Playful and cute concubine

Chapter 852
The Phoenix Tears that he had been looking for all along.

Because Ya'er was already dead, he wouldn't hate a dead person, but did Feng Xie's most beloved person die?
No!

Feng Xie's expression suddenly changed! "What did you say?!"

"I won't hurt your children in the future." Feng Honglie looked at Feng Xie, his eyes were a little erratic, but there was also a hint of relief.

"Because you will be the same as the one in Gumeng, and you will not be able to have children in the future. This is the characteristic of all people who suffer from Phoenix Tears..."

Of course, Feng Xie will not know this in the future.

Because he will forget everything, only remember to hate the person he once loved the most.

……

In late autumn, wild geese fly south, and the sky is bright and refreshing.

In the palace, the little prince who was still in his infancy was established as the prince, and the little princess was named Princess Changle.

However, what happened a few months ago, the poisoning of the emperor's heirs, was found out that Concubine Lan put imperial rice shells in the nanny's meal with the intention of murdering the two little highnesses.

On that day, Concubine Lan was found in the Jingle Palace to have an affair with others, and then died suddenly, and a roll of mat was thrown into the mass grave.The Supreme Emperor retreated behind the scenes and moved away from the palace.

The king of Fenghuan dotes on a pair of young sons, announces the death of the queen to the public, and imprisons Beiyan and the lord of Emirates, Fenghuan is in the limelight for a while.

two months later.

Xingbu Prison.

The dungeon prison is damp and cold. Due to annoying interrogations, the ground is often dirty and often splashed with water. The ground is wet and smooth. Now that Fenghuan has entered winter, the dripping water turns to ice, and the ground is even more difficult to walk on.

There is a strong stench in the air, which is still strong and pungent even in such a cold season.

From time to time, the guards guarding the prisoners deliberately let the prisoners walk on the icy ground, watching the bound prisoners fall down, gloating.

"There's only one stick of incense time, come out as soon as you finish speaking."

"Thank you."

At this time, at the gate of the large prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, two people, one tall and one short, were negotiating with the prison chief.

The two men's cloaks reached the ground, and their large hats covered their entire faces. They went down to the lowest dungeon under the leadership of a jailer.

In the big prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, two jailers listened to the prisoner they were going to visit just now, and moved closer to the head of the cell. "Boss, how dare you include the person who visited that old bald donkey? What if..."

"What do you know? Didn't you see the token that the old monk was holding in his hand?" The cell boss snorted coldly, put his legs on the table, and leaned against the back of the chair to pick his teeth.

"The little one didn't see clearly." The jailer flattered him. "Could it be something?"

"That token belongs to the palace, how dare you not let him in?" Who knows what will happen if he offends the servants around the emperor?
Nowadays, it is said that the emperor seems to be a different person. He frequently kills rebellious courtiers, is in charge of the court alone, and behaves perversely.

"So that's how it is." The jailer didn't ask any more, thinking that in the past few months, he knew that it was the time when the situation was jittery.

The jailer who led the way left after the tall and short men arrived at the lowest cell. Before leaving, they explained that they had something to say.

The air in Xing Prison on the bottom floor was becoming more and more unpleasant. There was a rotting smell of rat corpses. A small window for cats to pass through.

The light in the cell was dim, and it would be difficult to see people clearly if it wasn't for the oil lamps on the walls.

When the two came in, the prison was lifeless, because the prisons were all death row criminals, and family members were generally not allowed to visit, so when the two arrived, the prisoners sitting in other cells stared at them indifferently.

"Master!" Unexpectedly, it was a child's voice who was only about six or seven years old.

(End of this chapter)