Unsuccessful

Feng Yuan stood in the hall for a long time, the candles used for lighting made crackling sounds from time to time, the burning charcoal fire shone brightly, and green smoke rose from the incense burner, the house was quiet, but the wind outside the house was getting tighter and tighter, Maybe it's going to snow again, Feng Yuan thought, but auspicious snow heralds a good year, so it's good.

"God, how about going to the little prince's side?" Feng Yuan finally moved, there is a saying that "the arrow is on the string, you have to shoot it", and there is another saying that "one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers".

A figure fell in mid-air, and after saluting with fists clasped, he fled away, and turned back after a few breaths of effort, "Go back to the emperor, the little prince is ready."

"En." Feng Yuan waved his hand, put on his cloak, and braved the cold wind to leave the palace gate.

The Dahuan Palace was originally the concubine's bedroom. Later, the concubine died suddenly and tragically. Although the late emperor buried him generously, the rumors in the palace still did not stop. Gradually, everyone in the palace knew that the Dahuan Palace was haunted. You can often hear miserable shouts when you get close, so no one comes here at all, and it feels unlucky to even get close.

Duizi carried the lantern, and carefully walked ahead to watch the road, preventing the emperor behind him from stumbling and hurting the dragon's body.

It was midnight now, the palace lords, maids, and eunuchs had already locked their palace doors, and only the imperial guards were still walking outside.

And the Dahuan Palace is a harem, a cold palace and haunted by ghosts, and the general imperial guards would not come here, so the emperor is not worried about revealing his identity at all, so what if he is exposed?Just kill it.

"Master, we're here." Duizi pushed open the corner door of Dahuan Hall and led Feng Yuan in.

"How? He knew he was wrong?"

When Duizi arrived at the bed in the main hall of Dahuan Hall, he turned on the switch, and the bookshelf next to him moved slowly, revealing a heavy and locked iron door.

"The emperor calm down, we are incompetent." Dui Zi knelt down without hesitation.

Feng Yuan stared at the iron door and snorted, "Get up, open the door."

Dui Zi hurriedly stood up and opened the iron gate, turned around and said respectfully, "Please, Your Majesty."

Generally, Feng Yuan would not come to the dark prison here, because Feng Yuan likes gentle, bright and clean things, such as sunshine, warm bedding after drying, clean clothes, and Feng Tuo.

But the dark prison is the same as what Feng Yuan hates, cruel, dark and dirty, just like... himself.

Torches are hung on the walls of the corridor for lighting.

The space below is quite large, and it is full of execution equipment. Of course, the most important thing in the dark prison is the prisoner.

"You're here?" Jing Luo looked at the shining dragon robe and smiled softly.

"Can you still laugh? It's tough." Feng Yuan also laughed, but it was as cold as ice.

"That's natural."

Feng Yuan didn't answer and had nothing to say, the two were silent for a moment.

In the end, Feng Yuan spoke first, "Jing Luo, do you know your mistake?"

"I don't know, I'm not wrong, how can I admit my mistake?"

"Are you right? Who is Tuo'er? Can you tolerate your frivolousness? Huh?" Feng Yuan wanted to be calm, but looking at this face, remembering Tuo'er's pleading a while ago, Feng Yuan couldn't control it.

"No frivolity, A Tuo also likes me, I know, but he doesn't know it himself, and... don't you know, Your Majesty?" Jing Luo raised his eyebrows, looking at the girl in dragon robe in the flickering candlelight. He smiled triumphantly, "There is one thing that is not as good as mine. Are you particularly unwilling, Your Majesty?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Feng Yuan picked up the whip and whipped Jing Luo until he was discouraged.

This whip has been treated, and it hurts so much when hitting people, but as long as it is handled properly, it will recover completely within a month, without leaving even a trace of whip marks.

"Heh, heh." Jing Luo was beaten, but his eyes became brighter, and the madness and paranoia made Feng Yuan seem to see another self, "Your Majesty, you can't kill me, I haven't completed your task yet, haha Ha ha!"

"Yes, yes, but now I don't need you to complete the task. Do you think I still lack a handy and obedient slave? I just want you to die now!"

"Hey, why didn't the emperor plan a strategy? Are you afraid of putting me to death so impatiently, huh?" Jing Luo smiled heartily, Feng Yuan's face was completely black, seeing Feng Yuan didn't speak, Jing Luo Wu Zi said, "So, when our majestic Xia Guohuang is still afraid, what are we afraid of? Afraid that the one we love will fall in love with someone else, afraid that we will not get what we want most in this life, afraid of doing what we want. The scandal is exposed... Your majesty, I am afraid of this and that, how can I take back the military power? Ah? Hahaha!" Laughing, Jing Luo stared at the dancing candle, and suddenly remembered the jade pendant that A Tuo gave him on his birthday , It has reached such a point, Feng Yuan is afraid that he will not let him live, he hasn't said sorry to A Tuo, and he hasn't told him that he regrets doing so many mistakes.

In fact, Jing Luo said that Feng Tuo liked him only to annoy Feng Yuan, who can be so confident in front of the person he likes?What's more, Jing Luo knew that his sin was already serious, so he was not worthy of it, and now all he had to do was hate.

Feng Yuan thought about it, if Jing Luo died, there would be no serious problems. After all, Jing Luo had already done almost everything he had to do, but if Jing Luo didn't die, Tuo'er would not give up. Now He didn't understand his own mind when he was young, what if he found out when he grew up?By then it will be too late.

On the balance, Feng Yuan felt that Jing Luo's death would be better. Glancing at Shi Chen, Feng Yuan felt that Ling Chi must be too late, so he decided to kill him directly, as long as he died.

"Duizi, you do it." Feng Yuan turned around and sat down on a chair not far away.

When taking a life, it is natural to attack the heart. Seeing that the emperor had no intention of torturing people, Dui Zi took a knife and stabbed Jing Luo in the heart.

"Your Majesty!" Qianzi turned over and fell, Feng Yuan waved his hand to stop Duizi, the knife had already pierced a few points.

"What's the matter?" Feng Yuan frowned, only looking at the wound on Jing Luo's chest, he felt his heart beating a little faster.

"The little prince had an accident. I ordered someone to light the incense for the little prince, but someone replaced it with poisonous incense. The person has already vomited blood and passed out. The imperial doctor is helpless. The little prince is in danger."

After hearing this, Feng Yuan kicked Ganzi to the ground, "What are you eating! A bunch of trash!" After shouting, he wanted to leave, "Your Majesty! Take me with you, I can save him!" Jing Luo ignored many spots on his body. The wound, struggling desperately, there are barbs on the chain that locked him, the more he struggles, the more serious the injury, just a few words, the place where he was locked has been bloody and blurred, and the blood is even on Jing Luo's body| Accumulated into a pool of blood.

"Your Majesty, I have suffered such a serious injury in the palace. Is your Majesty still afraid that I will escape?!" Jing Luo roared, shaking Feng Yuan to his senses, and ordered Dui Zi to take Jing Luo with him, First out of the dungeon.