Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

Xiao Ze's tone was a little surprised and a little dejected, and to Luo Yurong's ears it was like a knife cutting into her heart.

The person she has been thinking about is now tied up here and will be executed tomorrow. The reason is just that Xiao Ze embezzled some military pay. She can pay it back for him!

It's easy to imagine that Xiao Ze forged his identity because he didn't want to be implicated by his family.

Not to mention Feng Xili. She is not a good person. She never knows how to cherish those she gets. This is the case with Xiao Ze and Jiuyi.

She didn't even go to watch Jiuyi's wedding, and she hasn't been seen since then, which is enough to show how heartless she is.

It was clearly Xiao Ze who was suffering, but why was he the one who had to bear the blame in the end?

She held Xiao Ze's cheeks with both hands, her hood had fallen behind her. She was a girl, running alone to this gloomy and terrifying underground dungeon to meet him, a death row prisoner who was about to be executed.

Xiao Ze was touched for a moment. For the first time, he looked at the girl in front of him seriously and felt that kind of purity in her eyes again after a long time.

In the past, his Ning'er also looked at him this way.

When he thought of An Ningyin, he felt numb.

When I was young, my father acted on his own will and lost the entire mansion for a woman.

Unable to bear the blow, her mother cruelly abandoned her and selfishly went to look for that man, completely disregarding her young self.

He had no relatives to arrange a way out for him, nor did he have any family members to take care of his children.

He was a half-grown child who was abducted and sold to another place, becoming a beggar. He stole food and drank for several years, and then he met the first light in his life.

He just helped a young girl from a wealthy family drive away a few homeless beggars, and the girl regarded him as her savior and gave him food and drink.

After all, Xiao Ze had been the eldest son of a marquisate for several years, and there was still some nobility in his every move. It was this point that deeply attracted An Ningyin, who was already beginning to fall in love at that time.

The little girl firmly believed that he had just hit a low point in his life and was a little down and out, and that it wouldn't always be like this, so she often went to the dilapidated temple on the edge of the city to see him.

An Ningyin's innocent and defenseless smile made Xiao Ze feel warmth for the first time in all those years, and it was also the first time he had the strength to raise his head from deep hatred.

That year, Xiao Ze was twelve years old and An Ningyin was eleven years old.

At that time, the An family was just a small county magistrate. An Ningyin followed her mother back to her hometown to worship her ancestors and spent some time with her aunt and cousin.

The feelings at that time were so pure and beautiful. Even though Xiao Ze was struggling in the quagmire, he never felt that he was only worthy of rolling in the mud.

He learned from his mistakes and made a promise with the little girl that he would go find her when he grew up and make a name for himself.

An Ningyin exchanged all the valuable items around her for silver and handed them to Xiao Ze solemnly with a confident smile.

"Yeah! I believe you!"

At this point, the young boy tried every possible way to join the army, starting as a gatekeeper. He struggled in the barracks, trained during the day, and studied various military books and formations diligently at night.

After five years of countless hardships and sufferings, he finally earned a future after eleven years of recruitment.

As a result, misfortune befell him again.

An Ningyin was favored by Emperor Qi Zhao and was deeply immersed in the harem, where she was transformed into Concubine An.

He was filled with sorrow and resentment. He fought hard to protect his home and country for the sake of his sunshine, but in the blink of an eye, his only salvation was taken away.

The appearance of Nanny Jiang once again plunged him into the grief of his broken family, and An Ningyin's sudden death made him completely darker, with new hatreds and old grudges surging.

Xiao Ze sneered and burned all the things An Ningyin left for him that year, leaving only a small wooden box, which contained a headband she had used to tie his wound when they first met.

The past was like a flash of smoke, and Xiao Ze's cold heart shook a little, and he laughed at himself.

"Miss Luo, you shouldn't have come." He smiled with his lips pursed, his eyes sparkling.

"General Xiao, what should I do? I don't miss you..." Luo Yurong bit her lips, and she suppressed the tears that were about to burst out.

Xiao Ze closed his eyes, "You shouldn't have come, but you came..."

He murmured something, as if he was sighing deeply.

"Miss Luo, you don't have to do anything, just help me pass on a message."

"What, words?" Her eyes flashed with hope.

Xiao Ze opened his eyes and looked at her, "Tell Xixi that I don't blame her. If there is an afterlife, I hope she can forgive me."

Luo Yurong's mind went blank. What did Xiao Ze say?

He didn't blame Feng Xili? He hoped to be with her again in the next life?

Then what am I now?

Did she abandon her dignity, use up all her courage in her life, and secretly run to this dark prison, just to convey such murderous words to the person she loves?

"Yu Rong..." There was a hint of apology in the low and tender voice. Xiao Ze's face flashed like ripples on the water. He looked at the girl in front of him steadily.

"Put on the hood." Xiao Ze suddenly spoke.

The man in front of him pulled his hood stiffly, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm not worthy. After tomorrow, there will be no Xiao Ze in this world, and you should never mention him to anyone again." He continued.

Luo Yurong's heart, which had fallen to the bottom, was called back to life by the tender and sweet voice of "Yurong". Under the cover of the hood, she could only see the corner of the mouth of the person opposite her.

She was about to look up at him when her arm was suddenly grabbed by someone.

"Girl, it's a quarter of an hour, you have to leave quickly."

The two soldiers at the door grabbed her arms, one on each side, and pulled her out of the dungeon without saying a word.

"No, I'm not finished yet!" How could a quarter of an hour pass so quickly? Impossible!

But no one gave her time to act, and she was forcibly pulled out of the door. She only had time to see Xiao Ze's slightly raised mouth corners and the fleeting cold light in his eyes.

Hehehe... Feng Xili, you dog emperor, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost...

The low laughter was lost in the sound of splashing water, and Xiao Ze looked at the faint ray of fire above the water prison.

Luo Yurong, it’s up to you. Let me see how pure your so-called love is?

Hahahahaha...

On the roof of Zixiang Palace, Mu Lanxun was gazing into the distance towards the imperial palace when Yuanri suddenly appeared.

He said with a thoughtful look on his face: "Master, the daughter of the Grand Tutor, Luo Yurong, just met with Xiao Ze privately. It took about a cup of tea."

Luo Yurong? The one who always found trouble with Xier.

Tsk! Where's the Taifu?

He twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.

"Exposing those two guys who accepted bribes, and revealing some of that woman's features, so someone can find something to do."

His low voice reached Yuanri's ears word by word, and he understood it instantly.

The Taifu Mansion has always been fair and has always been very popular with Emperor Qi Zhao. It is on par with the Prime Minister's Mansion. The two sides have always complemented each other and there is no major hatred.

After all, Feng Xili still has royal blood. Although it is not recognized, there is nothing wrong with what Emperor Qi Zhao did, and he cannot be too presumptuous in provoking her.

"Master, it's about to begin." Yuanri nodded, looking at the faint dawn in the sky, knowing that someone was about to be reunited with his family.

Mu Lanxun raised a bright smile, jumped down, and walked towards the door leisurely.

"Go and have a look."