Pei Wenxuan's gentleness at that moment made Li Rong stunned. Seeing her stunned, Pei Wenxuan couldn't help but laugh: "What's wrong with you?"

Li Rong stared at his face for a moment, then raised her head, patted his shoulder, and said with emotion: "My vision is indeed good."

Pei Wenxuan was quite confused, and Li Rong had already entered her cell holding a fan.

Her room had been cleaned. Jinglan and Jingmei asked her what she needed, and since there was nothing else, they left.

The two of them stayed in their respective cells, reading books, playing chess, and arguing when they had nothing to do, and the days passed by.

At night, Su Rongqing came over with a lunch box, handed the lunch box and several storybooks to Li Rong, and then reported all the recent events in the court.

Li Rong listened to his report, and while listening, she lowered her head to look at the storybook Su Rongqing gave her. After Su Rongqing finished speaking, she did not ask about the court affairs, but only said: "These storybooks you gave me all look very interesting. I should be able to finish reading them in the next few days. Find me some similar ones next time."

Su Rongqing was stunned for a moment, then responded, hesitantly saying, "Your Highness, don't you have anything for me to say?"

"Nothing," Li Rong said, and after thinking for a moment, she added, "You don't have to come here so often in the future. If His Majesty knew about this, it would be bad for you."

Su Rongqing was silent after hearing this. After a while, he smiled bitterly and said gently, "Your Highness is right."

Li Rong nodded without saying anything else. Su Rongqing stood at the door of the cell for a moment, then said, "If there is nothing else, I will withdraw first."

Li Rong responded with a rather calm attitude. After Su Rongqing bowed respectfully, he retreated.

After he left, Pei Wenxuan leaned against the wall, opened his eyes, and said calmly: "Why don't you stay and talk a few more words?"

"What's the point of saying it?" Li Rong flipped through the notebook without even looking up, "I can't keep him anyway."

"Li Rong," Pei Wenxuan sat on the futon against the wall, knees bent, one hand on his knees, one hand on his legs, and said slowly, "You really don't want to continue your relationship with Su Rongqing?"

"In no mood."

"Why?" Pei Wenxuan was a little curious, "Do you still mind that he killed you?"

Li Rong paused. She didn't know how to respond for a moment. Her feelings for Su Rongqing were much more complicated than those for Pei Wenxuan.

There is too much love and hate, and too many entanglements between them. Between her and Pei Wenxuan, all they talk about is liking or disliking. But between her and Su Rongqing, it is somewhere in between love and hate. She and Su Rongqing are wary of each other, accompany each other, give each other sincerity, and are also full of suspicion.

It's not that she didn't feel moved, and she even had the impulse to divorce Pei Wenxuan, but Su Rongqing made it clear to her that Su Rongqing didn't want her to have this impulse.

In her previous life, she was like a cat cautiously testing the world. Every time she reached out her hand, she was burned by flames. Although Su Rongqing's fire was gentle and beautiful, for her, looking at this beautiful fireworks from afar was perhaps much better than touching it.

She didn't say anything, and Pei Wenxuan was also silent. He didn't know why, but ever since he realized that Li Rong was different from himself, he wanted to explore Li Rong. He wanted to know what Li Rong was like during the twenty-five years of his absence.

He felt uncomfortable talking about it, but he couldn't help but ask.

After a long time, Pei Wenxuan said, "If you can't figure it out, why not tell me and I'll help you analyze it."

Li Rong couldn't help laughing when she heard what he said: "You are a complete idiot when it comes to love affairs, and you are still trying to help me analyze it?"

"I don't know the true face of Mount Lu because I am in it." Pei Wenxuan felt that Li Rong was wrong and immediately retorted, "I don't know it myself, but I may not know yours."

Li Rong laughed when she heard this. She felt that Pei Wenxuan was like a doctor who couldn't treat himself and got upset when his medical skills were questioned.

She was too lazy to talk to him, but since she had nothing to do in prison, she just started chatting casually.

Pei Wenxuan asked, and she answered, talking in detail about the twenty-five years he was away, the other person, and her life.

Twenty-five years seems like a long time. They talked from dusk till midnight. Pei Wenxuan listened. She said that occasionally Pei Wenxuan would talk about his own affairs. Li Rong also found it interesting.

