After washing and changing into new clothes, Lan Shuiyao moved the round chair to the opposite side of Yue Nanchen, took an apple in her hand, bit into it with a snap, her eyes full of mockery, and said sweetly,

"I say, Prince Yongnan, I am a murder suspect after all. Why do you think your treatment is so different from mine?"

Yue Nanchen glared at her unhappily without saying anything. He was still a little worried that Yue Nanxuan would really believe the nonsense he said in a hurry, but judging from the treatment he received, he was sure that she believed it!

He felt a pain on his wrist and instinctively caught it with his backhand. It turned out to be an apple core. Then he looked at Lan Shuiyao sitting lazily cross-legged on the rosewood round chair, looking extremely relaxed and comfortable.

"You should worry about yourself. If I'm right, Yue Chengning will return to the palace as soon as he gets the news. He will definitely report to the emperor that the murderer will be severely punished. I'm afraid you won't have many days of leisure time left!"

Yue Nanchen said coldly, squinting at the sunlight, it should be evening, Yue Chengning will enter the palace tonight at the earliest and tomorrow at the latest!

Shui Yao chuckled and lazily leaned back on the chair. Her soft breathing made her look like a sated cat in the sun. Her whole body exuded an alluring fragrance. Her long black hair hung to her waist. She did not answer him.

Compared to Shui Yao's ease and comfort, Yue Nanchen felt like the days were long. He stood up coldly, paced back and forth with a frown, planning in his mind the various possibilities that would occur after Yue Chengning entered the palace.

"The Emperor has arrived!" A shrill voice sounded, and the door of the sky prison was instantly opened. Yue Nanxuan, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, walked down the steps with an indifferent expression, walked straight to Yue Nanchen, snorted coldly, and without waiting for Yue Nanchen to speak, he strode over.

"Open the door!" The guards hurriedly

Opening the door, Yue Nanxuan lowered his head and walked into Shuiyao's cell. His cold and indifferent expression instantly became as bright as a flower. "Yaoyao, you feel wronged. Are you still used to living here?"

Shui Yao opened her eyes lazily, glanced at Yue Nanxuan, and closed them again.

She didn't know what Yue Nanxuan was up to, but she admired his clinginess.

Having hit a soft nail, Yue Nanxuan was not angry at all. Instead, the smile on his face became even sweeter. He stretched his head close to her and said, "I'm here to discuss the betrothal gifts and the scale of the wedding with you. After all, this is my first wedding, so I must follow the etiquette!"

This one sentence caused a thousand waves. Not only did Lan Shuiyao open her eyes wide, but Yue Nanchen also strode to the edge of the prison cell, staring at Yue Nanxuan with sinister eyes.

Is San Ge serious?

"What did you say?" Lan Shuiyao frowned. She thought Yue Nanxuan was joking. He actually brought up this matter again, and got married?

"Although I have made Yaoyao the queen, I cannot abandon the etiquette. Last time you married Yue Nanchen, you didn't even have a sedan chair. This time, everything must be complete. When the time comes, I will definitely grant amnesty to the whole country and have a three-day national revelry!"

The more Yue Nanxuan talked, the more excited he became. The more excited he became, the closer he became, and finally they both squeezed into the round chair and sat down.

Yue Nanchen stared at Yue Nanxuan coldly and whispered, "Third brother, I have something important to tell you!"

Yue Nanxuan ignored him and just kept chattering with Shuiyao about how the wedding would be and how much the betrothal gifts would be. Lan Shuiyao frowned but her eyes lit up when she heard it.

The amount of the betrothal gift is really considerable!

Yue Nanchen tightly grasped the cage, and a kind of anger suddenly erupted, bursting out invisibly. Does this woman love money so much?

If it were an ordinary person, they would have been frightened by the man's sinister and cold temper.

The title of King of the South was not earned, but the two people opposite him, one is Lan Shuiyao who loves money like life, and the other is the ruler of a country who does not play by the rules. They would not pay any attention to him, a paper tiger locked in a cage.

The two were talking happily. The woman kept smiling seductively and being very clingy, while the man expressed his affection directly with his actions, placing his big hand gently on the woman's shoulder.

"Lan Shuiyao!" Yue Nanchen roared, the veins on his face popping out. He was her woman, he was not dead yet, but she was actually hooking up with his closest brother in front of him!

"It's so noisy!" Shui Yao glanced at him lazily, then turned to Yue Nanxuan and chuckled, "In that case, I will consider it, but you have to wait until I get out!"

Yue Nanxuan nodded immediately, "Okay, I'll wait for you!" After that, he waved his hand, and two guards came carrying a large box. When they opened it, the dark cell suddenly became magnificent.

