Chapter 112 Hearts

Demolished as a commoner, his family's wealth was confiscated, and he was exiled to Huangzhou.

What about the previous life?

In the previous life, not only were they demoted to the common people, but women from all walks of life became official prostitutes, men were punished as lowly slaves, and those who dared to disobey orders were executed. Within the three clans, they were all exiled to the polluted land of Baiyue, four thousand miles away from home, and the journey was full of hardships. It was not long before the brave Marquis Yan Mu arrived at the place of migration, and due to the humid and hot weather, his old injuries recurred, and he soon choked on his lingering illness.

This life is much better than the previous one.

But are we still going to be exiled?

Huangzhou.

Where is Huangzhou?

Jiang Xuening has never set foot too far from the capital in two generations. Even if she has seen this place in books, it is difficult to imagine what it is, whether it is inhabited by people, and how far it is.

Jiang Boyou, however, felt deeply grateful as he watched his daughter's expression suddenly become heavy. He was afraid that she would be worried about the situation of the Yongyi Marquis's Mansion, so he quickly comforted and said, "Huangzhou is located in Hubei. Although the iron hooves used to march north during the Battle of the Prince of Pingnan twenty years ago, this place has now become a deserted or abandoned city, it is much better than any ordinary exiled northwest, Liaodong, or Baiyue.". At most, life is a bit difficult, but fortunately, one's life is at risk, and they should only be ordinary people. If you can endure it, there may not be no time for recovery in the future

Jiang Xuening remained silent.

Jiang Boyou said again, "This is already a grace beyond the holy law. It is said to be due to the hard work and high achievements of the Marquis's Mansion, but in fact, it is still for the sake of the unborn child in Wen Zhaoyi's womb. He does not want to splash blood and would rather let the Marquis's Mansion go and accumulate blessings for that child. Otherwise, with the Marquis's Mansion's courage to rebel against the Pingnan King, he may not be able to be tolerated by the Marquis's Mansion."

Jiang Xuening understood the truth, but as long as she thought about how everyone in the Yongyi Marquis's family would bear the injustice, leave the capital and the luxurious life they have lived in for generations, and go to Huangzhou, even the young man would have to suffer together, she could feel that melancholy surging up from the depths of her heart, making her feel exceptionally uncomfortable.

She asked, "When will it be?"

Jiang Boyou thought for a moment and said, "The weather is so cold now, and it's approaching the end of the year. Anyway, it should be after the new year."

Jiang Xuening nodded thoughtfully.

After listening to Jiang Boyou talk for a while, she finally returned to her room.

The decoration inside the house has become much simpler.

The Guqin Jiao'an is installed in a qin bag and hung diagonally on the wall; The sword that Yan Lin asked her to help collect on the day of her birthday coronation was silently hidden in the sword box; Walking up to the dowry, she opened a small box and lay silently inside the dried jasmine bracelet.

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In the depths of the prison, even the day is like the night.

===Kunning Section 145===

Winter is cold and the earth is humid.

To the touch of her hand was the only blanket in this inch of prison, which was cold. The light visible to the human eye only came from the two dim oil lamps on the distant wall. However, Yan Lin sat with her back facing the aisle, even though her back was covered in jagged bloodstains, her gaze turned towards the only window in this prison.

The weather during the day is not good, but upon seeing it, it is a gray and hazy place.

Occasionally, clouds rush through the air.

However, as the sky gradually darkened, it seemed as if a strong wind had blown away the gloomy clouds in the sky. The sparse stars spread out the window, and a crescent moon quietly climbed up the top.

Yan Lin hasn't seen such a beautiful scenery for a long time.

A faint smile appeared on his lips.

There is still a hint of sharpness hidden in the green corners of the youth, which has not faded away. Instead, it appears more and more spirited, like a strong pine rooted in the stubborn rocks in the mountains and facing the wind, without any cowardice to bend or retreat.

When Jiang Xuening came here at night, she saw such a resolute profile.

Watching the moon in prison, what evening is it now?

Her footsteps stopped for a moment, and Zhou Yinzhi, who was following her behind, lowered his voice and said, "Miss, to make a long story short, come out as soon as possible. I will leave first."

At this moment, Yan Lincai heard the commotion.

He turned his head and saw the figure standing under the wall lamp.

I think he sneaked in without telling anyone else, wearing a dark cloak that tightly wrapped himself up. However, his white face still shone softly in the dim yellow light.

You don't need to see the whole picture, Yan Lin knows it's her.

