Ning Nan was silent and silent for a long time.

Fu Chen comforted, "You and I have not been born yet, and it is unpredictable. It's just a wonder... We were born in such a family. Zhaoyuan, we cannot make up for the regrets of the past for our parents and elders, but we can control the future. As long as... we work together, the world will always return to peace in the future. Your wish will come true, and the expectations of Master Lu and General Yue will come true."

Ning Nanyou closed his eyes, held his breath, was silent for a moment, and slowly exhaled: "You are right, everything will be fine."

Fu Chen nodded, patted his shoulder, and said gently: "No matter what, I will always accompany you until the end."

Ning Nanyou smiled and said softly: "Okay."

A confidant is a lifelong understanding and companionship. He believes in Fu Chen’s promise and believes that he can control his destiny. It does not matter how painful the past is, but the future always starts towards light and beauty. He no longer looks pessimistic, no longer feels alone, and no longer thinks that his destiny is only dead.

The withered willows outside the window were blowing, like the slender and slender arms of a beauty, throwing olive branches to passers-by, little by little, outlined into a picture scroll and gathered in the small town.

As the sky gradually became brighter, the red sun at dawn quietly emerged from the east, and the golden light shone on the pedestrians and spread to the street market. In the early morning, the streets of Dongshi were already very lively, with bustling crowds standing next to each other. Among them, a small half of them came to buy items for life, while the vast majority of them came to watch from all over the capital after hearing the news of Deng Qingzhai beheading.

The execution ground in Dongshi was crowded with people, each talking about something, and the noise became increasingly loud.

Jiang Chengyi stood in front of the gate of Dongshi Prison, looked at the familiar place, and frowned deeply.

Xue Si was guarding his side and asked with some concern: "Lord, are you really going to meet Deng Qing? Can a person like him make sense?"

"If you can't make sense, you have to say it. Now, only he knows how to get Longhu. We have no choice." Jiang Chengjia said firmly.

"But... I still think something is wrong. Now, you are the person you are surveillance at all times. If the news of your entry into the East City prison reaches the palace, I am afraid it will be very unfavorable to you." Xue Si was very worried and extremely scared.

Xue Si held Jiang Chengyi's sleeve tightly and said seriously: "The incident of Deng Qingpian and Changming's army returning to Beijing was very private... It broke out from the palace at this moment. Don't you think it's terrible to think about it carefully?"

"I know. This news was deliberately spread by Your Majesty. Including the remarks scattered around the capital, he arranged it by himself. Your Majesty has completely given up on Deng Qing's pawn. Now, it is reasonable to use him to calm the public's grievances and ministers' hatred." Jiang Chengyi knew the habits of Emperor Wei very well, and also knew why Deng Qing was undoubtedly dead?

"Then do you want to see him? Junhou wants to quietly rescue Deng Qing after you have seen him! If... Junhou fails to take precautions, the news will be leaked... Your Majesty will definitely blame you... At that time, you..." Xue Si was panicked, afraid that one of the links would go wrong.

Jiang Chengyi's eyes settled and said with a firm heart: "No need to say more, since I have conspired with the Lord, I should believe in his ability to do things. If I look forward to the front and back and forth, it will not only disrupt the original plan, but may also cause unpredictable consequences."

After he finished speaking, he tidied up his collar, broke away from Xue Si's hand holding his sleeve, and walked towards the small official waiting for him opposite him.

This person was arranged by Ning Nanyou for him. He came here because he had followed Chang Yu's path, and Dou Yuelan was covering him. Even Fu Chen had a lot of secrets for him. However, because of his special situation at the moment, Emperor Wei sent many spies to monitor him. Therefore, Xue Si would say the worrying words just now, fearing that Ning Nanyou and Fu Chen would be inappropriate in covering him, and then something went wrong.

Jiang Chengyi walked over almost without hesitation. Seeing this, Xue Si had doubts, but he could only follow him helplessly.

After some handover, Jiang Chengyi was taken to a wooden house next to the prison by the small official and changed into the prisoner's clothes. About half an incense stick of time passed, and he followed the officials' footsteps and entered the Dongshi Prison.

Xue Size was guarding the cabin, waiting for him to return.

The East City Prison was originally under the jurisdiction of the East Prefecture Department. Therefore, Jiang Chengyi was extremely familiar with this place. However, since the Su Ren incident, Emperor Wei issued an order to replace all the prisoners and soldiers in the prison, and the Tingwei Mansion will take over and manage them temporarily.

He stepped into this place again, but the people he met were all strange faces, and he felt a little irritated.

Dongshi is the market where he devoted the most effort. He has laid many secret stakes for the water pavilion here, especially the East City prison. But now, all this has been destroyed by Su Ren and Deng Qing, which is really a pity.

