Having said that, Xu Yixing felt dizzy and something in his heart seemed to want to burst out and be vented.
Lu Anyuan, please don't let me down...
There has already been a precedent, and Xu Yixing didn't dare to think about whether she would still have the courage to start again if she suffered another blow from Lu Anyuan this time.
"I, I understand."
What did she know? Even she herself couldn't explain what she knew. But Lu Anyuan liked her, so if she used his identity to do something in the future, would she feel guilty?
Relying solely on natural relationships won't last long, but now that I know his true feelings, I can't use them with a clear conscience. It's really a difficult problem.
"Miss, Seventh Prince, everyone over there has already started fishing and writing poetry. Would you like to join them?" Siqin quietly slipped over and reported to the two of them. She always felt that it was too dangerous for her young lady to be alone with the Seventh Prince every time.
Lu Anyuan was about to refuse when Xu Yixing spoke first: "Really? Then let's go together." She just felt that the atmosphere between the two of them was very subtle, so it would be better to leave as soon as possible.
So Lu Anyuan could only glance at Siqin's back angrily and followed her. In the second half of the day, he didn't find a chance to talk to Xu Yixing alone.
At the end of June, the rebellion and assassination of the Seventh Prince in the Duke's Mansion, which had been deadlocked for more than a month, finally came to an end.
The emperor personally decreed that the Duke's mansion be stripped of its official positions and exiled; all sons over fifteen would be executed; those who dissented would be exiled to southern Xinjiang, never to return to the capital. The main culprit, Sun Ziyou, was naturally sentenced to death, scheduled for the autumn, along with his father and mother.
Old Mrs. Sun was a lucky person. She had suffered in prison for more than a month. When she heard the verdict, she didn't know whether she was shocked or frightened, but she died overnight and didn't have to go to southern Xinjiang with that group of people.
At the same time, the emperor conferred titles on several of the Sun family's distant relatives, bestowing them with honorary positions and titles as a token of his great favor. Of course, these recipients had exposed many of the crimes of the old Duke's family in previous investigations.
When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. This is how things have always been. Even a large family like the Sun Mansion, when faced with a catastrophic disaster, would blame each other and prevaricate, and betraying brothers and sisters was not uncommon.
After Xu Yixing learned of the emperor's decree, he felt uneasy. In the end, he copied some Buddhist scriptures and sent them to Jingxi Temple to burn them. Only then did he feel better.
Since Sun Ziyou's sentence has been determined, the day for me to meet him and get the truth will soon be here.
She stayed in the mansion, quietly waiting. Until July 2nd, Yingjiu suddenly sent a message saying that Ada from the Seventh Prince's Mansion had written and asked her to go to the Heavenly Prison to see him on the 3rd.
Xu Yixing finally felt relieved. Lu Anyuan really did as he said and gave him the chance to see him again before he died.
On the morning of the 3rd, Xu Yixing went out in full attire, dressing up in everything from gold hairpins and silver headpieces to silk and jade shoes. Even though her makeup wasn't as grand as a wedding, it was still incredibly elaborate.
It was the last meeting, and she didn't want to be at a disadvantage.
The Tianlao was much stricter than the Jingzhao Prefecture's prison. It was divided into different areas, some for the royal family, some for ministers and officials, and some for serious criminals sentenced to death.
Sun Ziyou's cell was located very far in the interior and was very cold, making it feel unusually chilly even in the middle of summer.
Xu Yi walked in gracefully, like a lady attending a banquet, without any discomfort or complaint.
After a lot of effort, I finally reached the door of Sun Ziyou's cell, only to see that his hands and feet were bound by a not-too-long chain. His clothes were tattered but still clean, which showed that he had not been tortured for some time since the evidence of Sun's crime was obtained.
"Put your things here and get out. I need to talk to him privately."
Xu Yixing said this to the jailer. The servants and maids had been stopped outside the prison long ago, so a jailer had been holding his things for him. Hearing this, the man touched the heavy silver in his arms and retreated without saying anything.
It was impossible to open the door, not to mention that Xu Yixing had no intention of going in. Unlike Mrs. Gu, she did not dare to approach Sun Ziyou casually, for fear that he had a hidden trick up his sleeve.
Sun Ziyou didn't even raise his eyelids through the prison door. He had heard the voice of the person coming and recognized it as Xu Yiyan. However, he had nothing to say to her, so he just lowered his head and pretended to be dead.
"This is quail stewed with dried shrimp, cold-mixed shredded tripe, ham and yam, and fresh mushrooms and cabbage. There's also a pot of rice wine and a bowl of rice. The food box is small and can only hold this much. Besides, I'm afraid the jailers won't let me in if I bring more."
Xu Yixing took out the dishes one by one, sat on the ground outside, and pushed them as hard as he could towards Sun Ziyou through the fence. Only then did Sun Ziyou look up, looking at the person opposite him with some confusion - these dishes were all his favorites, but how did Xu Yiyan know?
It was when he raised his head that Xu Yixing saw the face clearly. From the upper left to the lower right, there was a long scar, burned by something unknown, which avoided the eyes, just like Gao Yao's injury at that time.
Who did this? Actually, there is no need to think about it. There are only two biggest suspects. Either Gao Yao bribed the jailer, or Lu Anyuan did it. Who else would have so much time to disfigure his grandson?
"Your injury?"
Sun Ziyou moved his hands and feet and moved closer to Xu Yixing. Xu Yixing immediately felt like a mountain was approaching him. He shrank his body unconsciously and was caught by Sun Ziyou.
"Are you afraid of me?" Sun Ziyou frowned and his voice changed slightly, as if it was the aftereffect of someone pouring something hot down his throat.
"Who said that!" Xu Yixing quickly realized his own mistake and sat up straight. He was just a prisoner, why should I be afraid of him?
Sun Ziyou no longer dwelled on this point and just looked at the dishes on the ground: "Indeed, they are all my favorites, but how did you know?"
His throat seemed to be struggling to speak, and each word required a lot of effort to utter.
"My sister told me this before." Xu Yixing has learned to lie now.
"Hmm?" Sun Ziyou tilted his head, but the shackles around his neck made a rattling sound when he moved. In his impression, Xu Yixing was not close to this concubine's sister, and he looked down on her. Why would he tell her this?
But Xu Yixing wouldn't explain either. If he said too much, there would be too many mistakes, so it would be better not to say anything.
Sure enough, Sun Ziyou did not ask any further questions. Instead, he picked up the chopsticks, took a bite, drank a sip of wine, and then stopped moving.
"Thank you for the meal. What exactly did you come to see me for?"
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