Feng Qingyi squinted her eyes, her expression was unclear, and it took a long time before she opened her mouth when the maid was about to be too nervous to stand up, and said in a cool voice, "Where is the person now?"

The court lady didn't know which one Feng Qingyi was talking about for a while, she stumbled and said: "Female...the sinner's corpse——"

"Mrs. Minister of the Ministry of War."

"Temporarily detained in the prison..."

Before the maid looked up, Feng Qingyi had already walked out of the hall like a gust of wind and went straight to the prison.

Fengyue died.

Just now.

When Feng Qingyi passed by, there was a group of people standing at the gate of the prison, and the faces of the people under the lights were not quite right, they were gloomy, like dark clouds before a storm.

"The minister waited to see the prince."

"Get up." Feng Qingyi put her hands behind her back, "Is someone inside?"

"Yes, the situation is sudden. I don't know how to deal with it. You haven't been detained for a while. You..."

"My lord, go in and take a look." Feng Qingyi waved her hand to signal everyone to wait outside.

All the prisoners in the sky jail were felons, and the atmosphere was gloomy. When Feng Qingyi walked along the corridor, when she turned a corner, she saw a figure standing with her back facing her.

Well-dressed, with a well-proportioned figure and standing upright, she looks like a woman from everyone.

The woman didn't turn her head when she heard the footsteps, and after a pause for a few seconds, she asked calmly, "Please trouble the lord."

Feng Qingyi stopped where she was, watching the woman turn around to face her little by little.

The four eyes are facing each other, and no one can see through the other.

Han Zhuoying pinched the handkerchief and smiled: "The prince is here to see his wife off?"

Feng Qingyi also responded with a smile: "It is impossible for you not to know the purpose of this king."

Han Zhuoying didn't answer, the hand holding the handkerchief tightened almost invisibly, and stood there quietly, as if she wasn't the one who took Feng Yue's life just now under the noses of everyone.

Feng Qingyi wasn't in a hurry, she even found the warden's bench and sat down leisurely, raised her hand in the candlelight and looked at her fingernails, as leisurely as if she was listening to music in a teahouse.

After an unknown amount of time, Han Zhuoying took a few steps forward, Feng Qingyi didn't move, but she saw Han Zhuoying's shoe upper from the corner of her eye.On the upper is a Samuume, which is very well embroidered, and even the details of the petals are lifelike.

"My lord, my wife is just such an older brother."

Feng Qingyi blinked: "Brotherhood is deep. But Mrs. Li seems to be too bold, Mr. Li knows—"

"Master, he doesn't know, I did it alone!"

Han Zhuoying's calm face changed slightly after hearing the word "Master Li", revealing a sense of nervousness, but his whole body was still tall and straight.

"Everything comes to me, don't implicate anyone else."

"However, madam, you know that killing the emperor's relatives is a serious crime against the nine clans."

Han Zhuoying became anxious: "I said it was all done by me!"

Feng Qingyi was not displeased by her sudden raised voice, she clasped her fingertips lightly on the table, without any pattern, "Tomorrow is the day when that man will be beheaded, obviously there is no need for madam to do it, why would madam take such a risk in the middle of the night?" Infiltrated into this prison and dealt with her? If you die today, you will die tomorrow. Is there any difference?"

"I want to do it myself."

Feng Qingyi was not surprised, she already knew the answer before she came.

"Just because of brotherhood?"

Han Zhuoying calmed down and regained her composure: "My lord, don't you think brotherhood is not strong enough?"

"Heavy, of course heavy." Feng Qingyi rubbed her fingernails, the candlelight danced in her eyes, she was lost in thought, and there was always something wrong in her heart.

For Han Miao's death, Han Zhuoying went to the prison in the middle of the night to kill Fengyue, saying that it was because of the deep brotherhood, which can also be explained, but there is always something missing in it.

Is it that important to kill yourself?

During Feng Qingyi's trance, what Fengyue said a few hours ago when she saw Fengyue for the last time suddenly popped into her mind.

After a while, Feng Qingyi suddenly got up and looked at Han Zhuoying, her eyes were sharp and not as gentle as before: "How did you know that your brother's death was related to Fengyue?"

correct!That's right!Fengyue killed Han Miao because she asked Fengyue herself, no one else knew, how could Han Zhuoying know.

Han Zhuoying immediately clenched her fingers into fists, but said nothing.

"Are you the person Fengyue mentioned?"

……

In the days that followed, Feng Qingyi kept thinking that in her previous life, she thought that others caused her death, including Feng Yue and Han Miao, but in this life she knew that apart from others, it all started because of Herself.

The wind was blowing in the imperial garden, Feng Qingyi suddenly felt heavy on her shoulders, raised her hand to hold down the hand that was covering her with the cloak, and with a strong pull, Ren Ying sat on her lap and fell into her arms.

Feng Qingyi lowered her head slightly, placed her chin on the top of Ren Ying's hair, wrapped her hands around Ren Ying's waist, stared at the flowers swaying in the wind, and said nothing.

"It's not a family, don't enter a family."

Feng Qingyi came back to her senses, a little stunned: "Huh?"

"It turns out that you saved my life so long ago. No wonder I can't hide from you in the next life. I owe you." Ren Ying shrank even tighter into her arms, "All of this I have a share of all the karma, why do you have to bear it alone."

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