Chapter 240 Meeting in Prison

As the lights flickered, the soldier carefully turned his gaze and looked between the fences.

The young man's expression had barely changed since entering this place. He didn't look like someone imprisoned, but rather someone enjoying a cup of Dragon Ball Snow with others.

If this incident had not happened, he might never have met such a great man in his life.

Footsteps suddenly sounded.

The visitor wore a curved-foot fu hat, a green robe and a golden belt.

"Sir," the soldier saluted respectfully, lowering his voice as he asked, "Shouldn't we move the cell for the person inside?"

In my humble opinion, for this famous Prince Danshuo to turn over is just a matter of turning the back of his hand.

The green-robed official, however, thought otherwise. With a sullen face, he uttered something with great reluctance, "No need. ... Take the lantern and wait in the back. Someone wants to see him."

The soldier was surprised: "Didn't they say that no outsiders can be seen these days?"

The green-robed official was too lazy to say anything more.

When another round of footsteps sounded, he grabbed the soldier's collar and silently retreated behind the wall.

The footsteps got closer and closer, and finally stopped outside the cell.

Fu Yi didn't even raise his head and said calmly, "I don't plead guilty."

"Fu Yi."

Fu Yi pursed his lips and chuckled, then slowly raised his head to look at the people outside the cell.

"I almost didn't recognize you." Fu Yi paused and called out, "Aying."

Cheng Nianying tugged at his robe and dressed as a guard again.

This makes entry and exit convenient.

She walked straight to the door without saying a word, took out a short blade, pointed the pointed end at the lock and pried it open.

"Ding Dong."

The chains fell to the ground.

The soldier opened his mouth and stepped forward: "No, how could this person..."

At this time, someone stood by the wall. He was tall and gave off a very oppressive feeling.

The man made a silencing gesture.

The soldier looked up, but failed to recognize him at first glance.

The green-robed official beside him saluted respectfully.

The soldier suddenly remembered that he had also met this noble man when he returned to the court victoriously.

It’s King Liang!

It’s His Royal Highness Prince Liang!

He came here today, isn't he, to poison Prince Danshuo?

The soldier suddenly became excited and was about to speak again, but King Liang gave him another sidelong glance, and the soldier immediately lost all his courage.

So he could only watch Cheng Nianying walk into the cell and just sit on the ground in front of Prince Danshuo.

Sit down?

"You haven't changed your clothes." Cheng Nianying said, and it was hard to tell whether her tone was happy or unhappy.

Fu Yi smiled and said, "Yeah, Ah Ying thinks I'm dirty?"

Cheng Nianying frowned: "It's you who doesn't like dirt."

"Well, but what can we do? The one who died was the emperor's daughter. Who would dare to show me any favor? Not putting me in the shackles is already a great favor. Have you ever seen anyone in the shackles in prison?"

Fu Yi remained calm, seemingly still in the mood to tell Cheng Nianying other people's stories: "The yoke weighs seventy kilograms. If you wear it for a long time, your head will sink and your bones will be exposed."

Cheng Nianying frowned a little.

"Add to that the daily torture and interrogation, and people often died before they could even be sentenced. After death, their bodies were wrapped up, a narrow hole cut in the wall was made, and they were stuffed through it and handed over to their families, and that was it."

Cheng Nianying's throat tightened when she heard this, and even swallowing became difficult.

"If I were to come to this, no one would be willing to collect my body. Fu Cheng and his wife testified against me in court, and I think Prince Kang and Princess Kang also acquiesced. If I died in prison, they wouldn't even be afraid to have anything to do with me..."

Cheng Nianying let out a long breath, then suddenly pounced on Fu Yi and hugged him.

Fu Yi raised his right hand and hugged her.

The chains on his hands collided, making a harsh sound.

"Going to jail isn't all bad. Aying took the initiative to hug me again." Fu Yi smiled gently.

King Liang, who was separated by a wall, felt very angry.

Pack!

He really knows how to play with people's hearts!

He made himself sound so pitiful, I wonder how much he won his daughter's heart!

Cheng Nianying's hand was still hooked around Fu Yi's neck. She didn't respond to Fu Yi's teasing words, but said seriously: "If you die, I will collect your body."

King Liang choked behind the wall.

It seems that his daughter... didn't make Fu Yi angry to death, which is already very good.

Okay, okay, there's nothing to be angry about.

Fu Yi laughed and said, "Okay, if I die, you must collect my body."

Cheng Nianying followed up with a muffled voice: "But I won't let you die."

Fu Yi suddenly stopped talking and didn't say another word of teasing.

He felt a little warmth on his neck, but that warmth quickly turned cold due to the cold and damp environment.

He was so cold that he got goose bumps all over his body and couldn't hide his shivering.

Aying.

He opened his mouth.

Are you crying?

Fu Yi tried his best to suppress the trembling in his bones and hugged her tighter.

