Chapter 62: Willing to Share the Same Fate She lowered her head and kissed his lips.

When Aqiao was about to leave that day, Jiang Tong asked her if she could find a way to put herself in the same cell with Su Guanqing.

At that time, A Qiao just said she would give it a try.

Jiang Tong didn't hold out much hope, but two days later, a jailer took her to Su Guanqing's cell.

In fact, ever since Jiang Huaishan's capture, when they were powerless, A-Qiao had been working to infiltrate the Jinyiwei. Among the assassins Mao Zhang had left behind, many were loyal ministers of Jingtai who had been implicated in Jingtai's abdication, so she already had some connections. Combined with A-Qiao's tactics and her previous life's understanding of the Jinyiwei, she was already seeing initial success.

When Jiang Tong was taken to Su Guanqing's cell, he was lying on a pile of moldy straw.

"Guan Qing!"

As soon as Jiang Tong saw his condition, she realized something was wrong. She rushed over and leaned over Su Guanqing, immediately noticing his flushed face. She reached out to touch his forehead, and it felt scorching hot.

Jiang Tong hurriedly asked for help from the jailer who brought him in.

The jailer didn't take it seriously at all: "It's normal to have a fever after being tortured. It will be fine as long as it goes away tomorrow."

Jiang Tong was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly checked up and down, and found that the ten fingers that Su Guanqing placed on his lower abdomen were abnormally red and swollen.

She didn't even need to touch it. Just by looking at the twisted appearance of the ten fingers, she knew that all of Su Guanqing's finger bones were broken!

"Why are you torturing him?" Jiang Tong felt a fire burning from the bottom of her heart. She turned around suddenly and asked the jailer angrily.

The jailer snorted coldly, "This is what happens when you deceive His Majesty. Even being blind couldn't stop him from painting. I wonder what he'll be able to paint with his hand crippled."

Jiang Tong felt a chill in his heart, knowing that they had seriously offended Emperor Zhengtong this time.

At this moment, Su Guanqing suddenly twisted his body and muttered something, but the voice was too soft to be heard clearly.

Jiang Tong hurriedly turned back, lowered his body, and listened closely.

"water......"

"Okay, I'll get you some water." Jiang Tong stood up and looked around hurriedly.

The conditions in Su Guanqing's cell were obviously not as good as hers. Not only was there no bedding, there wasn't even a kettle or cup. Jiang Tong looked around the entire cell and saw only a broken bowl with a chipped edge in the corner. She hurried over to pick it up, and it was an empty bowl.

At this time, the jailer had already left, so Jiang Tong rushed to the door and knocked on it and shouted.

After a while, a jailer heard her cry and came in carrying a kettle. Jiang Tong hurriedly handed over the broken bowl to collect the water.

The jailer poured the water and looked around. Seeing no one around, he whispered, "Ms. Qiao was kind to me. She asked me to take care of the girl. If the girl needs anything, just let me know."

Jiang Tong was overjoyed when he heard this and hurriedly asked, "Master Su is injured. Can you help me find a doctor?"

The jailer was not expecting her to come up with such a difficult request right from the start, and couldn't help but reveal an embarrassment: "This is difficult. If you ask me to smuggle something in, it's fine, but to bring in a person..."

"If we can't get a doctor, could you please get some medicine and a few sticks?"

Su Guanqing's fracture must be treated.

"That's no problem. Please wait a moment, young lady," said the jailer.

Jiang Tong felt relieved after getting the promise. She put the water aside and wanted to help Su Guanqing up. However, Su Guanqing was still unconscious and did not cooperate. Jiang Tong pulled him up twice but failed. She simply stood up, took a horse stance, and used all her strength to pull his shoulders and pull him up.

However, just as he was halfway up, his hand slipped down from his lower abdomen, and the broken bones were hit. Su Guanqing trembled all over and let out a low cry of pain.

Jiang Tong's heart was in his throat. He hurriedly and quietly put the person he had pulled up halfway back and buried his head in checking his injuries.

Just as she was carefully spreading Su Guanqing's ten fingers, she heard Su Guanqing's low, weak voice:

"Tongtong, is that you?"

Jiang Tong was startled and turned around to see that Su Guanqing had opened his eyes and was looking at him blankly.

"It's me." Jiang Tong responded quickly.

Hearing Jiang Tong's voice, Su Guanqing's eyes, as dark as the night sky, suddenly lit up: "Am I really not dreaming? Tongtong? Are you really by my side?"

"Yes, I'm here with you." Jiang Tong's heart ached. He turned away his eyes and took several breaths before saying, "Would you like some water?"

Su Guanqing nodded and tried hard to raise his head. Jiang Tong held his head with one hand and brought the water to his lips with the other.

After he finished drinking the water, Jiang Tong put the bowl on the ground and gently stroked his face with her hand: "Why are you so stupid? You knew that Emperor Zhengtong was worried and had no place to vent his anger, but you still rushed to walk into the trap. You are injured like this, and you..." Jiang Tong choked for a moment and couldn't continue.

Su Guanqing felt a sharp pain in his wound, but he tried to endure it, but his brows were tightly knitted together. He pulled the corners of his lips and gave an ugly smile: "I'm fine, it's really fine."

