Beauty Prime Minister: Your Majesty, please calm down

Chapter 294 [Once as the Left Prime Minister: It's Not His Fault]

Feng Zixin saw that Feng Lingyang was so tough, but she couldn't get up, she still knelt down,

"Brother Huang, it's not his fault!"

There were tears in her eyes, if she had known it would be like this, she, Feng Zixin, would not be tempted by Yun Chen,
It is true that Yun Chen never said that he liked or loved her from the beginning to the end, everything was her own affection,

"Brother Huang, it's really not his fault!"

Feng Zixin knew that Yunchen was locked in the prison because she was in prison, and she really didn't want Yunchen to fall to such a point.

"It's not his fault? Whose fault is that!"

The cold light burst out in the wind, the whole body was cold, and the book in his hand was crumpled.

"Stop speaking for him, he deserves it!"

Feng Lingyang didn't care about Feng Zixin's request, it was useless to kneel on the ground,

"If you want him to suffer more, then kneel down!"

Feng Lingyang ignored Feng Zixin, sat down, and looked at the memorial in front of the desk.

Feng Zixin understood, and smiled desolately, now she can't help Yun Chen at all.

Tears shed, Feng Zixin stood up tremblingly, a little unsteady,
If it wasn't for the maid beside her supporting Feng Zixin, Feng Zixin would have fallen to the ground.

Feng Zixin gritted her teeth and left the imperial study room, but went straight to the prison, regardless of everyone's obstruction, she just wanted to go.

When Feng Zixin saw that the dark dungeon was lit with torches, the musty smell was unbearable.

Feng Zixin and the maids around her couldn't help but cover their faces and covered their noses with xiu handkerchiefs.

When Feng Zixin saw Yunchen lying on the straw, she walked over immediately.

Looking at the locked cell door, Feng Zixin slowly raised her hand, not daring to touch it, and her weak voice could not help but yell,
"Open the door!"

Although Feng Zixin is weak, the princess is a princess after all.

The jailer came over, and seeing Feng Zixin like this, he had no choice but to open the door.
"Princess, look and go!"

Alas, the jailer did not forget to sigh.

The bright red clothes turned into black clothes, and the traces on the clothes let people see at a glance what the person in front of him had suffered.

"Cloud..., cloud dust!"

Tears flowed from the corners of Feng Zixin's eyes,

"what happened?"

"Great!"

Seeing that it was Feng Zixin who came, Yun Chen stood up, patted the corner of his clothes, and smiled.

(End of this chapter)