The imperial prison is a place where serious criminals in the court are imprisoned. The criminals have a high level and a valuable status. They are judged by the emperor, so there is no need to say that they are guarding and guarding.

Zixi and Chu Chen walked along the narrow passage, and, under the guidance of the scrupulous envoy himself, passed through three doors one after another. The light in the dim passage was dim, and only the dim oil lamp hanging on the wall emitted a faint light.

The dark and cold breath came to my face, making people feel uncomfortable.

After all, it was the place where the court was detained for serious crimes, and the highest level was the highest. However, in recent years, there have not been many officials who committed major incidents in the court. In addition, Zixi was tolerant in nature and would not be punished for no reason. The prison was particularly deserted and there was not so much pungent smell of blood.

The last iron door opened was the cell where Feng Weiyu was imprisoned.

Zixi raised his hand and waved the tutor and the prison guard. Looking at the man sitting in the corner in prison clothes, in just a few days, it seemed that he had lost his former glamor and luxury, leaving only a desolate and haggard.

Zixi stood quietly for a while and spoke calmly: "Feng Weiyu."

The figure in the corner shook slightly, then slowly raised his eyes and saw Zixi standing outside the prison door, his pupils shrank slightly, "Your Majesty?"

"Are you okay?" Zixi smiled faintly.

Feng Weiyu stared at her silently for a moment, her eyes slightly turned, and she looked at Chu Chen who was standing beside her. A coldness quickly passed through her eyes, and then she closed her eyes and covered all the luster in her eyes.

He still leaned against the corner of the wall and sat: "This place is dark and not suitable for Your Holy Death."

"I don't want to come." Zixi said indifferently, "But some things should be settled. Even if I die, I will want you to die and understand."

Do you understand?

Feng Weiyu's expression was slightly tight, and his tone was a little tense: "Your Majesty said he would not accuse the condemned ministers."

"Do you think I wronged you?" Zixi raised his lips and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Feng Weiyu, the evidence obtained by the Regent... Do you want to say it is fake? Is someone deliberately framed you?"

Feng Weiyu was silent for a moment and said, "I did nothing."

"You did not do anything because you didn't have the chance to do it yet." Zixi lowered his eyes and slowly brushed his sleeves. "The secret chess found by the Regent are your bargaining chips and also the bargaining chips of the Kingdom of Daxia. What I said is right?"

Feng Weiyu shook violently, and his expression suddenly became stiff and pale, staring at Zixi in disbelief.

"Are you shocked?" Zixi smiled, with a graceful demeanor, but his voice was cold. "No need to be shocked. I only learned after a deep lesson that my Fengxiang was still a hidden master."

Feng Weiyu couldn't say a word, her lips trembled, and her eyes were filled with shock due to excessive shock.

At this time, it seems that even the defense has lost its meaning, and the hysterical clamor will only make you laugh, but... how is it possible?

How could she know?

"Yu Wanxi is dead." Zixi threw down a message that even more shocked him, "Do you know how he died? He didn't die in the harem for favor, nor was he died in some conspiracy, but was drowned."

A smile appeared on his lips, and Zixi's voice was faint: "I stayed in the Xiling Palace for several years, but died in the end worthlessness. Are you twins considered... You died before you succeed?"

Yu Wanxi is dead?

Twins?

Did she know everything?

Feng Weiyu's expression was stiff, and her blood slowly faded from her face, and her voice was dry: "You...how could you..."

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The author was tired after repeated updates for several days.

Update these tonight, and write them during the day, Momo, good night~
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