The lotus steps moved lightly, carefully avoiding the filthy and moldy things all over the ground, enduring the nausea, avoiding the smell of rotten and moldy smell in the prison. How long has it been since I stepped into such a gloomy, cold and lowly place. And every step will evoke her unhappy memories before.

After finally standing still, I took off the dark purple floral cloak worn by the palace maid, put the palace maid's waist card into my arms, and said loudly: "I am here to visit me on the order of the little master, and you will serve me outside."

Someone was nodding behind him and agreed to the serene voice: "Aunt, please take care of yourself."

Ling Yunche heard the sound and just fell on the straw mat without moving. The woman walked in full swing, and the silk was gently raised on the tip of her nose. She put down the thick cotton bag in her hand and opened it, revealing a red lacquer food box, and removed it in one drawer, taking out a pot of warm rice wine, a bowl of steaming chicken shredded noodles with mushroom slices and a plate of fried sour cabbage.

She endured the unhappy smell and said softly: "Brother Yunche, it's me."

The familiar names in the past evoke ignorant and gentle memories. His heart trembled slightly, and he was soon immersed in deep sorrow and hatred. He forced his painful body and slowly stood up bit by bit.

The simple movements of the past were extremely difficult for Yun Che after his injury. He spent a lot of effort and struggled to sit upright. Looking at the person coming, he calmed down and said, "It's you?" He looked at each other coldly, "Safe in the hardships of the imperial concubine, how can he step on the foot?"

Yan Wan's neck bent slightly, casting a soft curve on the gray wall, and said softly: "Brother Yunche, I know you are suffering." She smiled reluctantly, "Although this place is dirty, the family is difficult after Ama's death. I have seen such a situation."

Yun Che's eyes were extremely faint, as if the thin cloud shadow fell on her face, and she looked down for no reason.

Yan Wan took out a small porcelain bottle from her sleeve and handed it to him. She quickly retracted her hand to avoid touching the dirty straw mat under her clothes. She said with concern: "I know you have been severely punished. This is what I asked Wang Chan to come. I heard that they were eunuchs... after being stabbed, they all... used this medicine to get better quickly..."

Her tone was astringent, trying her best to avoid touching his pain in her words. Seeing that Yun Che did not answer, she did not look at the bottle of medicine, she had to say nothing, "You still love cleanliness so much, you have reached this point, and have changed into clean clothes."

Yun Che dusted out the moon blue gown and said indifferently: "I was clean, but I was stained by someone's sewage. Do you know, right?"

Yanwan maintained a gentle and just right smile, "Who doesn't know your difficulties? I just regret that the emperor believed it, which made you suffer all kinds of sins." She held up the noodles in both hands and said earnestly, "The side dishes I cooked in my own hands are your favorites in the past, so try it."

Yun Che glanced at her a few times, looking distant, "I used to like it, but I may not like it now. I just ordered the concubine to change her palace maid costume late at night and came to walk at night. I wouldn't just send me some dishes. Or snatch dishes. When I parted at the death, did you send me?"

Yan Wan was stunned when she heard this, and tears filled her eyes. "You are talking quickly, and you are not afraid of taboos." She poured a cup of yellow wine and handed it to his lips. Yun Che ignored her. She didn't care. She raised her head and drank it herself, and said with red eyes, "I have found the emperor's words. You have committed the taboo that men cannot make the most, and you will definitely die. Today I will risk my life to send you off. You were with me when I entered the Forbidden City back then. Now that you have reached the end, I will come to send you off, which is a friendship."

"Friendship?" He sneered gently and said to her, "The Imperial Concubine is above me, and I have become a slave among slaves. How dare I cling to the old friendship of the Empress, wouldn't it defile the Empress's reputation for life?"

Yan Wan looked at him, a tear rolling around in her beautiful eyes, almost falling, "Brother Yun Che, you still hate me so much?"

Yun Che smiled very calmly, his eyes warmed like the April sunshine, "Why do I hate you? Could it be that you have caused me to be neither human nor ghost?"

Yan Wan's throat stagnated and her heart felt cramped, so she was so ashamed that she could hardly raise her head.

Yun Che's cough sounded particularly frightening in the narrow and stuffy room. The cough was a weak panting after severe punishment, pulling out the rustling sound of his chest and unsustainable pain. He forced himself to bear the pain and said, "Wait a minute."

Yan Wan's feet stopped and somehow she stopped her pace, but she couldn't bear to look back and see her haggard face. She felt a little guilty, and even her voice was silly, trying her best to hold on, "What else do you have?"

Yun Che smiled in his cough, "You and I should have nothing to say at this point. But Yan Wan, in my heart, I still remember what you used to be. Unfortunately, that Yan Wan is no longer here."