At that moment, he chuckled low and said, "Even daring to come here is really a skill."

Jiang Xuening's eyes were slightly red, and it took him a while to realize that he recognized him. As he walked forward, he felt as if he was stepping on a cloud, with a slight drift in his feet.

It was only when she got closer that she saw the bloodstains behind Yan Lin.

In addition to the smell of firewood and rust, there was also a faint smell of blood and bitter medicine wafting in this cold and damp prison cell.

After hearing that the case of the Yongyi Marquis's Mansion had been concluded by the Third Division, she couldn't let go of it and sent someone to call Zhou Yinzhi to inquire. Finally, she took the risk of being led by him to the prison.

Fortunately, the Marquis's Mansion did not commit a capital crime, and all the heavy troops originally stationed in the prison were withdrawn.

The defense of the entire prison has relaxed significantly. According to Zhou Yinzhi, someone has already secretly visited the Marquis's Mansion, hoping to be able to operate it in secret, which allowed them to pass through multiple levels and come along.

Jiang Xuening stood outside, afraid to get closer, afraid of seeing the embarrassed young man and making him embarrassed. He only asked, "These days, you..."

Are you okay?

I know it's not good, what's the point of asking?

Halfway through the conversation, she suddenly lost her words and felt that her once capable mouth had become clumsy, unsure of what to say.

Yan Lin looked at her and said, "It's pretty good."

Jiang Xuening's nose turned sour again.

Yan Lin couldn't help but laugh, but it was probably the smile that touched the wound behind him, causing him to feel pain. He immediately took a cold breath, coughed a few more times, and his face turned pale: "Don't be outside, stand, come in."

Jiang Xuening was stunned.

This is a prison, with a thick prison door between the two. How do you get in?

Unexpectedly, the young man helped the cold wall on the side and struggled to get up. He stood up and walked to the prison door, unraveling the chains that were wrapped around it, as if he were at home. He opened the prison door and waved his hand to greet him.

Jiang Xuening was stunned.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered that after the incident of the Yan family in the previous life, Yan Lin had actually come to find her. Afterwards, she found out that something had happened at the residence of Marquis Yongyi.

Imagine, how could Yan Lin escape from such a serious crime?

Now the prison gate is so casually chained up, almost instantly awakening her memories of the previous life and realizing something unusual - seemingly exiled, yet secretly enjoying such freedom. Was the situation at that time in the brave and resolute Marquis's Mansion really as bad as everyone thought?

Yan Lin seemed to have guessed what she was thinking. As she stood outside motionless for a long time, she couldn't help but reach out and pull her in, Dao said, "At first glance, you know that you have been worried so much these days. I don't even think that my Marquis's Mansion is at least one of the two major high gates in the capital, with a deep foundation in the court. Moreover, you, a clever ghost, have come to inform us in advance, so that we can be prepared in advance. How could we really fall into a completely irreversible situation?"

Jiang Xuening blinked but still didn't react.

Being pulled by Yan Lin, she stumbled a step without paying attention. Fortunately, Yan Lin reacted quickly and helped her, which prevented her from falling.

This kind of stupidity and confusion really made Yan Lin sigh and say, "Looking at you like this, it's like I'm going back to Huangzhou. I'm afraid I can't rest assured."

Jiang Xuening said, "I'm not that foolish."

Yan Lin sat on the even rudimentary bed in the corner of the wall and patted herself beside her, calling for her to sit down. "I know, it's foolish not to use Zhou Yinzhi to secretly report the news. Did he also help you in this time?" she said

Jiang Xuening nodded.

Yan Lin then said, "This person is ambitious, but it's not a big deal. The grass on the wall, the wind blows on either side, and as long as you're the strongest wind, they won't leave you. But if you don't have the heart to do that strong wind, it's better to be careful."

Jiang Xuening knows this.

She sat down, lowered her eyes, and remained silent.

In this narrow and dark prison, the girl and the boy sat side by side, as if they had climbed up the courtyard wall on those leisurely and lazy afternoons many years ago. They sat side by side and peeled the freshly picked chicken head rice, smiling at each other and swinging their legs under the wall; It's like sneaking to the back mountain of a Buddhist temple, leaning against the huge Buddha statue, holding his hand to his mouth and shouting towards the valley across from him, startling the birds that inhabit it

The past time flows silently at this moment.

She and his shadows fell on the damp and mottled wall, connected by the cracks filled with dirt on the wall.

