had two vegetarian meals three times a day.

On the fifteenth day, Feng Mo's anxiety became slightly worse. He had two meals a day, with only some discarded rotten vegetable leaves. The jailer began to taunt him.

On the 30th day, Feng Mo looked gloomy and had lost weight twice. The food and rice were random, but almost all of them were sour. The jailer spoke even more harshly, and sometimes even poured food into his meal in front of him.

Spit.

Feng Mo asked to see Chu Yun, which caused the jailer to laugh wildly and ridicule him.

On the forty-fifth day, Feng Mo's expression returned to calm and he asked to see Chu Yun again.

After being ridiculed again by the jailer, Chu Yun ordered someone to take him to Junluo Palace.

Take a shower, change clothes, and have a full meal.

Chu Yuncai arrived late.

Feng Mo looked at the familiar person in front of him and stood there in a daze.

He had imagined the scene of meeting him, but when he actually met him, he suddenly didn't know what to do.

You should salute, right?

As soon as Feng Mo lifted up his robe, he had to salute.

Chu Yun stopped him, "I've already said that you don't need to bow when you see me."

He dismissed the servants and said, "Sit down."

Feng Mo pursed his lips and sat down as instructed.

"What do you want to say?"

Feng Mo's eyes flashed, and he felt this way again, completely different from before.

Feng Mo raised his eyes, "Are you His Majesty?"

"In other words, are you still the same His Majesty?"

Chu Yun curled his lips lightly, resting his left hand on the back of the golden nanmu chair with a casual expression, "You want to see me just to ask this question?"

Feng Mo is indeed the most handsome man in the Yan Kingdom.

After being imprisoned for more than a month, I lost a lot of weight and had to endure psychological torture.

Now he just took a shower, without any decoration on his body, which still did not detract from his elegance.

Instead, it felt a little more calm.

Feng Mo nodded, "Yes."

This is one of the purposes.

"Your Majesty will answer me, won't you? Otherwise, you don't have to keep me for so long."

Chu Yun nodded, "Since you asked, I won't hide it from you. I am not Murong Yunying."

"Are you satisfied with what you heard?"

Feng Mo's expression changed slightly, but this happened for a moment, and he soon returned to normal.
To be continued...