I will follow Qidian Reading and get first-hand news for 55 red envelopes. Students who have not grabbed the red envelopes after the Chinese New Year can show their skills this time.

In the dark cell, a candlelight as big as a bean barely illuminates a world. Above the candlelight is a vent hole the size of a human head. Although it can barely maintain the air circulation in the room, it cannot eliminate the decay smell that fills every corner.

Prince Dao curled up in the straw nest paved with straw, his eyes were dull and the sunlight was missing for a long time, which made his skin a bit sickly white. His best brocade robe was already dirty, and even a thick layer of oil stains were greasy on the collar and cuffs. This was the last time he wore when he went to the banquet. However, before the banquet had begun, he was thrown into the prison by the soldiers who suddenly broke into it.

He struggled, begged, and even bribed all the jade pendants he carried with him to the prison guards, but what he received was the news of Qin's attack on Wei. When he learned the whole story, Prince Dao suddenly calmed down. He knew that no matter what he did, it would be futile. It would be better to wait patiently. Maybe it would not take long for a turn of opportunity to appear.

But as time went by, nothing happened. Everyone seemed to have suddenly forgotten that there was such a person. No one came to see him, nor did anyone pass on messages to him. Even after plundering the last little valuable things, the prison guards no longer came. Prince Dao could only sit blankly every day, looking at the light coming through the ventilator, guessing the season outside. When the old slave who was delivering the food limped in, Prince Dao woke up, walked numbly to the door of the prison, and took a bowl of clear soup and a black bun handed over by the old slave. This was his food ration for the day.

The sound at the door of the prison was a bit early today, but it doesn’t matter, as long as there is food.

The prince mourned his greasy sleeves and walked staggeringly to the prison door, waiting for the arrival of the old slave to deliver food.

"kindness"

Prince Dao sniffed hard, and what came from afar was a familiar smell of rouge. The fragrance drifted into the depths of Prince Dao's brain, gently awakening the long-clogged memory.

"Is it you who treat 美子"?

The throat that had not spoken for a long time made a cry of intonation. The prince mourned as if he had seen the dawn of hope, holding the prison door tightly and shaking wildly. It seemed that only in this way could he fully express his inner excitement.

At the corner, a white-clothed shizhi came quietly and walked to the prince's door. Seeing that the prince's desolate and outdated look, Fengzhi couldn't help but tremble. Is this the energetic and suave prince of the Qin Dynasty?

"Open the prison door"

The prison guard who was serving next to him hurried forward and unlocked the door. Shi Zhi carried an eight-treasure food box and walked into the cell with his head down. He wanted to sit with him, but found that there was no place to stay.

"Xizhi, Xizhi, I knew you wouldn't give up on me, I knew you would definitely come and take me away, right?"

The prince Tao grabbed Shi Zhi's arm with a hand, not noticing that he had already scratched his arm blue.

What should I do? How to answer him? Looking at the man who once protected him, Shi Zhi suddenly didn't know how to say it. Should he be indifferent, should he deceive or should he be merciful to the prince mourning his hopeful gaze. Shi Zhi suddenly nodded.

"Go home, after eating, we will go home."

Prince Dao didn't notice the strangeness of Feng Zhi at all. At this time, his attention had been completely focused on the Eight Treasures Food Box. Four meat, four vegetables and eight exquisite side dishes completely aroused the hunger in his heart. He could no longer remember when the last time he had eaten such a meal. His dry hands, which were as dark as chicken feet, grabbed the dishes on the plate. Prince Dao ate them voraciously, letting the soup dizzy the clothes.

At the bottom of the Eight Treasure Box is a small wine pot, and the charcoal fire surrounding the surroundings completely stimulates the strong fragrance of the wine. As soon as the lid is opened, the rich fragrance of the wine immediately gushed out, causing the prince mourning who was burying his head and eating to stop his movements.

"This is... Osmanthus Brew"

"Yeah, it's your favorite osmanthus wine." Shi Zhi forced himself to smile and reached out to take out the warm wine pot.

Prince Dao wiped his hands, which were covered in oil, and then he carefully took the pot. With his eyes closed, his nose touched the mouth of the pot and took a deep breath. Prince Dao smiled and said to Shi Zhi, "This pot of wine has been at least five years. You are determined, and I am afraid that I have spent a lot of money. When I go back, I will make it up for you."

"Seven years and two months." Xi Zhi's eyes were a little red, and he lowered his head and said, "It was the one you gave me when I first entered the Prince's Mansion. I buried it in the courtyard. This time I entered Wei State as a qualifier. Before leaving, I took it out and brought it with me. I thought that life here was not easy, so I brought more jars of wine to satisfy your cravings. But I thought that there was only so much left...

"Oh." Prince Tao sighed, patted Xizhi on the shoulder and said, "It's gone. After I go back, I'll go to my father's inventory to steal some."

After saying that, he raised his head and directly looked at the spout, and took a beautiful breath.

As soon as the wine entered his throat, the rich fragrance immediately wandered around the blood vessels, making the prince mourn feel like he was floating in the air.

"Woo woo woo woo woo."

Prince Dao felt that he seemed to have some auditory hallucinations. Why was there still crying in this cell? Could it be that Feng Zhi shouldn't be? He escaped from the sea of ​​suffering. That was a happy event. Why did he cry?

Prince Dao tried hard to see the person in front of him, but his eyes seemed to be covered with thick fog. The two were clearly close, but they were not clear. His throat seemed to be perming with strong wine, so tight that he couldn't make a sound. Suddenly, two hot streams fell down his nose, dyeing his dirty robe red.

Slowly, he wiped his hand under his nose with his hands. The prince put his hand in front of him with difficulty. It was still a vague piece in front of him, but the bright red color was so shocking.

"Why Why Why Why"

Prince Dao could no longer speak, but the out-of-tuning sound squeezed out from his throat made Shi Zhi understand what he meant.

Shi Zhi held Prince Dao's hand and was already crying. He was no longer the little dancer he had already walked to the front of the stage with the support of King Anli. He was the Longyang Jun of Wei. If he wanted to maintain his power and status, he had to make a choice between King Anli and Prince Dao. This time, he chose King Anli.

The prince with blood from seven orifices was lying in the grass nest he built, holding the small wine pot tightly in his hand

Lin Zhi, who wiped his tears, walked back to the sun, and a guard in black walked to Lin Zhi and knelt on one knee.

"June, the soldiers are ready and can set off at any time."

Shi Zhi said with a cold face: "Go and check the Masashima Mansion. Remember, you must not miss another one. The prison guards on duty here today are also involved with Prince Dao, so they will be captured together."

"promise"

PS. For those who are chasing the update, are there any free praise tickets and Qidian coins? The 55 red envelope list is counting down. I will get a ticket and ask for an increase in the bid and praise tickets. Finally, I will make a move to continue.

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Chapter completed!