"Here's one box, play with it first, and when you come out, I'll give you twenty boxes!" Yue Nanxuan was so generous that Yue Nanchen's mouth twitched. Is he serious? !

Lan Shuiyao just covered her lips and chuckled, neither agreeing nor refusing. Her ambiguous attitude made Yue Nanchen want to go crazy.

Yue Nanxuan left, but left behind a box of treasures.

Yue Nanchen looked coldly at Lan Shuiyao, who was elegant and lazy, twisting her body in a charming and seductive manner, and sat on the box, counting pearls for fun.

He felt his blood rushing up, and his vision was darkening. "Lan Shuiyao, do you like money so much?"

Shui Yao ignored him and just kept picking up the jadeite to look at the sunlight, covering her lips with her hands and smiling ambiguously. Her low, charming laughter slowly flowed in the cell.

Just when Yue Nanchen was about to go crazy, the door of the prison opened again, and a man in blue

, the handsome and melancholy Prince A Luo appeared at the door.

"Shui'er!" He called softly and rushed to the cell, his dark brown eyes full of tenderness.

Jumping down from the box as swiftly as a raccoon cat, Lan Shuiyao rushed to him quickly, "A Luo, where did you go last night?"

I wanted to ask him if he was the one who poisoned Dong Qing'er, but this sentence sounded like concern to A Luo, "Shui'er, I'm fine, I'm back at the inn, and just now, I asked Emperor Yue for a marriage, I want to marry Princess Nanhan!"

He lowered his eyes, and the unwillingness in his eyes quickly turned into a kind of strength, "But don't worry, I will only leave Nanyue after I make sure you are okay! I..."

He suddenly approached Shui Yao, put his lips to her ear and whispered, "Don't marry Emperor Yue, wait for me, I will come back, wait until I ascend the throne, wait until I can control my own happiness, wait until I can protect you, Shui'er, I will come back!"

Shui Yao glanced at Yue Nanchen, then turned back and whispered to A Luo, "I have something important to discuss with you, wait for me to come out!"

To Luo, this sentence seemed like a promise. He nodded and held Shui Yao's hand tightly.

Yue Nanchen stared coldly at the two people who were whispering, and the anger in his eyes grew stronger and stronger...

Prince A Luo left, leaving behind a room full of tenderness and longing.

Sitting on a box of gold, silver and jewelry, the round huanghuali table was covered with a white and blue floral curtain. There were four exquisite side dishes, which were the style Shuiyao liked, both meat and vegetarian. I didn't eat them, so I don't know how they tasted.

But it was very pleasing to the eye, with all sorts of red and green. The waiter took it out while nodding and bowing respectfully and said, "Empress, the Emperor has said that if you need anything, just ask. The Emperor will agree to anything!"

This is top-grade bird's nest, which the Emperor specially ordered the imperial kitchen to make for you, Madam. Try it and see if it suits your taste?"

Shui Yao waved her hand lazily, "Don't call me queen yet, I haven't agreed yet!" This sentence made the servant terrified. From ancient times to the present, no woman could be as free and arrogant as this woman.

"Yes, yes, Miss Lan, please take a look, is there anything else you need?" The servant's attitude was even more respectful, and he did not dare to be negligent for a moment.

She waved her hand lazily and ordered the waiter to go away, while she slowly enjoyed the food by herself. The cooking skills of the imperial kitchen were really good. Although not as good as hers, it was at least much more delicious than those in the big restaurants outside.

Lan Shuiyao became happier and happier as she ate, and slowly she began to hum a tune. It was a nursery rhyme she had learned in her childhood. The melody was beautiful and pure, and it really suited her mood at the moment.

On the other side, Yue Nanchen had finally calmed down his anger, but when he saw the food brought by the jailer, he frowned fiercely. It was a shriveled steamed bun, a bowl of plain water, and not even a piece of pickled vegetable.

The aroma continued to come from next door. Yue Nanchen finally got angry. He raised his hand and knocked the steamed bun to the ground. He walked coldly to the prison and shouted, "You, go find the emperor. I have something important to tell him!"

When the two jailers saw Yue Nanchen getting mad, they immediately ran out in a hurry. Yue Nanchen sneered, thinking that they were smart, this prison couldn't hold him. If they angered him, he would twist off their heads and kick them like balls!

But hour after hour passed, until the sunlight overhead turned into moonlight, there was still no sign of the two jailers. Yue Nanchen stood in front of the cell, as if he had turned into a statue, the angry expression on his face petrified bit by bit.