Yan Wan's eyes felt sour, and the scenery she looked out was covered with a white glow. "Since I know I'm not here, why should I keep it? Or I will tell you that Yan Wan is Yan Wan, and she has never changed, but you just can't understand."

Yun Che sighed regretfully, "Yes! Yan Wan in the past is no different from now. What I cherish is only Yan Wan in my heart." He pressed his chest with one hand and held the Muzha with the other hand, and said calmly, "There is something I gave to Yan Wan in my heart. You are no longer her. Can you give me such a thing?"

Yan Wan twitched her heart tightly, she clenched her fingers unconsciously, and said sternly: "What?"

After a while of speechlessness, under the dim and humble room, under the breathing candlelight, Yan Wan's well-maintained snow-freshing fingers, a ruby ​​pink ring shone with a dark and dry light. Even it felt ashamed of itself, as if it was not worthy of the tenderness and dignity of the fingers that were like water onions.

Yun Che was speechless, just slowly spread his hands, "There is only this thing in my life. Although I was so meager back then, I gave it to the woman I once loved. Now things have changed, and this ring is no longer in line with her. It is better to take it away by me and follow it under the loess, so I will not be lonely."

Yanwan's tears almost fell from her eyes. She raised her face and looked at the wet ceiling, forcing herself to endure, and then to force her tears back. The ring seemed to grow on her fingers, and it was hard to slip away.

She pulled it hard, enduring the anger, enduring the pain, and reluctance, and said hoarsely: "Is this ring so important to you?"

He had a deep affection in his eyes, "During decades of vicissitudes, only this thing remains unchanged, how can we not take care of it again!"

There is a trace of warmth that spreads gently in the softest part of the heart. The young and innocent youthful and the sweetness of childhood sweethearts have become the past that cannot be looked back on under the tempering of time. Every time I think of it, it is a vague tenderness. But only she knows how the days she glided happily, bounced gently in her heart. (Hua Fei, Xue, and was sorted out)

She refused to look back and told him to see that he was so sad that he was reluctant to leave. She just held the ring desperately. Even if he hurt his fingers, he still pulled it down fiercely, as if he was angry at him, and threw it to the ground, saying in a deep voice: "I don't care! The emperor has his own good reward to me! I don't have any gem rings to me, so I will fulfill you!"

Ling Yunche bent down with difficulty, picked up the dark red ring from the moldy straw pile, held a faint and weird smile, and saluted solemnly, "I can die without any resentment. Ling Yunche, thanked Ling Guifei for her great kindness."

His words eventually turned into thin and sharp thorns, plunging into her occasionally soft and painful heart. She didn't even know that even though she knew Ling Yunche would go to death, when she pushed him to hell with her own hands, she would be so heartbroken, so painful that her whole heart felt like it was being placed on the blade.

She held the dusty wall, as if she was being pulled back to the obscure girl's generation again. With such a embarrassed family, her family was barely in the wall, and she still had her mother who was dispensable to her. She hurried in the corner of the wall, looking at Ama's cold and blue stiff body, and was confused and didn't know where to go.

But at this moment, she was a noble concubine, and was full of the favored eyes of the king, but she could not resist the sadness that was invading her body.

The wind in the corridor blew out, and the bones were cold. She curled up on the wall and looked back at the lamp in Shenxing Department like beans, the remaining flames swayed. The tears that she endured and endured finally came out silently.

Yan Wan burst into tears, and the moonlight in the narrow corridor was as frost as frost, and the bones were penetrated coldly. She shivered as if she couldn't bear it, tightened the dark purple floral cloak on her body, and left silently.

Hailan took the three treasures and quietly looked at Yan Wan's departure back. A trace of sinister flashed in her eyes, and said coldly: "You have to remember that before Ling Yunche died, Concubine Ling had come to see him."

Sanbao looked angry and nodded vigorously. Hailan raised her figure slightly, looking at the snow-colored frost accumulated on the eaves, with a faint expression, "Let's go."

Fang Xing went to the gate of Shenxing Department. The two sleepy guards saw Hai Lan but didn't recognize her. They saw her so luxurious and beautiful, and they were also frightened. They hurriedly nodded and bowed, "You are..."

Sanbao said aloud: "This is Empress Yu Concubine."

The two guards hurriedly greeted An: "Empress Yu is safe. How can you get to this pickled place with great strides?"

Hailan lowered her eyes, held the gilded hanging flower hand stove in her hand, and said lightly: "Is Ling Yunche here?"

A guard smiled and said, "Here! Now! It's only today that the palace maids from Yongshou Palace have just come to see him, and Concubine Yu has also worked as a master."