He was thinking about how to regain control of the East City in the future, and his pace also stepped up.

Soon, the little official led him to the cell where Deng Qing was imprisoned. This was a place where the children of the nobles of the aristocrats who committed death penalty were specially supervised. It was gloomy and dark, damp and smelly, and there were wailing everywhere.

Jiang Chengyi stood outside the prison door with a cold face and looked to the other side of the wooden railing.

In the dark, Deng Qing leaned against the rough mud wall, with her head hanging down and her eyes closed in a mess.

Jiang Chengyi coughed gently and called out, "General Deng is about to step into the underworld with one foot, and he still has the heart to sleep?"

When the people inside heard the movement, they moved slightly, and the iron chains buckled on their hands and feet also clattered.

Deng Qing opened her eyes, slowly raised her head, and looked out the prison door. Against the backdrop of the green candlelight in the corridor, he saw a young man in an indigo-green curved skirt standing in the corridor with his hands behind his back, looking at him expressionlessly.

He gradually saw the man's appearance clearly, and a vicious light appeared in his eyes. He rushed over with annoyance, but was trapped by the iron chain, and roared: "A man surnamed Jiang, you have ruined me to this kind of field, and you dare to come here to see me?! Let me tell you, even if I turn into a ghost, I will never let you go!"

Jiang Chengyi raised his eyebrows lightly and said coldly: "You are now a prisoner, and it's useless to shout like this. Why don't you save some effort?"

"Jiang Chengyi, are you here to take advantage of the situation?!" Deng Qing shouted viciously.

"You are right. I feel so relieved when I see your miserable appearance at this moment."

Jiang Chengyi smiled and his eyes became deeper and colder: "I said you would pay the price for provoking me. Now, the imperial edict for His Majesty to kill him has been issued... Do you have anything else to say?"

"I don't believe it! I don't believe that His Majesty will kill me! I don't believe that he would be so ruthless to Deng. Over the years, how much effort has our Deng made to take power for orthodox power? How could he give up like this...?" Deng Qing was still struggling to death, yelling, unwilling to believe it.

"No matter how much Deng pays, it is not as important as the imperial power alone, nor is it as important as the family, country and people! Deng Qing, you have done many evil things, and your grandfather has repeatedly challenged the imperial power. Do you think Your Majesty will endure it again and again? When you brought Changming's army into the capital privately, did you think that the border would be broken and the result of the defeat in the northern part of the country?

You and your grandfather have repeatedly touched Your Majesty's bottom line, but have you ever thought about the outcome now? Since you are committing your own fault, don't yell here that Your Majesty is ruthless. If you keep your body upright, Deng will not have the current situation." Jiang Chengyi scolded coldly.

Deng Qing was extremely stubborn and still shouted: "Dog thief! If you hadn't forced Your Majesty again and again, he would not have dealt with Deng's family! Don't think I don't know. The affairs of the North were also controlled by you... It was obvious that your Majesty would... be the one who made repeated provocations.

He had a ferocious face, screaming, roaring, and was extremely angry.

Jiang Chengyi shook his head helplessly, feeling hopeless. He sighed, and was in a state of distraction to continue to entangle with Deng Qing, so he cleared his throat and brought the conversation on the right track: "I am here today, not to listen to you. At noon, you will be executed in the Dongshi Execution Center in full view of the public. I am here to tell you that you still have a way out at this moment."

Deng Qing was stunned, her eyes were stunned, she stopped roaring, and asked in a lost voice: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Chengyi didn't want to see his vicious and ugly face, and turned slightly to his body. He looked at Qingzhu on both sides and whispered: "Someone wants to use your life to buy a message. If you are willing to cooperate, you can survive. If you don't want to... wait for the afternoon to behead you."

"Who do you say? Who wants to buy my life? What news do you want to get from me?" Deng Qing grabbed the wooden railing of the prison door and held it tightly, as if he had grabbed hope.

"Do you have a trade route to sell fairy medicinal materials?" Jiang Chengyi raised a question, got closer, and said in a low voice.

Deng Qing frowned, turned her eyes and said, "So what? I am now locked up here. That trade route cannot be run without my private seal."

Jiang Chengyi said: "That's right. The person who wants you to survive is to continue operating this trade route. As for what he wants to get, you will know after you get out of this prison."

Deng Qing sneered: "After saying so much... do you think I will believe you? Even if I die, I will not believe you. You will save me!"

Jiang Chengyi mocked, "Believe it or not. Your chance to survive is in your own hands and will have no impact on me."

After saying this, he turned around and prepared to leave.
Chapter completed!