Cheng Nianying turned her face slightly away and continued to speak to him: "Mu He is good at making perfume, right?"

These words were spoken close to his ear, and King Liang couldn't hear clearly. He couldn't help but take a few steps forward.

The soldiers and green-robed officials behind him instinctively wanted to follow him, but were finally driven away by his glare.

Suddenly everyone around retreated.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Fu Yi asked.

"When I first arrived at the Prince's Mansion, you taught me how to recognize many scents."

"Yeah." Fu Yi pursed his lips and smiled.

"I smelled the fragrance of Mu He at the edge of Zhao Ning's knife."

"Are you taking medicine again?"

Should I care about this now? Cheng Nianying's eyes widened before she answered, "Yeah."

"The medicine in Shaoqu Tower is not good after all. You will have to ask the imperial physician to take good care of your body in the future." Fu Yi said again.

If we ignore where we are, this kind of conversation can be quite heartwarming.

"Aren't you surprised that it was Mu He who did it?"

"That day at Prince Ding's mansion, when I saw Mu He appear next to Zhao Ning, it already seemed strange."

Fu Yi knew that Mu He harbored a lingering affection for him, and he was also aware of Zhao Ning's admiration for him. The fact that these two could be together and still be so peaceful and harmonious was truly bizarre.

But he couldn't say this to Cheng Nianying.

"Mu He can serve as a secret agent beside me under the emperor's order, so naturally she can also serve as a guard beside Princess Zhaoning under orders."

As for why Zhaoning kept her, it was probably because he wanted to learn about him from Muhe.

So he said Zhaoning was naive.

It was wrong to keep Mu He by her side, and it was also wrong to force her to marry him. The emperor had never relented, but now he let go, so there must be something wrong!

The next moment, Cheng Nianying broke free from Fu Yi's arms.

Fu Yi asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

In Cheng Nianying's mind, Fu Yi is so smart that he is almost omnipotent.

The more powerful he was, the more Cheng Nianying felt an indescribable sense of suffocation when he was trapped in such a cage.

She moved her lips: "You are not worried at all?"

"When Ah Ying was at my house earlier and was about to be exposed by me, didn't you have a trace of worry on your face? I learned that from Ah Ying."

Cheng Nianying glared at him, and the tears in her eyes faded a lot.

"Aying came to see me today because you were worried that I wasn't having a good time in jail?" Fu Yi regained his serious expression.

"Someone has to tell you about the outside world."

"Okay, I'm listening."

Cheng Nianying told the story of how she and Prince Liang went to see the emperor, and also how Shaoqu Tower was given to Prince Liang.

"Didn't Prince Liang directly reveal your identity in front of the Emperor?"

"No."

"Oh, Prince Liang finally used his brain after all these years."

King Liang behind the wall: "..."

"It wasn't necessarily his idea to ask for Shao Qu Tower. Did you remind him? Ah Ying treats him really well."

King Liang: “…” Never mind, I’ll just endure it.

"Are you staying in Prince Liang's mansion now?"

"Hmm... That day, the Emperor used the excuse of sealing off the Prince's Mansion. I thought about it and decided not to return. You should have a backup plan, right?"

"I'm very happy that Ah Ying trusts me so much. It's true that the Prince's Mansion was cleaned out long ago, so they won't find anything. Of course, if they want to fabricate something else, it's hard to say."

Cheng Nianying frowned again.

There was still no change on Fu Yi's face. He really wanted to meet Cheng Nianying in person, but he held back when he thought that this was not a good place.

He then continued seriously, "You need to teach Prince Liang a lesson... Tell him not to act so obviously. Once the Emperor learns that he has suspicions about Zhaoning's death, he will abandon him."

"Prince Liang has always been too upright, so the emperor doesn't dare to bet that he can still be a filial and good son."

"Don't even mention your identity."

"Once the emperor knows your origins, he will realize that there is an irreconcilable conflict between him and Prince Liang."

"Since there is no reconciliation, we have no choice but to strike first."

As King Liang listened behind the wall, his expression grew increasingly gloomy, and his fists clenched tighter and tighter.

Fu Yi never hesitates to assume the darkest aspects of people.

But maybe this time... he's right.

"But maybe King Liang won't believe it." Fu Yi smiled, "Then what should we do? If he doesn't listen to you, then don't play with him. Just be nice to me."

King Liang: “…………”

He took a step forward and in just three or two steps he was standing outside the door.

Fu Yi: “…”

He exhaled lightly: "How could His Royal Highness Prince Liang eavesdrop?"

King Liang was very angry.

He really still hates Fu Yi!

"Xiao He, can you please go out first? I want to talk to Prince Danshuo about something." Prince Liang turned his face away and forced a smile.

Cheng Nianying thought about it and decided that it was okay, she could break up the fight if it started.