C567 Dont want her anymore (1/2)
When she saw the guards outside, she wiped her tears and said, ”Although she is locked up in this prison, the one inside is still a princess. You all better not be rude to her, if this princess finds out, she will definitely investigate.”
After saying that, he gestured for Wen Xiu to take out some silver and passed it to the two prison guards before leaving while sobbing.
This is the second time that the Emperor has imprisoned Princess Eleven. Others don't dare to come visit because they are afraid of bringing disaster upon themselves, but Princess Thirteen has come to comfort her and to think of everything.
”Yes, to be honest, Princess Eleven really can't compare with Princess Thirteen.
The conversation between the two jailers reached Feng Ziyao's ears. She smiled slightly, and Wenxiu whispered, ”Princess, that mouse is squeaking. What should we do?”
”Let's take a day off first. It will naturally be useful when night falls.” Feng Tang Yao said.
”Princess, do you really want to stop thinking about it? If the emperor knew …” Wenxiu was still worried.
”Feng Lingyue was a fake princess to begin with, so royal father must definitely get rid of her. Even if she dies, royal father would say that someone had helped him greatly.
She walked to the entrance of the Hall of Rongyuan and saw that Xiao He was tied to a tree. Xiao Zhenhai was lashing him over and over with a whip, while at the same time apologizing to his Imperial Father.
Besides Xiao He, there was also the Empress's mother who knelt outside the palace to plead with the Emperor and let the 'poor, ignorant Princess Eleven' go.
Feng Tang Yao's eyes were cold as he looked at Xiao He.
He was beaten bloody by his father, but his mouth was tightly shut. He didn't beg for mercy, making Xiao Zhenhai even more angry. It was as if Xiao Zhenhai would only let him go if he was beaten to death!
Seeing this, Feng Tang Yao mumbled, ”Xiao He, just you wait. I'll help you wipe the wounds on your body.”
As she spoke, she hardened her heart and left.
When Feng Tang Yao left the cell that held Feng Lingyue, a figure suddenly appeared. The two jailers looked at the person behind him and were immediately stunned.
”Great Master, this is …”
It was finally dark.
The palace had fallen into silence, while the Changchun Palace was brightly lit. The servants remained in the empress's funeral, but the atmosphere was even more solemn.
Yi Xiu Palace.
Feng Yu, who was still awake, held his handkerchief and paced back and forth in front of the palace.
”Bam!” Finally, a loud sound came from the sky. Flames shot up into the sky, illuminating half the sky above the Imperial Palace.
Feng Tang suddenly turned around and looked …
An enormous fire suddenly erupted in the direction of the cell, fiercely and violently.
”Princess, it's on fire! It's on fire! ” Wen Xiu asked nervously, ”Did it succeed?”
Feng Tang Yao's heart trembled, her face revealed a strange smile, and she quickly ran out, her heart thumping.
”Oh no oh no!” He had gone astray! He had gone astray! That is Princess Eleven's land. ” Then he heard someone screaming, someone screaming for help, for help.
Hehe, hehe …