It was drizzling at night. Pei Wenxuan was talking about how his clan members suspected he was infertile because he had no offspring, and they desperately wanted to adopt a child for him. Li Rong was listening intently, but then she felt sleepy. The sound of the rain began to fall, and Pei Wenxuan suddenly asked, "Are you covered with a blanket?"

Li Rong came to her senses half-heartedly, got up lazily, pulled a blanket from the side, covered herself with it, and then said, "It's covered, go on."

"Does your leg hurt?" Pei Wenxuan suddenly asked again. Li Rong knew that he was thinking about her leg pain on rainy days, so she smiled and said, "I'm still young. It won't hurt in this little rain."

"You were still young then." Pei Wenxuan said gently, "It's still easy to get hurt in autumn."

Li Rong fell silent. She remembered that she had leg pain in the autumn nights. She did not tell Pei Wenxuan at first. Pei Wenxuan saw that she could not sleep in the middle of the night and looked unhappy, so he went to ask her about it. Only then did he know that it was the result of being forced to kneel for a long time when she was young, which caused the pain.

So he learned massage. One night when it started to rain, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Pei Wenxuan got up, covered her with a quilt, and then pressed the acupuncture points on her legs one by one, and asked her softly: "Rongrong, does it still hurt?"

That was the first time she slept peacefully on a rainy autumn night. At that moment, she felt that getting married was much better than she had expected.

She thought of herself and Pei Wenxuan at that time. Maybe it was because it was so long ago, but even though it ended in unhappy consequences, she still felt some warmth.

Pei Wenxuan mentioned this incident and then asked, "Does your leg still hurt afterwards?"

"It hurts." Li Rong sighed.

Pei Wenxuan looked ahead and listened to Xi Yu: "Does Su Rongqing not care?"

"Yes," Li Rong said gently, "but I'm getting old and my health is always a little worse."

"He's still good to you."

"He's very good, but there's too much space between us."

The two of them fell silent, forgetting for a moment what the original purpose of chatting was. Li Rong felt a little sleepy, so she grabbed the blanket, got up and said, "Let's go to sleep."

Then he got up and went back to bed, wrapped himself in the quilt, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After Li Chuan left, the two of them had nothing to do and almost just had to wait.

Jinglan would come to clean Li Rong's cell every day and tell her the news from outside. Li Rong asked Jinglan to tell the queen what she said and ask her to help her find trouble with the emperor, hoping that the emperor would call Li Chuan back and not care whether she was in prison or not.

Only if the empress shows her unwillingness to see Li Chuan go to the border, will the emperor believe that Li Chuan's going to the border is beneficial to him, rather than to Li Chuan.

And the fact that the Queen didn't care about her was also a sign to Li Ming that the Queen and Li Rong might not get along.

Even if it was not a performance, it would be an excuse for Li Ming to instigate Li Rong and the Queen in the future.

The two of them stayed in the cell every day to recuperate and wait for news, quarreled and chatted when they had nothing to do, or played some games to pass the time.

Pei Wenxuan read a lot of books, and he was familiar with all kinds of miscellaneous books, even the art of beauty, cats and dogs, he knew a lot. In his previous life, in addition to the daily political struggles, he also collected a lot of gossip. The two of them had nothing to do in prison, so they chatted about these things and found that they were actually good topics.

In addition to chatting, the two of them also placed a chess table outside the cell separated by a wall and played chess with their hands stretched out, or played rock-paper-scissors, guessing riddles, and when they were extremely bored, they played a game to see who could stretch his hand faster.

Li Rong disliked Pei Wenxuan's strength, so Pei Wenxuan was responsible for dodging and she was responsible for hitting. Pei Wenxuan was smart and almost all of his hits missed. Every time, Li Rong's hand hit the ground, causing pain.

Su Rongqing would occasionally come to see Li Rong, and every time he came he would bring a storybook with him, reporting on the outside world. He was very respectful and it was hard to find any fault with him.

Pei Wenxuan felt pain in his chest at first seeing Su Rongqing, but he thought that he should learn to face Su Rongqing, learn to be more open-minded and generous. He kept hypnotizing himself, and it did ease a lot. At least when they met, he was able to control his emotions a little and stopped making sarcastic remarks.

I had been in prison for a month and a half. When I came in, the flowers were blooming, but in the blink of an eye, I heard the summer lotus blooming.

