Chapter 66 Under the Palace

Wei Qingcheng exchanged pleasantries with her for a while, then returned to his room. The wolfskin blanket spread softly on the floor made him feel exceptionally warm.

Xie Jingyu walked in from the door and hugged him from behind: "Do you want to rest for a while? Or should we go and see it now?"

Wei Qingcheng tilted her head and kissed the man's chin: "Let's go now. The people in the mansion are cleaning up. I'm not very tired."

Xie Jingyu held up Wei Qingcheng's face and asked very seriously, "Qingqing, are you sure you want to see it?"

He did too many things without telling the people in front of him, and schemed to trap Wei Qingcheng into the mansion, so he could only live in anxiety every day.

But what he didn't expect was that Wei Qingcheng loved him very much. This love made him addicted and gave him confidence.

He didn't want to hide himself in the dark. Xie Jingyu wanted to stand in the light and grow old with Wei Qingcheng.

Wei Qingcheng nodded confidently.

"Well, I also want to know how I offended them."

The man raised his hands and hugged him. They exuded the same aura, as if they had melted into each other's bones and blood.

It seems like some kind of ancient legend that they were born to be husband and wife, so they have the same strange scent mark.

Xie Jingyu hugged him tightly, as if she wanted to tell him some earth-shattering secret, or give him her lifelong trust: "Then... after watching this, you are not allowed to leave me or run around, okay? If you are scared, just hold me tight."

Wei Qingcheng didn't know why Xie Jingyu said that. He thought that nothing in his life would make him leave the man, but he still patted the man on the back and said, "Okay."

Wei Qingcheng racked her brains but never imagined that this prison was built in the palace.

Xie Jingyu led him through the dim underground passage. The ground seemed to have been deliberately cleaned and was wet, but there was still a smell of blood in the air.

When they reached the flat ground, Xie Jingyu asked with concern: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Wei Qingcheng shook his head. He could accept this level of punishment, but he was afraid of being locked up in the Yan family before.

When he was in such a small place, he always had some physical resistance.

Wei Qingcheng held the man's hand and followed him inside.

There weren't many cells, only three or four, separated by walls.

After taking only two steps, Wei Qingcheng stopped in shock.

The dying person is...Wang Yu?

The one in tatters, with a pale face and skinny body is... Sun Yanhong! !

Perhaps they had been locked up for too long, and when they heard someone coming, they seemed to see a ray of hope, and they struggled to climb onto the iron bars of the cell.

Holding onto the pole with both hands, he looked at him and Xie Jingyu.

How did they become like this? Wei Qingcheng took a few steps back in disbelief, unable to recover for a moment.

Wang Yu stared at Wei Qingcheng for a long time before recognizing him.

She kowtowed to him repeatedly, begging for mercy from her cracked lips: "My lord, you are alive! Please save me! The prince wants to kill me, please save me... I won't dare to do it again, please beg for mercy... Help me! "

Sun Yanhong seemed to be completely crazy. She just clung to the pole and babbled some incoherent interjections.

A pair of dirty hands stretched out from the gap between the iron bars, grabbing randomly, with whip marks all over their bodies.

Wei Qingcheng couldn't believe what he saw. He looked at Xie Jingyu, wanting to get an explanation from the man: "Jingyu...they...why is this happening?"

Xie Jingyu held him with one hand, letting him lean on her, and revealed the ugly truth in a calm tone.

"It's all your own fault. Qingqing, do you know that? I bribed the ship owner and the dancer to do it on the ship. Do you still feel sorry for them?"

Wei Qingcheng never expected that after his rebirth, he would be kind enough to let the two people go, but he would almost die in the hands of this adulterous couple.

Wei Qingcheng was so angry that she was about to take Xie Jingyu's hand and continue to walk inside, not wanting to look at them again.

Wang Yu saw him go and gave up all his thoughts of escaping. He shook the iron rod vigorously with both hands.

"Hahaha, Wei Qingcheng, you are so hypocritical! I knew you didn't want to save me, so why did you pretend to be so righteous and pull me back from the slave farm?

Pooh! You rich people are disgusting! !

I should have asked the dancer to stab you a few more times, and you wouldn't have survived to see me make a fool of myself."

Wei Qingcheng was really angry. He was not this angry even when he was poisoned to death in his previous life.

With his hands shaking and his teeth clenching, he said to Wang Yu: "You deserve it! You deserve to die. I will not save you again."

Don't argue with a fool. No matter how you teach this kind of person with evil intentions, he will not be grateful to you. Wei Qingcheng was angry, but felt it was not worth it.

Xie Jingyu looked at Wang Yu with murderous eyes. He made a gesture and the guards came running over.

The man said calmly: "There's no need to keep these two, send them on their way."

The guard nodded and sneered at Wang Yu.

Wei Qingcheng ignored Wang Yu's pleas and cries, and dragged Xie Jingyu to the next cell.

In the second cell were the dancer, the drummer, and the boat owner. The dancer sang a song and danced lightly, without any trace of her former grace.

The boat owner had become so skinny that his big belly was no longer visible. He and the drummer were fighting each other inside, trying to grab a steamed bun.

Xie Jingyu told him that these three were the first to go crazy.

Wei Qingcheng guessed that Xie Jingyu had used some method to torture them into this state.

But it was very satisfying.

Wei Qingcheng didn't look at it any more.

They came to the third cell, where all the prisoners were people Wei Qingcheng didn't know.

Xie Jingyu explained to him that it was some people from the clan who were behind the assassination on the road.

He forged the emperor's token and left evidence specifically to make them,

Fortunately, Xie Jingyu was careful and went to identify the authenticity of the token. He followed the clues to find the person and reported it to the emperor.

The emperor let him deal with it himself, and Xie Jingyu, who was already bloodthirsty at the time, was imprisoned along with these people.

Wei Qingcheng rubbed her head against the man's chest and said weakly, "Let's go out. I don't want to stay here anymore."

Xie Jingyu saw that he was in pain. There were no elders in the palace, so he had no worries and simply picked up Wei Qingcheng.

Walked out of the tunnel quickly.

Xie Jingyu held him and sat on the swing, swinging slowly, stroking his back again and again to soothe his mood.

Wei Qingcheng buried her head in the man's arms and said sullenly, "Jingyu, am I wrong? Shouldn't I have saved Wang Yu? But he was really pitiful when he was a child. He was so small, but he was beaten and scolded and driven around at will."

Xie Jingyu rocked him in his arms like he was coaxing a child, making him feel comfortable.

"No, that's right. What's wrong with saving people? He is the one who is wrong.

He is not good, not you, Qingcheng, you are not wrong."