After rebirth, the prince fell into the hands of the princess again

The dark prison was cold and damp. Perhaps Xie Yu had specifically instructed that the prison where Xie Yuan was located was warmer and more comfortable than an ordinary prison. There was a clean and bright square dining table, and the low couch was covered with a thick quilt.

But Xie Yuan was not sleepy at all. The events of nineteen years ago flashed through her mind like a kaleidoscope of events. The speed was so fast but the memories were still fresh.

It was as if her meeting with her master happened only yesterday.

The prince's brother rebelled and killed his father and brother. By the time she knew everything, it was too late to stop it. Her mother committed suicide by taking poison. Her last words before her death were to ask her to do her best to help her brother ascend the throne successfully.

At that time, his elder brother, who was the crown prince, had obvious ambitions, but his ability was not up to par with his ambitions. If it were not for the noble family behind his mother, his plan to launch a coup would certainly not have succeeded.

Xie Yuan loved wielding swords since she was a child, and she had military power in her hands, so she became the biggest helper in her brother's usurpation of the throne. While her brother was drinking and having fun outside the palace, she was fighting bloody battles in the palace. Later, when her brother was reveling in the palace every night, she was forced into a desperate situation outside the palace.

On the cliff, she was the only one left among the hundreds of soldiers, and the corpses of her former close friends were scattered all over the ground. At that moment, Xie Yuan regretted listening to her mother and helping her brother in rebellion, and regretted killing her brothers and relatives because of her own selfishness.

Xie Yuan closed her eyes the moment the Wailing Arrow flew over. She actually had the ability to dodge the arrow, but at that time Xie Yuan wanted to die. The Wailing Arrow was coated with a deadly poison, and anyone who was hit by it would surely die.

She thought that after being hit by that arrow, she would be completely free, but the opposite happened. Although she was hit by the arrow, she did not die. Jiang Moqing appeared and saved her life, and even exchanged his own life for his own life. From then on, this man occupied her entire life.

Although she called him Master, she never considered him as a Master in her heart. In her heart, Master has always been the one she loved.

The master needs power, while she needs companionship. At first, she only needed the master's companionship, but later everything changed. The master's companionship could no longer satisfy her, and gradually she developed different feelings for the master. She wanted all of the master's love, the kind of love a man has for a woman.

When she just realized this feeling, Xie Yuan didn't dare let Jiang Moqing know, for she was afraid that her master would leave her if he knew. Later, she spent ten years helping her master establish the world's most mysterious organization, the Yueying Sect.

Finally, the bond between her and her master grew deeper and deeper, and her master became more and more dependent on her. Even when there were other women around her master, she never minded. She also didn't mind when her master accepted another woman as his disciple, because in her heart, her master was never a master.

As I thought about it, a tear rolled down the corner of my eye, until it fell to the ground, and then I couldn't stop crying.

Xie Yuan suddenly laughed out loud. She hadn't cried for many years.

A lot of time has passed and it seems that the master will not come.

Linlang took Tang Mumu and Ji Chu through the secret passage of the Xiao Mansion. The secret passage led directly to the imperial palace. Xie Yu had taken her through it once before, but she didn't expect that it would come in handy today.

Tang Mumu had been walking quietly behind them. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew across her cheek. Linlang had already pressed her against the stone wall with both hands. Because she was caught off guard, her back hit the hard stone wall and it hurt a lot.

"Linlang, what are you doing?"

Ji Chu reacted very quickly. Almost the moment Tang Mumu was suppressed, he clamped Linlang's neck with his right hand. If she dared to attack Tang Mumu, he would never let her go.

"Jiang Moqing is your master? When did he become your master? Tell the truth."

"Linlang, don't be impulsive. This has nothing to do with Mu Mu. Let her go first."

Linlang ignored Ji Chu's obstruction and stared at Tang Mumu with her deep eyes, as if she wanted to see through her.

"Why are you asking this?" Tang Mumu frowned. The skin on her back must have been broken by the collision, otherwise it wouldn't hurt so much. So she was very unhappy with Linlang's attitude at the moment, which was like interrogating a criminal.

"Answer me first. When did he become your master? How many evil things have you done for him?"

Tang Mumu pushed Linlang away with force and quickly avoided the protruding stone wall on his back, but the place where he was hit still hurt.

"Speak clearly, what evil things has my master done? He has seldom left the valley in recent years, what evil things could he have done? You want to slander my master with nothing but empty words, I won't allow it."

Thinking of what Jiang Moqing had done, Linlang wished she could cut him into pieces, but she had never expected that the friend she cherished was actually his apprentice. Thinking of what had happened during this period of time, she even regarded her as her closest friend and had told her a lot of her inner thoughts. Linlang regretted it so much that she wanted to kill someone.

The blade collided with the stone wall tightly, sparks flew, and the harsh sound seemed to pierce the eardrums. Linlang pulled out the short blade embedded in the stone wall and chopped the blade on the stone wall again. She repeated this three times, and was stopped by Ji Chu the fourth time.

"Linlang, are you crazy? You don't want your hands anymore, right?"

Ji Chu pulled Linlang's hand over to check, and sure enough, it was covered in blood, with blood still oozing out of the wound. Ji Chu was angry and anxious. They had finally escaped from Jiang Moqing's hands, so what was happening to them now?

Tang Mumu tore off a piece of her dress and wrapped it around Linlang's palm. She tied a knot and said, "I am a twin. The reason for my twins is unknown. I was abandoned on the day I was born and my master took me back. I was raised by my master. He has been my master for almost fifteen years."

"Before I met the princess, I didn't know about his relationship with her. Before tonight, I didn't know he was Xiling's imperial teacher, and I had no idea what the heinous thing you mentioned was."

After bandaging Linlang, Tang Mumu raised his head, his eyes met hers, and he said seriously, word by word, "I didn't say a single lie."

Linlang didn't say anything, and Ji Chu on the side continued: "What she said is true. Not many people know about this. She didn't lie to you. I can vouch for her."

Linlang closed her eyes, even her eyelashes were trembling. Tang Mumu and Ji Chu looked at each other and said nothing.

"Sorry." After saying that, Linlang continued to lead the way. Tang Mumu was still standing there. Suddenly, she felt warmth on her hand. She looked down and realized that it was Ji Chu holding her hand.

Rong Yan and his companions were still in Juyang Palace. Now that Xie Yu had successfully obtained the imperial edict of succession, all that was left was for him to sign the peace agreement and the matter would be satisfactorily resolved.

"Why haven't you come yet?" Song Jinyu said impatiently. He had originally agreed with Ji Chu to meet with Tang Mumu and the others in Juyang Palace. According to the agreement, they would set off back to Shangjing three days after Xie Yu signed the peace agreement. But it was almost dawn today and they had not returned yet.

Song Jinyu went to see Rong Yan and saw that he was still sitting at the table, but from his straight back one could tell how anxious he was at the moment.

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Rong Lou, who was closest to the door, opened it quickly. Neither of them seemed to expect it to be each other. Lin Lang and Rong Lou frowned at the same time, as if disliking each other had become a habit.