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Chapter 141 Huh, Mercy?

In the dark and damp sky prison, snakes, insects, rats and ants are rampant.

All the criminals are imprisoned here.

Chu Rong has been here for four days.

Her neat and luxurious clothes were already covered with the dirt of the prison.

The bun full of pearl hairpins was already messy, and a few strands of hair were messily draped over his shoulders.

She huddled in a small corner, avoiding the mouse lying in front of her.

It has been several days, why no one came to see her.

What happened to Fusu? Did something happen to him?

No, Ying Zheng will try his best to save him.

But if Fusu is really all right, then why didn't he come to see him.

Could it be that Fusu hated to see her even knowing what she had done?
In the past few days, many questions kept circling in Chu Rong's mind.

She couldn't wait to know what was going on outside.

But she seemed to be forgotten, and no one came to talk to her.

Such loneliness frightened her.

In the past few days, she has thought about many things in the past.

She didn't regret killing Yingzheng, but she was afraid that Fusu would be hurt.

She really didn't want to harm Fusu, that was her son, if Fusu really had something good or bad, she wouldn't live alone.

In the silent dungeon, Chu Rong kept thinking wildly.

Hiccup, it seems that there is something coming.

Chu Rong could no longer confirm whether it was the sound of mice running by outside.

Until the sound is getting closer and louder.

A slender shadow was cast not far from under the lamp, shining on the door in front of her.

Soon, several pieces of robe gradually appeared in front of him.

She opened her eyes wide and recognized that it was Ying Zheng's clothes.

Finally someone came, it was Ying Zheng.

Chu Rong followed the black robe by the door and saw Ying Zheng's familiar cold face.

She hurriedly stood up from the corner and patted the hem of the skirt that was already out of shape.

With both hands fiddling with the broken hair on both sides, he stood up calmly and looked directly at Ying Zheng outside.

"You are finally here. How is Fusu? Is he alright?"

Chu Rong's first concern was Fusu.

Has Fusu's poison been cured?

Ying Zheng looked at the woman across from him.

"Fusu is fine."

His deep voice was exceptionally clear in the silent dungeon.

Hearing this, Chu Rong held his chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

Fusu is fine, as long as Fusu is fine.

Chu Rong had already anticipated his fate.

Now apart from Fusu's life and death, she doesn't care at all.

"As long as Fusu is fine, my lord, I know that I have committed a capital crime. I have nothing to say, but Fusu has nothing to do with this matter. I was implicated in it. I hope you will not have any grudges against him in the future."

"As for me, I will accept any treatment."

If she loses, she loses. Even if she dies, she wants to die with dignity.

Seeing her mannerisms, Ying Zheng twitched the corner of his mouth and sneered.

"Death, then your thinking is too simple."

He promised Fusu that he would not kill her.

Besides, death was simply too easy for her.

Committing such a serious crime, I really thought that I would let her go.

"Mr. Chu, do you think you can bear all the responsibilities by yourself? Let the widows guess, Xiong Qi, or whether the state of Chu is the initiator of this incident."

Chu Rong pursed her lips, pretending to be calm.

"The widow will not execute you, but the widow will not spare Xiong Qi's life."

Ying Zheng smiled lightly.

"What did you do to Mr. Changping?"

That was her younger brother, the younger brother who lived with her in a foreign country.

"It was dismembered by the widow a few days ago, and the corpse should have been eaten up by wild wolves in the suburbs."

He said indifferently.

On the night when Chu Rong was captured, Mr. Changping had already been disposed of by him.

"What? This matter has nothing to do with him!"

Chu Rong screamed, why did she hurt the people around her.

"The widow will not only kill him, but the widow of Chu will not let him go. Those Chu people who resist the widow will also be slaughtered."

"The widow promised Fusu not to kill you, but you will be imprisoned for the rest of your life."

"You will witness the demise of Chu State with your own eyes."

"You will also witness Fusu's estrangement. He will have an elder who treats him very well, and he will gradually forget you as a mother."

"He will feel that your presence is a burden."

"He will know where you are, but he doesn't want to see you."

Ying Zheng said indifferently.

But every word punishes the heart.

He didn't kill him, but he wanted to rob everything she cared about, including Fusu.

From now on, she will live in endless loneliness and regret until she dies.

Chu Rong was frightened by his words, and retreated tremblingly towards the wall.

She had already imagined the kind of day that Ying Zheng said.

No, a life like that would drive her crazy!

She slumped against the wall, her eyes were blank, and she couldn't say a word.

Ying Zheng looked at her quietly.

The way she looks now makes him feel very happy.

That's it, it's such an addictive thing to literally destroy a person, destroy her spirit.

Ying Zheng curled his lips.

He had finished what he wanted to say, and left without the slightest bit of nostalgia.

Chu Rong froze on the ground, waiting for someone to bring her out of the dungeon.

What awaits her is the boundless loneliness in the deep palace.

Here, Ying Zheng put an end to this matter.

Zhao Jun finally got the best sleep he had this week.

When she finally woke up in a daze, the time had already passed from the afternoon to the next morning.

As soon as she packed up and walked into the yard, she saw the busy Qingliu.

Zhao Jun was puzzled.

"Qingliu, what are you doing?"

She looked at the big and small bags in Qing Liu's hands.

"My lord, you are awake. The Xiayang Palace has already been cleaned up, and I am looking for someone to move the things here."

Only then did Zhao Jun remember that she had indeed promised to move out of here yesterday.

She doesn't care much about where she lives, it's just a bed after all.

Not long after, she followed Qingliu to Xiayang Palace.

The servants at the back have already moved the things over, and most of them have been sorted out.

As soon as Jun Zhao came in, he found out.

It is almost three times the size of the original palace.

In addition to the main hall where Zhao Jun slept, there are three side halls.

Even if Qingliu used up one, there would still be room left.

Zhao Jun clicked his tongue secretly, even the interior of the main hall was twice as big as before.

But apart from these.

And the most important point.

The location of this Xiayang Palace is more than 01:30 points closer than the original Zhiyang Palace.

From here, she only needs to walk a few steps and cross a courtyard wall to reach the palace, and it is also much closer to the front hall of Yingzheng.

Qingliu feels very happy, now she saves a lot of time going to the workshop every day than before.

Zhao Jun felt that the location of this palace was a bit too close.

Before, she could use the excuse of the distance to rest in the palace and not run to the front hall, but now that she is so close, this excuse can no longer be used.

"Ugh."

She let out a long sigh, knowing that there was no other way.

Zhao Jun quickly became familiar with the new palace.

It wasn't until the mirror called her that she remembered that there were still important things to do.

(End of this chapter)