Before he could finish his sentence, the guard had already been slapped in the face, and Sanbao spat and said, "What is your identity? You dare to ask about Concubine Yu!"

The guard was beaten, and he hunched his waist desperately, and said with a bitter face: "I dare not! I dare not!"

Hailan raised her eyelids slightly, and the golden silk jade armor fell on the hand stove and made a sound. Although her voice was light, every word was clear. "I came here on the order of the Queen. Remember it firmly, and I don't say much."

The guard dared not speak out, so he hurriedly let Hailan in.

The prison was wet, and Hailan held Sanbao's hand and took steady steps, not caring about the filth on the ground. Ling Yun had just passed by, and had already touched the wounds all over his body, and was sitting on the haystack to rest.

His breath was slightly long and heavy, with a dying breath that made people feel sour. In a moment, he felt a bright light in front of him. A woman in a jade-purple shirt was full of pearls and stood outside the railing quietly without saying a word.

He was slightly stunned, and for a moment he could tell, as if he was a little unbelievable, "Empress Yu?" He quickly smiled calmly, "Empress Yu rarely has such strict makeup and beautiful clothes. He walked at night, so I'm afraid that it's just to make people remember it for a little bit of eyes."

Hailan smiled slightly, "I am not confused until death, and it is not in vain for me to walk you through this trip." She looked around, "It is also a condescending place for you to be willing to come to this dirty place for you, and it is also her kindness to you."

Yun Che supported his body, "What Concubine Yu said was to hold the wrongdoer for the Empress. It was obvious that the Concubine Ling, who had an affair with me back then, turned out to be defamatory to the Empress."

Hailan's silver teeth bit her slightly, "Because of her reputation is dirty, even if she can't wash away all the dirty words, she must try her best to sweep away most of them." She stared at Ling Yunche, "Do you understand?"

Yun Che looked back calmly, calmly and unsuspecting, "I understand that castration is just the emperor's initial anger and has not been vented. What I know is that only when I die can the Empress be safe."

Hailan gently uttered a few words, "You are smart. It turns out that I care about my sister's heart, and you are the same."

Yun Che smiled bitterly, "Concubine Yu has been with the emperor for many years and knows the emperor's temperament. I am the same as you."

Hailan gently brushed her hand and said mercifully: "So. You know, although you must die, you cannot surrender yourself. I can't give you poison wine or dagger."

Yun Che's lips trembled slightly, and then he was calm, "If I commit suicide, I will be confirmed to be guilty of committing suicide. If I am afraid of crime, then the Queen will not be able to remove the right and wrong."

Hailan's smile became lighter and lighter, "You are very smart. So I came here this time to be my sister's will and I want to give you a promotion and get a better journey."

Yun Che's expression suddenly stagnated. He brushed his sleeves and stood up, dusted off the dust on the moon blue robe, and maintained a clean and upright face. "Ling Yun Che's humble body is unavoidable for the death of the Empress. It's just that Yun Che's death is not a sin, but just to clear his own evil and repay the Empress's love for knowing her."

Hailan nodded, like a dragonfly in autumn, sifting on the ripples on the water surface, "I will tell the emperor clearly these words. You have suffered all the humiliation of dignity. If you can die, the emperor's heart will dissipate, and naturally you will not vent your anger again."

Yun Che smiled calmly, "Then I'm worth my death. Thank you for your help."

Hailan's tone was very serious and solemn, "You must remember that it was the Queen who fulfilled you."

Yun Che knelt down and bowed to Ruyi, "I thanked the Queen for her kindness and was willing to die."

Hai Lanyang raised his face and signaled Sanbao to come forward, "Do it, be more neat, so that Ling Yunche can go smoothly."

Sanbao took a step forward, but his hand refused to move. He looked at Hailan hesitantly, "Empress Yu, if we do this, the Empress knows, I'm afraid..."

Yun Che's originally calm face twitched slightly, like the frozen ice that had been frozen for thousands of years. Suddenly, the sun was blown by the sun, and there were traces of shattering. "The Queen does not know..."

Hailan took a step forward, suppressed the subtle changes in his expression with a calm and almost dead gaze, and said gently: "It doesn't matter. Only when you die will your sister be fine."

Yun Che lowered his eyelids, and his slightly long eyelashes covered his haggard and pale cheeks with deep shadows. He let out a sigh of relief, "Actually, it's really a pity. I'm also afraid of ending my life. Because once I die, everything I remembered over the years will be gone." He looked up, as if the lotus leaves were carrying the dew, raised his clear and pleasant attitude from the filth. "As these days, in the pain of my body, I have always remembered the queen's desolate and desperate face when she was in the cold palace. Therefore, I no longer want the queen to return to such a difficult situation."