Yan Lin suddenly felt reluctant to part with this capital city.

Because there are people he misses here.

He turned his head to look at the peaceful side face of the girl and suddenly asked her, "Is there anything you want to say to me?"

Jiang Xuening said, "I just want to come and accompany you."

I don't know what to say, but sitting together like this makes me feel very at ease.

The young man's eyes were shrouded in a mist, and when he laughed, there was a particularly moving meaning. He only said, "You are so good to me, and I am also so good to you. But why don't you like me?"

Jiang Xuening buried her head and remained silent.

After a long time, her voice emerged from the swaying yellow light and shadow, "It's none of your business. I've already said it, I'm a bad person."

Yan Lin, however, still looked at her without taking her gaze away and said, "What kind of bad method is that?"

Jiang Xuening's memory suddenly flowed like a flowing river, tracing back to the previous life.

There is really nothing wrong with Yan Lin in this life.

The scars engraved in her memory were too deep to be erased no matter what, so she had to avoid them from a distance and try her best to make up for them

I had a dream.

In my dream, I foolishly told you that I want to be the queen.

You become very angry.

"Later on, when I became the queen and you came back, you and others locked me up, treating me well or bad..."

Jiang Xuening's voice was somewhat misty and ethereal, gentle in the front, but trembling like strings in the back, but quickly steadied itself. Just as she looked ahead in the blink of an eye, hot tears suddenly slipped down.

She thought that she was weak at this moment.

She raised her hand and wiped away her tears as if nothing had happened. She still smiled and said, "I'm a coward. In my dream, you were really scary, so I don't like you anymore. Isn't that bad enough?"

It was clearly a dream, but at the moment when her tears rolled down, Yan Lin felt like her heart was being grabbed, and she even couldn't breathe.

It's like something like this has really happened before.

How can someone in the world stop liking someone just because of a dream?

But at this moment, he couldn't bear to delve deeper and just said, "How can we say it's you who's bad? It's clearly me in your dream, too bad, too bad, that makes Ning Ning dare not like me."

The voice of the youth is so considerate and gentle.

Compared to that, her words seemed extremely unreasonable.

Jiang Xuening burst into tears, her eyes turning red. She couldn't help but want to stop, causing Yan Lin to reluctantly lift her finger and wipe her tears. She also asked her, "Do you want to be the queen?"

What Jiang Xuening thought before coming was that she couldn't cry no matter what.

However, when tears fall uncontrollably, I feel embarrassed.

She stepped back and casually raised her sleeves to wipe away her tears, avoiding the burning gaze of the young man. She said in a muffled voice, "It was said to be in my dream, but I don't want it now. But that's the queen. Who doesn't want to become a master? Think about what's going on?"

Yan Lin chuckled, but her gaze deepened a bit: "What kind of person is the empress?"

In this world, there is only one true "human superior".

Jiang Xuening didn't know why he said this, and looked at him with some confusion. However, the young man raised his hand and gently touched her head, his eyes flickering with something: no one knew that in such a prison, in such a difficult situation, this young man, who had just reached adulthood, suddenly quietly made a grand wish, but he didn't tell anyone.

I knocked the bangzi outside.

At midnight.

The crescent moon outside the window also rose to the mid sky, out of sight, leaving behind a sparse frame of stars and a dark blue night sky.

Yan Lin felt that time had passed a bit too quickly, and then remembered that she wouldn't be able to return soon. She asked her, "Do you have anyone you like?"

Jiang Xuening lowered her head and said, "Yes."

Yan Lin smiled and asked, "Who is that?"

Jiang Xuening remained silent and dared not speak.

Yan Lin remembered the official from the Ministry of Justice whom he had seen on the day of his coronation ceremony and said, "Is that Mr. Zhang Zhe from the Ministry of Justice?"

Jiang Xuening immediately looked up at him in shock.

Yan Lin appeared calm and said, "The way you look at him is like the way I look at you."

Jiang Xuening was speechless.

Yan Lin turned his eyes to look at her and said to her in a half joking tone, "During the time I've been away, you must work hard to marry yourself off and become a good person worth entrusting. Otherwise, when I come back, whether you like me or not, you will be snatched over."

The boy used a joking tone, even with a smile, but his gaze was deeply serious.

Jiang Xuening knew he was not joking.

However, will you marry Zhang Zhe?

She really needs to work very hard, very hard, to deserve it.

She snorted lightly, knowing that the young man was looking at her with some teasing, but she refused to admit defeat and only said, "I will."