Just as he was talking, someone interrupted. Lu Jingxing turned his head and frowned slightly: "Didn't he say he could stay for three incense sticks?"

If Zi Yang Jun didn't come, let alone three incense sticks, five incense sticks would be fine. But... when I thought of the look of the Lord, the jailer shook his head while shaking: "You might as well ask for it first."

Realizing that something was wrong, Lu Jingxing paused and looked at Li Huaiyu and said, "What do you want to eat? I'll bring it to you next time."

Huai Yuba slammed her mouth and said, "I want to eat plums."

"Okay." Nodded in a doting way, Lu Jingxing said: "Waiting for me."

Huaiyu didn't look up at him, but just nodded obediently, feeling in a mess and having no clue.

Lu Jing walked, and the silver-silk snow robe disappeared into the dark prison. She grabbed the fence in a daze and couldn't help but sigh.

Do you want to marry her? If he met Jiang Xuanjin before he met him, he would have said this earlier, perhaps Princess Danyang would have a son-in-law.

Fate is really a joke.

"I can't bear to bear it?" The sound of Buddha's fragrance lingering sounded not far away.

Li Huaiyu was shocked and suddenly raised his head and looked out, and saw Jiang Xuanjin walking towards this side with an expressionless face.

I haven't seen her for a few days, but she seemed to not remember him in a trance. When she looked at her again, she felt really unfamiliar. Her ink-colored pupils looked at her, and the things inside seemed not very friendly.

She didn't pay attention to what he was asking, and just pursed her lips, took two steps back and shouted: "Your Majesty."

When Lu Jingxing came, she would happily laugh and scold others. When he came, she would become like this cold and distant? Jiang Xuanjin sneered, stood in front of the fence, and pointed at the lock at the prison guard next to him: "Open."

Huaiyu widened her eyes, retreated all the way back to the bamboo bed, and clenched her fists.

The chain fell down with a "slam" sound, the prison door was pushed open, and Jiang Xuanjin stepped in, staring at the person beside the bed, his eyes dark.

"What else do you want to ask?" Huaiyu frowned uneasy.

"If you don't ask, can't you come?"

"..." It has reached this point. If there is nothing to ask, why should he come? Huaiyu was confused and grabbed the quilt on the bed, wanted to ask him something, and swallowed it back.

His eyes fell down and fell on the thing she was holding. Jiang Xuanjin reached out and slowly picked it up.

"I like it very much?" Jiang Xuanjin's eyes were full of sarcasm as he looked at the handkerchief.

Huaiyu was stunned and subconsciously wanted to grab it. Her cold fingers touched his and shrank back.

This is what Lu Jingxing used to wipe her hands. What do you mean by talking about whether she likes it or not? Li Huaiyu pursed her lips and lowered her head without saying a word.

Are you guilty? The color in your eyes became darker. Jiang Xuanjin leaned over, held his hands on the edge of the bed where she was sitting, and said in her ear: "I won't let you get anything you like."

Like a sharp needle, it suddenly pierced into his heart. Li Huaiyu hummed lowly, lowered his eyes and turned his head away, trying hard to pretend that he couldn't hear him talking.

Jiang Xuanjin was a little annoyed. In the past, she had endless things to say, but he could tell what she was thinking by just listening. But now her face was so cold that she didn't want to have any involvement with him anymore. No matter what he said, she didn't respond.

It seems like I don't want him at all.

With his chin tense, Jiang Xuanjin stretched out his hand, pinched her chin, and forced her to look up at him.

"Your Majesty!" Xu Xian next to him was frightened and quickly spoke, "Don't touch Your Highness, she's in bad health!"

Looking at him with a little bit of anger, Jiang Xuanjin shouted: "Take the opportunity."

Taking advantage of the situation, he asked the prison guard to open the prison door and bowed to Xu Xian and said, "Please please, sir."

"What do you want to do?" Xu Xian shook his head, "Your Highness, she really..."

"It's very noisy." Jiang Xuanjin interrupted him.

Taking advantage of the situation, he didn't dare to delay any more. He tied Xu Xian with the prison guards and left.

Li Huaiyu frowned: "He still has injuries on his body."

"What do you have to do with me?"

The cold and hard attitude seemed to be angry, with thin lips pursed, and there was no warmth in his eyes.

Huaiyu shut up and smiled bitterly.

It is indeed nothing to do with him. Whether it is Xu Xian or she, they are just an unforgivable sinner.

This expression was a little dazzling. Jiang Xuanjin couldn't help but reach out and pressed the corner of her mouth.

Her lips were a little dry and cracked, and she looked very haggard. Bai Zhuji's body was weak and could not match the original Danyang. If she stayed in such a place, she would be destroyed without waiting for the Double Ninth Festival.

"My face is dirty." Huaiyu whispered, "Your Majesty has always loved to be clean, so let it go."

Lu Jingxing can touch him, can't he touch him? Jiang Xuanjin sneered, his hand was along her cheek, and he directly grabbed the back of her neck and pulled it in his direction-

Li Huaiyu opened her eyes in shock when her dry and rough lips were held in her arms.

