Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

"This is a false accusation." Someone shouted unwillingly.

They knew that if Ye Fuheng fell, they would be doomed.

"Lord Nan, you are familiar with the laws of this dynasty. Do you know what the crime is for framing a court official?"

Nan Yusheng's usually gentle eyes became particularly sharp. He waved his hand and the witnesses were brought up. Those people cried so sadly that their heads were bruised on the ground in the hall.

"I beg Your Majesty to make a decision for me. My husband was ordered to go south to take up his post. He was found to have an old case concerning the regent and died at home with his eyes open."

Nan Yusheng knelt on the ground, standing straight, his eyes fixed on Ye Fuheng who was standing in front of him. He suddenly remembered the past when they both studied under Zhi's father in Zhi's mansion.

When their mentor asked them what they wanted to do in the future, how did Ye Fuheng answer?

Nan Yusheng tried hard to recall, but he still forgot the original words. The general meaning was, "When I was a child, my father also taught me to be honest and upright. I also wanted to be a good official."

Ye Fuheng was eventually thrown into prison, and countless officials were also imprisoned.

Some people applauded, while others sighed and lamented. Ye Fuheng had committed many crimes, and just one of them was enough to exterminate his entire clan, but he had also implemented many policies that benefited the country and the people.

That night, Changqing held an umbrella and Qiuqiu beside him held a lamp.

Ning Yunzhi handed the token in her hand to her and said, "Sister, I'll wait for you here. If anything happens, be sure to call me first."

With the token, Chang Qing was able to pass through the prison unimpeded, even against a serious criminal like Ye Fuheng.

"Qiuqiu, give me the lamp."

Chang Qing asked Qiu Qiu to stay, and he walked to the prison where Ye Fuheng was imprisoned with a lamp in his hand. Even in prison, he did not look the least bit embarrassed.

Hearing the voice, Ye Fuheng raised his head.

"Jinhua, you came to see me." He rarely showed a relaxed smile, and his dark eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, gloomy and particularly beautiful: "It's been windy at night recently, so you should wear more clothes when you go out, so as not to catch a cold."

Chang Qing didn't say anything, and Ye Fuheng also remained silent.

After a moment, he suddenly asked a question, feeling both nervous and expectant.

"Jinhua, do you love me?"

"No."

Chang Qing's extremely cold voice sounded, and there was no trace of tenderness or admiration in those eyes that were sparkling with spring light.

"Ye Fuheng, I'm not Zhi Jinhuan. Those who say they love you, want to be with you, and cling to you are not Zhi Jinhuan. She hates and dislikes you, so how could she possibly like you?"

“Who would fall in love with a sadist?”

"During the last few days, you were irritable, regretful, and uneasy. You felt suffocated and even kept avoiding me. But all of this was inflicted on her by you."

Chang Qing's words hit Ye Fuheng's head like a thunder.

Ye Fuheng only felt that something was buzzing in his head, and his eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of black gauze, making it difficult for him to see clearly. Suddenly, a trace of bright red blood flowed from the corner of his lips.

"Jinhua, I don't believe you. You lied to me. You clearly said that we would be together forever and have a daughter named Youyou."

Ye Fuheng was almost going crazy, this was as cruel as killing someone. He thought he had once received mercy from the moon in his heart, but in the end she was just a moon in the water and a flower in the mirror.

Chang Qing glanced at him coldly, removed the barrier, left some food and left.

After she left, Ye Fuheng's head felt like it was about to explode, and many memories suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Ye Fuheng, I don't love you." The girl with a broken leg said with a determined look and disgust: "So what if you lock me up? People like you don't know what love is. The thing I regret most in my life is bringing you back to Zhifu."

"My father is dead, Qiuqiu is dead, Nanyusheng is dead, and you still want me to stay by your side, Ye Fuheng, you are so disgusting."

The girl smiled particularly sadly and pierced his chest with a sword: "This move you taught me is really useful."

In the end, she still died, but she died at the hands of someone else. When she was dying, her eyes were full of relief.

And then... the cycle begins again.

Ye Fuheng couldn't tell the difference between those things that seemed like a dream and real events. He could only watch the girl's smiles becoming less and less, and her becoming more and more silent in his memory.

Ye Fuheng suddenly spat out another mouthful of blood, his fingers trembling in pain.

"Ahh."

Is that your experience?

Such despair and helplessness were all caused by him.

He kept saying that he loved her, but he broke her wings and turned her into a canary in a cage.

But he still loved the girl whose nickname was 妡妡, who was so dazzling and gentle.

The bright moon he loved should have been shining brightly in the sky, instead of being pulled down by him and stepped into the dust.

Ye Fuheng smiled desolately and closed his eyes as if in pain.

The person he worshipped as a god never loved him from beginning to end, nor did he ever pity his love.

But then again, he doesn't deserve it.

A person like him who is so cold-hearted and has lived a dark and filthy life still foolishly hopes to be merciful.

"Ye Fuheng, you are such a bastard. For your own selfish reasons, you have caused her to die a miserable death for so many lifetimes." Ye Fuheng reached out and slapped himself.

Faint footsteps could be heard. Ye Fuheng sat against the wall, closed his eyes, and tortured himself in his mind, immersed in his own world.

"I used to think that we would be a good ruler and subject, and work together to create a prosperous world."

The little emperor looked at Ye Fuheng with a complicated expression.

"Ye Fuheng, you are a capable minister. You and Nan Yusheng both have the ability to save the world."

Ye Fuheng then opened his eyes and looked at the little emperor who had grown up in front of him, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

A few years ago, he was still an ignored prince. I rescued him and pushed him to the throne. During this process, there were inevitable bloody storms.

"This Chang'an is a cannibal."

"You are already the regent, so why did you get involved in those dirty things and end up like this? Although I am suspicious of you and afraid of you, I have never thought of taking your life because of our old friendship."

"His Majesty."

Ye Fuheng interrupted him and said, "There is no way out for some things. Even if you don't want it, some people below you want to push you. If you can't give them what they want, why should they be loyal to you?"

"Your Majesty, I beg you to spare Zhi Jinhua's life no matter what."

He hoped that she could live a peaceful life.

You can also accomplish what you want.

His little girl is very soft-hearted and kind, and she never wants to meet someone like him again.

After saying this, Ye Fuheng became dazed again, unable to distinguish between the secret realm and reality.

No, the person now is not 妡妡.

Look at him, he's confused.

The little emperor was silent for a moment, and after that he turned around and left with Eunuch Wei.

"I promise you."