At this time, good news finally came from the front line. Li Chuan not only defended the front line, but also captured three cities in a row. The Yang family was detained by Li Chuan for colluding with foreign enemies, and then the people and evidence were sent all the way to Huajing.

It was noon when Li Rong got the news. Su Rongqing got the news in the morning court and immediately rushed over to tell Li Rong about it. Li Rong didn't show it on her face. She tapped her palm with her folding fan and said calmly, "Lord Su is thoughtful. I know about this matter, but I am still a criminal. I can't take care of these external affairs for the time being."

Su Rongqing's face changed when he heard this, but after a moment, he lowered his head and bowed respectfully, saying, "It is good that Your Highness knows about this matter. I am only here to inform you."

Li Rong responded, and Su Rongqing, seeing that Li Rong was still as cold as usual, stepped back.

As soon as he left, Pei Wenxuan started laughing: "Lord Su keeps touching you, a hard nut to crack, and I feel a little sorry for him."

"You should have some pity on yourself." Li Rong was thinking about what to do next and started to retort.

Pei Wenxuan shrugged, but didn't really care. He was used to being criticized anyway, so he didn't say anything more.

After a while, Li Rong stood up. Now that Li Chuan had sent the Yang family over, it was time for her to take action.

She went to the desk and began to think about how to write the memorial.

The time had come for Yang's case, and she needed to apply to Li Ming for release from prison to continue trying Yang Quan's case. But if she wrote this letter at this time, she was afraid that Li Ming would suspect her and think that she and Li Chuan had colluded to do this.

After thinking it over, she finally realized that she might have to ask Pei Wenxuan for help.

She hesitated for a moment, ran to the corner, and called Pei Wenxuan, "Pei Wenxuan, come on, help me."

Pei Wenxuan had been leaning against the wall waiting for her. When he heard that she had finally arrived, he tapped his shoulder with his folding fan and said leisurely, "Your Highness, you are joking. How can a poor man like me help you?"

"Don't be stingy," Li Rong said quickly when she saw him taking the opportunity to retaliate, "This is a serious matter, don't mess with me."

"Your Highness just said that I am pitiful, and now you want to use me again. I don't understand what Your Highness means."

Li Rong understood that if she didn't lower her head, Pei Wenxuan would probably be able to take advantage of her all night.

She glanced to the side and saw Pei Wenxuan's clothes sticking out from the wooden railing, and she knew that he was leaning against the wall waiting for her. She thought about it, then reached out and grabbed the corner of Pei Wenxuan's clothes.

Pei Wenxuan looked down in surprise, and then he heard a sweet voice calling from the next room: "Brother Pei~~"

Pei Wenxuan shuddered so much that his fan fell to the ground in fear.

When Li Rong heard the sound of the fan falling to the ground, she burst into laughter, and Pei Wenxuan was quite helpless.

"Li Rong, you can curse, but you can't be so scary."

"Stop talking nonsense, are you going to write it?"

Pei Wenxuan heard Li Rong's temper, raised his hand to support his forehead, and sighed: "Forget it, forget it. I am a magnanimous man and I don't care about women. Since you call me brother, then I will help you with this."

Pei Wenxuan said, emphasizing: "My Rong, Rong, sister, sister."

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Question: "Li Rong, how do you think Pei Wenxuan won your heart and became your best friend?"

Li Rong: "Using his unique sales skills."

(Chat scene)

Pei Wenxuan: "I read in a book before that applying pearl powder on the face can have a whitening effect."

Li Rong: "Really? Let me try."

Pei Wenxuan: "But I think you are quite fair, you don't need pearl powder."

Li Rong: "Then what do I need?"

Pei Wenxuan: "Come over here so I can take a closer look?"

(Touch the face, pinch the face, stare closely)

Pei Wenxuan: "Your skin is a little dry, try using cucumber patches recently. Oh, I'll write you a recipe, this bath will make your skin tender and fragrant..."

…

Question: “How did you deepen your friendship?”

Li Rong: "Just, let's pursue love together."

Question: "???? Pursuing love???"

Li Rong: "Yes, he understands a lot. He often helps me analyze my emotional confusion and helps me plan how to pursue men."

Question: "...What happened next? Did you catch up with him?"

Li Rong: "Then we got together."