A hint of unbearance flashed in Hailan's eyes, and Wen Ran said: "The world is cold. You have saved your sister many times, and I remember it."

Yun Che's smile was so bright that it could reflect the dim and dark prison room of Shenxing. "That's great. I was thinking, I had no children, my parents died early, my brothers committed suicide for me, and my wife was separated from me, but fortunately, so I would not involve more people. The only one who can remember me the most in this world is the Empress."

The three treasures were even more unable to bear it, and almost burst into tears, and hesitated: "Empress Yu, why don't we think about it if there is any other way?"

Hailan took a deep breath, with a rare decisiveness and determination, without a trace of hesitation, and said, "It has come to this point, and there is no turning back, and there is no place to go in the circumference." She raised her jaw, with a cold expression like snow, and she was not angry and powerful. "Sister has said long ago that I am the same as her, and my sister means me, and it is the same." She glanced at Sanbao, her eyes were not at all warm, and said, "Sanbao, you must remember who is your master, and who you want to do your best."

Sanbao concentrated for a moment, gritted his teeth, reached out to hold Ling Yunche's arm, held a trace of tears, and said respectfully: "Please."

Yun Che raised the corner of his lips with difficulty, "Empress Yu, what I said just now is not to avoid death, but to think death is worth it." He was extremely solemn and said, "Empress Yu, please tell the Empress about my words before death. Please take care of yourself, otherwise there will be no one in this world who can remember me. In this way, I will die as much as possible."

Hailan's lips trembled slightly, and she bit her tightly. After a long time, she finally bit out a deep blood-red mark and said seriously: "If your words fall into the emperor's ears, it will be a hundred times more serious than if they are in love with my sister. How can the reputation of the central palace allow you to be so damaged? How can the majesty and dignity of the central palace remember a person like you?" She said solemnly, and her eyes unconsciously avoided Yun Che's earnest and calm gaze. Her fingertips trembled, and the tiny fingers dyed with the imitation flower swayed like dark red blood drops. Finally, she sighed, "Forget it, I will pass on your words without leaving a word. After all, I am the same as you, I just hope my sister is safe."

Yun Che smiled gratefully, "Thank you for your kindness," he sighed, "Yun Che has been lonely all his life, and has been miserable several times. If the Empress had not raised me in the sludge, how could I have been happy for a day? Only when I die now, I will be able to get to know each other for many years."

He said leisurely, chatting and laughing, as if life and death were lighter than a feather. The warmth of the veins was not consistent with his clear and decaying face at this moment. However, Hailan's heart seemed to be scratched by some animal's fine claws, not heavy, but hissing pain.

The doubts that had accumulated for many years were like a gloom that burst out, and she knew that he was about to die, and she would definitely die. If she didn't ask this sentence, she was afraid that she would never get the answer again, and would only rot into a silt that would never be clear in her heart. She signaled Sanbao and others to retreat outside the door, approaching him, and said slowly: "Actually, I have always wanted to ask, how affection do you have for your sister? Do you really miss your sister..." She hesitated for a moment, "or should she only treat her as the second person after Wei Yanwan?"

His eyes were so clear that he could see his confused and uneasy face. "Yan Wan was the love she had when she was a boy, and now she was no longer able to look back on her. And the queen..." He suddenly laughed, "Empress Yu, do you believe it? Some feelings will arise from the mutual delight of men and women, but ultimately transcend the love between men and women."

Hailan had unconcealed fear and avoidance on her face, "Is that even more terrible?"

Yun Che smiled faintly, "I don't know, but over the years, I deeply feel that the joy I have received is more than sorrow and fear. Therefore, there are no regrets in this life."

Hailan was very careful and had a confused look at this moment, and was very puzzled. For a moment, she shook her head heavily, "I don't believe it."

Yun Chekuan smiled, "I know many people don't believe it, but the Queen understands it, so that it's enough. I only hope that the two parties will be in peace. No matter how far they are, even if they can only meet by chance, they can see her sincere smile, and I feel at ease. If this is not the case, even if I lose my joy, she will be safe."

Hailan was stunned in the spot, as if she was shocked, and she could not speak for a long time. It seemed that she had thought about it and needed to tell it carefully. After a long time, she finally said slowly: "Although I don't understand what you said very well, nor do I believe it very much. I always thought that there was no such emotion between men and women, but maybe you are sincere and right. Just for your words, I will do my best to do it for you."

Yun Che shook his head slightly, groped and took out a ruby ​​pink ring from his sleeve and spread it in his palm, and said firmly: "This was what I gave to Yan Wan many years ago."
To be continued...