Mrs. Pinqiao

Chapter 67 Poppy Flower
Tonight is bound to be a sleepless night.

Gong De, Shangshu of the Xingbu, was called up overnight. At first, he looked sleepy, but when he saw the sign that the man hung up, he suddenly woke up. He lost all drowsiness, and saluted repeatedly, "I wonder if there is any sleep in the palace?" The nobleman came, and he was far away to welcome..."

"Okay." The person who came was a woman, about [-] years old, with a meticulous appearance, she took back the sign and lowered her voice, "Lead the way, the nobleman is still waiting."

Gong De didn't dare to delay at all, and hastily straightened his clothes, all the way to the Xingbu Prison, he caught a glimpse of several people walking by not far away, the one in the middle was the most tightly wrapped, and the wide cloak shrouded her whole body in the shadow Under the bottom, only the snow-white fingertips are exposed, which is especially conspicuous.

"That person is..." Gong De's heart was pounding, and he was very nervous.

The person behind said in a deep voice: "Don't talk, just go forward, don't disturb anyone."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Gong De's forehead was sweating, and he didn't dare to take a second look. When those people quietly followed behind him, his scalp was tight and numb.

After passing through the gate, just inside, the person behind Gong De spoke again, "Give me the key, and you immediately take your people out of here, don't come closer, if the nobleman's coming here is leaked, I will keep you and regret it for the rest of your life."

"Yes, yes..." Gong De took out the key tremblingly, not daring to look up, "Then the officer will leave, and if there is an order, please let me know..."

When he passed by the nobleman, he couldn't help but take a sideways glance. Her fingers were as pale as scallions, and each exposed nail was dyed gold, inlaid with gold and jade, exquisite and glamorous. Tighten up, quicken your pace, but the scene just now is still lingering in your mind.

The man took the key and led the way in front. He walked all the way inside and stopped when he got to the deepest point. The lock on the prison was different from other places, with a big "Nie" branded on it, and the key was very recognizable. , found out at a glance.

The key was inserted into the lock, turned gently, and the very light sound woke up the people inside. Li Jue thought it was Tan Su who came, and without raising his head, he asked scoldingly, "What else are you here for?"

Everyone was stunned, and turned to look at the person in the middle, she didn't seem to react at all when she heard this, she raised her hand to brush the hair next to her ear, and said softly: "Chorse, take them outside. "

Li Jue suddenly opened his eyes.

Chase took down the key and saluted sideways, "Yes, ma'am." With a wave of his hand, those people followed her and left.

The prison had never been so quiet, so quiet that there was no sound of breathing. Li Jue lay on the haystack, facing the wall, without saying a word, the air seemed to be condensed.

Yin Qingqing took two steps forward, her movements were slow and lengthy, each step was very steady, her back was facing the firelight on the wall, she couldn't see her appearance clearly, only the outline remained.

"My lord, who did you recognize me just now?" Her voice was deliberately lowered, but it was still as clear as ever, like dewdrops when the sun just came out in the morning, reflecting the morning light.

Li Jue closed his eyes, pretending that he had never heard her speak before, and didn't react at all.

Yin Qingqing was not angry at all, as if she had expected this, she lowered her voice and laughed, "I don't know, except me, who else is thinking about the prince?"

Li Jue's voice was cold and cold: "Your Majesty's body should not come to this filthy place."

"The prince can come, why can't I come?"

She took another step forward, and the firelight shone on her side face, revealing her straight nose and alluring lip shape. Her eyelashes fluttered gently, making even the sound of her breathing follow her frequency.

"The minister is a prisoner, and the empress is a master, so it is naturally different." Li Jue became rigid, like a 80-[-]-year-old old man, unreasonable at all.

Yin Qingqing laughed, like a silver bell, her cheerful voice could easily affect other people's emotions, "It's a surprise that the prince didn't salute."

Li Jue was as calm as ever, and replied coldly: "The minister is injured and cannot stand up to salute, and I hope the empress will forgive me."

Yin Qingqing was silent for a while, then suddenly sighed, "It's been a few years, but I haven't had a good conversation with you."

She raised her wrist, took off the cloak on her head, and finally revealed her entire face. Although it was just a simple hair accessory and simple makeup, she couldn't hide her amazing beauty, like a poisonous poppy, Like a rose with sharp thorns, people are willing to die for her.

She stretched out her slender and soft hands, and pushed open the cell door. The golden nails reflected the beautiful light, and it was fleeting. She stepped in slowly, and the long skirt was dragged to the ground, and the delicate and gorgeous boots were looming .

Li Jue turned his back to her and never looked at her.

Yin Qingqing laughed suddenly, more amazing than Mudan, "Obviously the one who did something wrong back then was the prince, but now it seems that I am humbled."

"Your Majesty." Li Jue called her earnestly, "This is not the place you should come to, go back."

"It's fine if you're not polite, and you won't even say respectful words." She bent down and straightened the straw on the bed, and sat behind him, her delicate sleeves were spread on the bed, looking too unreal, "My lord, the distance between me and you is less than one foot, are you still unwilling to look back at me?"

Li Jue sat up abruptly, the wound on his body was pulled open and blood oozes out, he clutched his chest, holding back his breath, under his sweat-drenched hair were his cold eyes, without a trace of emotion, " Madam, please come back."

"Hehe." Yin Qingqing didn't care, she covered her lips and smiled, and said to herself, "Everyone is changing, but the prince is still the same, it's really rare."

Li Jue didn't look back, he stared at the pale wall, the shadows of the two of them were reflected on it, flickering with the firelight, suddenly far away and now near.

"It's been almost four months since I was taken into custody, right?" Yin Qingqing turned her back to him, with a straight waist, and her alluring face was particularly charming under the firelight, "It's not difficult for the prince to get out, and it's just a word to me thing."

"But I have a condition. I want to hear the lord personally admit that it was the lord who did something wrong." She stood up, turned her head slightly, her phoenix eyes were cold, "It's also a matter of one sentence."

Li Jue didn't agree, nor refused, "My lady is now under one person and above ten thousand, why should she care so much about what happened back then."

"But it's too difficult to step on the prince's head."

After all, Yin Qingqing turned around, but she could only see his back, as always, upright and unyielding, righteous and awe-inspiring, never changed in so many years, every time he appeared in her dreams, she gritted her teeth with hatred.

He said softly: "I have never regretted what I have done. Besides, if you want to forgive a sin, it should be the emperor's forgiveness. How can it be the empress' turn?"

She suddenly changed her appearance, "Li Jue, you'd better keep thinking like this!" She waved her sleeves and left angrily.

Li Jue remained the same, never wavering.

(End of this chapter)