"Uncle Luo, you've suffered so much."
He had barely uttered those words when he started wiping away tears. Luo Tianhe quickly waved his hand.
"Why are you crying? We're doing just fine!"
Xie Jiaxun paused for a moment, then nodded. He handed the basket to Luo Tianhe and turned to Zhiwan, saying:
"Miss Luo, I have a few words to say to you."
Luo Zhiwan knew that what he wanted to say must be related to tomorrow's imperial trial.
She nodded immediately and followed him to the cell door.
"Young City Lord, please speak frankly if you have something to say."
Xie Jiaxun lowered his gaze, afraid that Luo Tianhe and the others would hear, and whispered:
"Tomorrow's imperial trial may be detrimental to you; you should be mentally prepared."
"I know."
She took a deep breath and nodded, her eyes dim.
"The Emperor personally presided over the trial, so the verdict is irrefutable."
"So... what are your plans?"
She pursed her lips and shook her head.
"I have no plans. I'm trapped in this cage. What can I do?"
“I went to see Leng Chuchen, and he said that the Empress Dowager had not woken up and there was nothing he could do.”
When Leng Chuchen was mentioned, her gaze darkened again.
“Miss Luo, I’ve made up my mind. If the Emperor really punishes you for this, I will bring people to rescue you. I will not let anything happen to you.”
Luo Zhiwan was deeply moved by Xie Jiaxun's words. No matter what, he genuinely wanted to help them.
She gave a wry smile and gently shook her head.
“Jiaxun, I am very grateful that you did not run away from the Luo family when they were in trouble, but you can’t do anything reckless until the very last moment. Even if the emperor really wants to cut off our heads, you can’t do anything reckless. At this time, it’s better to sever ties with the Luo family.”
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