Jiang Xuanjin's ink pupils were close at hand, and the fragrance of the Brahma on his body pressed the blood in the cell. He turned on her lips. He gently stroked the bloody holes, then stretched out his tongue and gently comforted them bit by bit.

The wet and numb feeling spread from the lips to the heart.

Huaiyu shivered, her eyes reacted faster than her brain, and the tears that surged upwards blurred their vision in an instant.

What is this...for?

She wanted to push him away and ask, but this push seemed to annoy him even more. The hand holding the back of her neck used more force and had no intention of letting go.

Yes... do you think you can forgive her? Huaiyu thought foolishly, is it because someone like Jiang Xuanjin who is obsessed with cleanliness is willing to kiss her?

However, after a moment, Jiang Xuanjin let go of his hand.

His eyes were still not warm, and he also had a few sarcastic expressions: "What are your highness looking forward to?"

A basin of cold water poured from head to toe, Huaiyu looked at his face in a daze. After she realized that she had been fooled, she slowly raised her hand and wiped all the excess water droplets in her eyes.

Jiang Xuanjin did learn bad things from her and would tease people like this.

He laughed softly, Huaiyu shook his head: "I don't expect anything."

"Is that true?" Jiang Xuanjin raised his hand to wipe away some of the missing tears for her, and curled his lips, "It seems that what Weichen saw is not like."

This person is here to take revenge on her, and I want to use feelings to do the most ruthless revenge like she did before.

She couldn't bear it.

Taking a breath, Huaiyu returned to her previous careless appearance, curled her lips and smiled: "Your Majesty has touched my wound, and she is so painful that she burst into tears. What can it mean?"

The cold water droplets were smearing on the fingertips, and it was dry in a short while. Jiang Xuanjin wiped his hand with a veil and asked slowly: "What does your highness mean is that if you end your scenes with me, you will have no more feelings for me?"

"Your Majesty still wants to have feelings for me?" She laughed, "Aren't you afraid of being deceived by me again?"

He felt angry, but Jiang Xuanjin became more and more calm on his face. He looked at her face and asked in a low voice: "When your highness lied to deceive others, he always liked to cheat with him?"

What does it mean? Huaiyu is puzzled.

Jiang Xuanjin twisted the Buddhist beads and chanted one by one and said a name: "Juwu, white, clear string, red gold."

The gold is covered with gold, and I love Xuanjin.

The eldest princess, who has always been inconsistent with Ziyang, has long written his thoughts in the name of his face. The infamous disaster, but the loyal minister who is Qing as bright as the moon.

How ridiculous, what a delusion, how ridiculous this is?

Li Huaiyu's face turned pale, and he looked at the person in front of him in a daze. His lips moved for a long time before he spoke: "Who told you?"

When I thought about it, there would be no one else.

Huailin.

After gasping for two heavy breaths, she reached out and grabbed the fabric on her chest, anxious and angry.

I have been hiding my worries for so many years, and it doesn’t matter if I’m exposed at any time, but why is this scene at this time?

The contempt in the eyes of the person in front of her was so hurtful. She wanted to avoid it, but there was nowhere to avoid it.

"Are you accustomed to pretending to be deeply in love, then being romantic and showing mercy everywhere?" Jiang Xuanjin said, "Are you worthy of saying the word "love?"

There were more than a dozen faces, plus an inseparable Lu Jingxing. She sang and sang every night in Feiyun Palace, and was lewd. Why, why did she say she loved him?

Her face became paler and paler. Huaiyu sat stiffly on the bamboo bed, and her lower abdomen was in great pain.

"I..." She gritted her teeth, and cold sweat slowly emerged on her forehead. "I don't deserve to say anything I like or not, love or not, so you should think that's just a coincidence."

Even more angry, Jiang Xuanjin looked up at her, with sharp eyes as if he was planning to nail her through.

However, when his eyes touched her extremely pale face, he was startled and subconsciously reached out to touch her forehead.

Li Huaiyu waved his hand away and said with a smile: "I deserve this. I deserve it. You don't owe my life anymore, and I don't owe you anything. Master, you and I will really have nothing to do in the future."

"Shut up first!" Realizing that she seemed to be wrong, Jiang Xuanjin folded her hands, clamped them with one hand, and toughly touched her forehead with the back of her hand.

She was obviously sweating coldly and her color was so white, but her forehead was hot and she was so weak that she seemed to be unable to sit still.

"Take a doctor!" He turned around, "Go and invite a doctor!"

Li Huaiyu slowly lay down on the bed, closed her eyes and said, "No need to worry, I'll just have a sleep."

This look. Can you really get better after a night's sleep? Jiang Xuanjin looked ugly and waved his hand to let Yufeng go. He stood by the bed and stared at her tightly.

Huaiyu said in a low voice: "I can't even diagnose if you invite someone."

"If it's not your own body, I really don't care?" Jiang Xuanjin said hard, "But I have to give Bai Jingshi an explanation, so you can't die in this prison."

In this way, Huaiyu chuckled: "Then I won't know how to diagnose. Master, my favorite thing is to go against you, have you forgotten?"
To be continued...