Jiang Tong's mind buzzed with excitement, and the appearance of Su Guanqing in front of him instantly overlapped with the voice, appearance and smile of him when he was seriously injured and dying in his previous life.

In his previous life, in order to protect her, he received eighty lashes of the stick and his life was in danger, but he still had to force a smile to coax her.

Memories flooded in like a nightmare, enveloping her head.

"How can it not be a big deal? We're connected by our fingers..." Jiang Tong's eyes were filled with tears. She tilted her head back, trying not to let the tears fall. "You only know how to coax me! Su Guanqing, I just realized that you're a bastard full of lies!"

"Tongtong, I'm sorry, please don't be angry..."

"How can I not be angry? What did you promise me before? You said you would listen to me in everything from now on! But why did you act on your own this time? You want to turn yourself in, have you asked me before? Su Guanqing, I've already said that I don't like disobedient people. If you do this, I... I just don't like you anymore!"

Jiang Tong turned around and sat with her back to Su Guanqing, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

Su Guanqing opened his empty eyes, looked in her direction, moved his lips, but no sound came out.

No one spoke in the small cell for a moment.

After a while, Su Guanqing seemed to have made up his mind and said in a trembling voice: "...It's okay if you don't like me anymore."

Jiang Tong felt something was wrong when he heard this, and suddenly turned around to look at him. He saw Su Guanqing's face showing a miserable and bitter expression. He said:

"When the Su family was convicted, I should have died. The Zhengtong Emperor kept me alive only to find out the whereabouts of Jingtai's orphan. Now he has no reason to keep me alive anymore. Tongtong, forget me. When you get out, find someone better than me. You've always admired warriors, and warriors... are good too. But... just don't look for a useless scholar like me..."

"Su Guanqing, what do you mean?" Jiang Tong's face darkened and he interrupted.

A tear fell from the corner of Su Guanqing's eye. He closed his eyes with a sad look on his face. "Tongtong, our fate in this life ends here. To have your favor in my eyes is enough for me in this life. Even if I die now, I will have no regrets."

"Whether the fate between us has ended or not is not up to you to decide." Jiang Tong's tears had dried, and a hint of cruelty appeared in her bloodshot eyes. "Even the tyrant sitting on the Dragon Throne has no say in what he says!"

Her words frightened Su Guanqing - the "Ming Dynasty Law" stipulated that anyone who cursed the emperor would be beheaded.

Su Guanqing's already pale face turned even more pale, and he quickly lowered his voice and said, "Tongtong, don't criticize the emperor. Be careful of ears!"

"Are you afraid of him?" Jiang Tong peered outside through a narrow ventilation hole above the cell, his gaze blazing. "The so-called supreme ruler of a country is nothing more than a person whose virtue is unworthy of his position. He's the one who deserves to die!"

Su Guanqing was horrified when he heard this: "Tongtong, don't talk nonsense!"

Jiang Tong closed her eyes and spoke again after a long while. The sharp anger she had just expressed was gone, and her tone softened instead. "Guan Qing, I won't let you say you give up. It's not time to truly despair yet. Let's not fight among ourselves."

"曈戈......"

"I want you to promise me." Jiang Tong insisted.

Su Guanqing knew that Jiang Tong must be looking at him. He didn't want Jiang Tong to see his reluctance and weakness, so he subconsciously turned his head away.

Jiang Tong didn't let him turn away. She leaned over and held his face with both hands. "Do you still remember your promise? Tell me, I want you to say it again."

"Tongtong..." There was pleading in Su Guanqing's voice.

"you say!"

The two of them were in a stalemate for a while. In the end, Su Guanqing couldn't persuade her, so he just whispered, word by word: "In life, we want to be together forever; in death, we will go to the underworld together day and night, but Tong... mmm..."

Jiang Tong didn't wait for him to finish his words. She lowered her head and kissed his lips.

......

In the next few days, Emperor Zhengtong seemed to have forgotten the two people in the imperial prison. He did not torture Su Guanqing again, but he did not release Jiang Tong either.

A Qiao's spy was very trustworthy and actually brought a wooden stick and medicine to Jiang Tong.

As soon as Jiang Tong got it, he immediately applied medicine to Su Guanqing and fixed the broken bones with a wooden stick.

Although she was in a freezing cold cell, Jiang Tong was sweating all over. After she had treated Su Guanqing's injuries with sweat all over her forehead, she turned around and saw that Su Guanqing had fainted from the pain.

Jiang Tong didn't dare to wake him up. She carefully took out the piece of cloth that Su Guanqing was biting in his mouth, and gently helped him close his mouth.

Su Guanqing was in a coma, but he did not sleep well. Perhaps the pain did not subside in his sleep. His brows were still deeply furrowed, and he would mutter something from time to time.

Seeing Su Guanqing suffering such torture for her, Jiang Tong only hated herself for not being able to do anything for him, and her heart ached as well.

The sun gradually set, and the light coming in from the vents became dimmer. Jiang Tong didn't move at all. She just sat with her knees hugged beside Su Guanqing, and her big fox eyes only reflected his face.