Chapter 174 Cruel
Liang Huan stood up and took one last look at the man in the eye. There was nothing wrong with her.
“Let’s go.”
In the courtyard, there is a pink probe on the brown peach branch.
Liang Huan couldn't help but look at it a few more times. In the coming spring days, there would be no more peach blossom feasts.
She still remembers stalking him at the Peach Blossom Banquet that year.
Liang Han couldn't help but lower his eyes and smile.
When passing by Dongge, I unexpectedly ran into Cao Luyun.
She wore a peach bud-colored long-sleeved undershirt and a garden-green mid-color skirt, which looked very fresh and pleasant.
"Liang Ji is going out?" Her voice was pleasant and her smile was gentle.
She looked very much like the first time Liang Huan saw her at Duke Wei's mansion.
Except in front of herself, she was still the dignified, elegant and beautiful Madam Cao everywhere else in the Grand Master's residence.
Even whenever they were in public, she always kept her head down and spoke softly. Compared with her, she looked cold and domineering.
When getting along with the Grand Master, she even regarded herself as a foster daughter.
Everyone in the mansion also spoke better and better of her.
Liang Huan glanced at the food box in the hand of the maid behind her, "Are you going to talk to the grand master again?"
"Yes, didn't you say that when the great Sima comes back, you will accept me as your adopted daughter?"< br>
She stared quietly, like a cat.
Liang Huan didn't want to fight with her, so she responded lightly, raised her feet and was about to leave.
As they rubbed shoulders, her soft voice sounded so low that others could hardly hear it.
"Ji Liang has been to the palace frequently these days. Have those tricks to please people come in handy? You have to hurry up -"
Liang Huan turned her face to the side and saw the dye on her cheeks. The light pink rouge on her face looked like the color of someone drunk, and her blinking watery eyes were sincere and innocent.
“I just don’t know that there are so many palaces in the palace, which one do you go to every time to accept your favor?”
Liang Huan met that look: “Prison.”
Cao Luyun's face changed, and even rouge could not hide the white color on his face.
Liang Huan raised his lips: "Do you want to go?"
Cao Luyun paused, then returned to normal, "You don't dare!"
Very sure.
Liang Han lowered her eyes slightly, not because she didn't dare, but if she went to the imperial prison, Lu Xiu's secret would definitely be...
Liang Han turned around and only told Guyu: "Courtyard The peach blossoms in it are in bloom. I folded a few and gave them to Mrs. Cao. They match her makeup very well today, especially the rouge.”
After saying that, he went straight to the outer courtyard.
At the gate of the prison, the guards were not surprised to see Liang Han.
It was not like when she first came here, her calves were shaking even when she walked.
Looking through the dense cells one after another, there were people lying on the ground with serious injuries, and there were people there who were empty. I don’t know if they were dead or released.
Liang Huan covered her nose, it was full of the smell of decay and blood.
Zhang Prisoner walked in front, and Liang Huan followed behind.
He turned back to look at her and said: "Madam, the Lord said that after the identification is completed today, I can take you to see your family."
Liang Huan nodded gratefully: "Thank you."< br>
She needs to make Gao Qian feel that she has control over her weaknesses.
The so-called identification is just a cover.
This time, the reason why he agreed to use this method to punish those who spread rumors and cause trouble was not because he really cared about the harm caused by rumors, but because he wanted to take advantage of the officials' relatives and take the opportunity to learn the details of the courtiers, and preferably eliminate the dissidents.
For some reason, the few times she met Gao Qian, she would feel at a certain moment that he was a real tyrant, but sometimes his attitude in handling affairs was very different from before, and very strange. .
Under the instructions of the prisoner, Liang Huan followed Gao Qian's approval to determine the person's innocence. True to what he said that day, he became a shield against criticism for him.
Fortunately, there are not many people every day, only five or six. Some people can leave alive, and some people can stay here forever.
He obviously came for revenge, but he unknowingly became his pawn.
Nowadays, no one dares to slander her.
After all, whoever goes out from here will not be frightened and frightened when they see her again?
The question she needs to answer is very simple. Was the person in front of her taking the lead in causing trouble that day?
Yes or no, it means life or death.
After interrogating one, the jailer summons another.
Liang Huan kept a straight face throughout the identification process.
Another person was dragged up, with his head hanging down and his face covered with rags. The prison clothes were in tatters. From the cracks in the skin, wounds deep to the bone could be seen.
“Feng Qingyue.” The jailer’s voice was low.
Liang Huan squinted her eyes and looked carefully. She didn't have any of the style and grace of the ladies of the past.
Suddenly a slim green figure flashed in his mind.
At every peach blossom banquet, Qingyue would dress up and wait for her at the entrance of Yulin Garden.
She stuck her head out of the car window and looked from a distance. She had shiny black hair and was eye-catching. As she got closer, she had beautiful eyebrows, cherry lips and a small nose. She was delicate but not stingy.
It’s also beautiful.
And the one in front of me, who had been mutilated to the point of being inhuman, was even filthier than Hanako curled up in the wet place...
Liang Huan watched as the jailer lifted Feng Qingyue up.
She stood up and walked forward step by step, but each step was not as enjoyable as expected.
Perhaps he was treated rudely by the jailer. The man on the shelf slowly woke up and raised his head in a hazy state. He could not see clearly through his messy hair.
Liang Han raised his hand to help her push away the long hair that she had once envied.
“Qingyue, it’s me.”
Her distracted eyes suddenly focused and became fierce: "Liang Huan! I curse you to die a good death! Even if I become a ghost, I will never let you go!"
Her eyes were so red that they could bleed.
Liang Han nodded, she understood this feeling.
She smiled faintly: "You may not believe it, but now I am no longer a human, nor a ghost. But whether you are a human or a ghost, I don't want to let you go."
< br>As she spoke, she walked to the side of the torture rack, picked out a fairly sharp knife, then turned back and stared at Feng Qingyue.
"Do you want to be free? Remembering our old friendship, I will help you once. After all, you also helped me this time."
Being able to enter the imperial prison means that you have more potential and more trust. .
"Madam? You can wait!" The prisoner in charge whispered, rummaging through the records, fearing that she would kill the person without seeing the holy intention.
The prisoner in charge was so nervous that he was so anxious that he was sweating. How could he look at Hua Yue's body and be cruel and ruthless, saying that he wanted to kill people, but he didn't even frown!
Feng Qingyue stared like a beast, wanting to pounce on her and bite her to death immediately, "Don't be so hypocritical, I hate your hypocrisy the most!"
Liang Huan smiled on her lips and stopped beating around the bush: "King Guangping ordered you, right?"
Feng Qingyue was stunned, lowered her head and laughed out loud: "You want to know? It's a pity that I am I won’t tell you!”
Liang Hu fixedly looked at her for a while and smiled.
Leaning close to her ear, his lips moved slightly.
Feng Qingyue’s laughter faltered: “I don’t know anything.”
Under her pretending to be calm, Liang Huan took two steps back, stood still and looked back at the prisoner in charge. It was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry: "Has the Lord told me how to deal with it?"
"This——" the prisoner in charge. Staring at the confession, he turned over the records in his hands in disbelief, and murmured: "Why is it that she alone didn't approve it?"
Liang Huan withdrew his gaze and stared at the person in front of him with an indifferent expression. He accidentally missed it. , or test her deliberately?
Feng Qingyue was not without pride, "You can't kill me, are you disappointed?"
Liang Huan threw away the knife in his hand, shook his head and smiled: "My heart is in purgatory now, and How could you mind having one more person accompany me?”
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