Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 475 The first step, achieved
Huai Xinmei was imprisoned in the Royal Prison.

Yan Lingzhen's current status is not suitable for entering the palace.

After much deliberation, she wrote a letter asking the hidden guard to come.

Night falls.

The palace is brightly lit.

Xiao Pingfeng will continue to deal with government affairs tonight, and it is estimated that he will not be able to rest until midnight, so he has to ask the people around him to tell Yan Wanqing not to wait.

"That's just a good time to go to the dark prison." Yan Wanqing pondered.

Xiao Pingfeng gave her a token to enter and exit the prison freely.

Since Xiao Liu has spoken, she must make this trip.

Huai Xinmei is full of tricks, if others ask, they will definitely not be able to find anything.

Only she can go.

She called Cong Ge and changed into a neat dress, put on the hood again and walked towards the dark prison.

The prison is dark, cold and damp, and the lantern stretches the figure to a very long length on the dark and long road.

"I've seen the princess." Lu Yin saluted Yan Wanqing, then left with the lunch box.

Yan Wanqing stood there and glanced at her, then asked casually, "Is this maid looking after her all this time?"

Cong Ge nodded: "After returning to the palace, this servant girl took the initiative to ask Ying to come and take care of her."

"Active?" Yan Wanqing chewed the word.

She curled her lips: "The prison is dark and damp, and Huai Xinmei is not easy to get along with. This is not a good job."

"Probably because Lu Yin is about to leave the palace, so she wants to earn more money." Congge explained.

Yan Wanqing nodded, the reason was reasonable.

The big lock of the dungeon was unlocked, and when she walked in, Huai Xinmei was sitting on the bed wrapped in a quilt.

"Look, what kind of wind is it today, and it has blown our princess and concubine into a dark prison."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Huai Xinmei's words were full of guns and sticks.

She hadn't spoken for a long time, her voice was a little hoarse, and she looked at Yan Wanqing with hatred in her eyes.

Lifting the hood with tender white hands, revealing a beautiful face, Yan Wan said lightly, "Long time no see, Huai Xinmei."

"What are you doing here?" Huai Xinmei wrapped the quilt tightly around her body.

The conditions in the dark prison were harsh, even if he had been paying attention to recuperation, he couldn't bear the moisture to drill into his bones.

Now every day, she is tortured by the cold and can hardly sleep.

On such a day, I don’t know when the head is.

Yan Wanqing didn't delay, and directly spoke out why she came.

"Of course." Huai Xinmei parted the corners of her lips, revealing a smear of white teeth, with boundless malice: "It's just why should I help you? After all, you are the chief culprit who caused me to be like this!"

"You have no choice." Yan Wanqing's eyes were indifferent: "If it wasn't for the One Heart Gu, you would have already gone down to cross the Naihe Bridge with everyone in Northern Xinjiang."

"That's my skill, isn't it?" Huai Xinmei was unmoved, and suddenly thought of something. She lifted the quilt and stood up. It will be blown away, very weak.

"How about this, I promise you, you can detain me in another place, the dungeon is too cold, I can't survive, and I will die before winter comes, I am dead, and the noble and supreme prince can't survive .”

"Say it or not?" Yan Wanqing only spoke these few words.

She will not sympathize with the woman in front of her.

No matter how much she suffers, she is not worthy of sympathy.

If it wasn't for her, Huaiyu would still be alive, and Wuji would still be by her side...

Rather than such a good age, at this moment has been buried in the ground.

Every time she saw Huai Xinmei's face, a thousand layers of hatred would rise in Yan Wanqing's heart.

Clasping her hands vigorously, she looked away from that downcast and decadent face, forcing herself not to move.

"Why? If I don't tell you, can you have other ways to torture me?" Huai Xinmei sneered, she pulled her skirt with both hands vigorously, revealing the mottled scars on her body.

"Old wounds pile up with new ones. Every time it's time to heal, that damned girl tortures me in new ways, so now she's in trouble, why should I save her?" She pulled the corners of her lips and said One sentence: "I can't wait for her to die!"

"She won't die." Yan Wanqing clarified the facts: "Because I don't allow it."

"Yes, there is a powerful elder sister, this girl can be a domineering hahaha!"

"You don't have to say these outrageous words in front of me, and you don't have to play this kind of drama to win sympathy, Huai Xinmei, you have to know." Yan Wan paused: "You deserve everything you're suffering right now. of."

The memory was too painful, Yan Wanqing narrowed her eyes and tried not to let herself recall: "Right now you are just paying off the debt."

Huai Xinmei sneered at Lianlian: "The words are all said by the winners, I naturally know."

She sat down on the bed: "It's still the same sentence, I have to get out of the dungeon, otherwise today I will be hacked to death, and you Yan Wanqing will never try to dig a word out of my mouth."

The two sides faced off for a moment.

Yan Wanqing's expression was indifferent: "It turns out that you are also afraid of death."

"Who is not afraid of death?" Huai Xinmei said sarcastically, "Aren't you afraid of death? Isn't the crown prince afraid of death? If you were not afraid of death, why would you keep me alive until now! Don't make fun of Yan Wanqing, people live in this world There is no one who is not afraid of death."

She has to live a good life now, and only by living can she have hope.

"Okay, I promise you."

When Huai Xinmei heard these words, a bloodthirsty and terrifying smile appeared on half of her face in the shadow.

She said coldly: "Then I would like to thank the empress and concubine for her noble hand."

Huai Xinlin no longer hid it: "Prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

"Come here." Yan Wanqing ordered, and soon the jailer arranged to come up, and Huai Xinmei picked up a pen and wrote down the name of the poisonous poison with aphrodisiac effect on the paper.

"I won't draw the picture. Isn't that girl known as the Red Bergamot? Let her check it out by herself." After writing the name of the Gu worm, Huai Xinmei threw the pen on the table, and the ink splashed everywhere in an instant. It splashed on Yan Wanqing's skirt.

Song Nuji is about to step forward.

Yan Wanqing raised her hand to block it: "Yes, I will change places for you tonight."

The jailer put away the dried paper and handed it to Congge, folded it up and put it in his arms, Yan Wanqing got what he wanted, and left without looking back.

Huai Xinmei happily hummed a song behind her, and began to dance in the dungeon.

The jailer was used to her madness, and stopped talking to her.

"Let's go." After a while, the place was ready, and the jailer sent Huai Xinmei out.

But Huai Xinmei turned around and picked up the tattered quilt.

"There are bedding in the new place." The jailer reminded.

Huai Xinmei looked at the quilt as if she was looking at her lover: "Of course it's better to keep things old."

"It's up to you." The jailer didn't bother to take care of the dirty quilt, she could hold it as she liked, as long as she didn't let him do it anyway.

The two walked out one after the other in the dark and terrifying dungeon.

Huai Xinmei followed behind the jailer, showing a cold smile, the corners of her lips almost reached her ears, her eyes flashed with a strange light, if the jailer turned around at this time, he would be scared to death.

first step.

Get out of the dungeon.

achieved.

It's really not easy, Huai Xinmei.

main entrance.

Because of the rainy weather, there is no moon outside, and it is cold and humid outside. The wind mixed with rain falls on people, which is a bit chilly.

The jailer who couldn't hear the movement behind him turned his head.

I saw the crazy woman raised her head to the sky, closed her eyes as if she was enjoying herself.

"Let's go?!" The jailer cursed angrily.

Huai Xinmei slowly opened her eyes, tilted her head and stared blankly at the jailer: "Don't you think the rain is very warm?" Compared to the inside of the dungeon, the air and the rain are much warmer .

"I'm sick!" The jailer cursed directly, and waved the soft whip in his hand: "If you don't go away and beat you to death, don't delay my shift!"

(End of this chapter)