Fresh clothes and horses

Zhuge Xi was imprisoned for no apparent reason.

The dark and humid environment made his leg ailments worse, and the heart-wrenching pain like ants gnawed away gradually drained his sanity.

Zhuge Hongyi was imprisoned in the cell opposite Zhuge Xi.

Zhuge Hongyi lay silently on his side on the haystack, as if dead.

Not everyone can enter the sky prison. The emperor of this dynasty has always adhered to the philosophy of benevolent governance and quick killing.So there were only about two of them in the empty cell.

Those who can sleep peacefully in the prison of sin are either hopeless or confident.

Oh, fools generally can't get in.

Zhuge Xi maintained his sitting posture, his fingers touched the ground unconsciously, but his mind was very clear.

His father must have held back.

Three days have passed since the Queen Mother's birthday banquet.

The stalemate at this moment is nothing more than waiting for the emperor's action.

Compromise or kill them all.

And what is the key to this?

What does Zhuge Hongyi have in his hand that he can rely on and that can deter the emperor?

No solution.

Zhuge Hongyi never trusted him, and told him very little information.

Before and after the accident happened to him, Zhuge Hongyi was the one whose attitude hadn't changed obviously.It's nothing more than going from cold to colder.

Probably he couldn't wait to make Zhuge Dan his successor.

Zhuge Xi thought of his mother who had a gloomy face all day long.

Just as he was thinking, the sound of unlocking the lock came from his ear.

"Son!"

"Gu Yan." Zhuge Xi said, he guessed that he would come, but he was not sure whether he came to inquire under the emperor's order or from the so-called sincerity.

Jiang Guangcheng made him dare not believe anyone.

"Do you feel any discomfort? I'm afraid your legs will attack, so I'll bring you some medicine." Gu Yan leaned over to take off his shoes and socks, rolled up his trouser legs, and applied a yellow mud-like ointment.

The pain was immediately dispelled by the cold touch.

"This medicine may only treat the symptoms but not the root cause." Zhuge Xi said, "Go and ask my mother for me...she has good medicine there."

Gu Yan said: "This medicine is prepared by the Imperial Hospital..."

Zhuge Xi stared at Gu Shan, with a sense of gnashing of teeth: "Go, I beg you."

Gu Yan lowered his head to look at Zhuge Xi's hand that was clasping his arm, the veins were clearly visible in his pale skin.

"I won't let you have trouble...wait for me."

"Medicine? Why do I have... ah." Zhugexi's mother heard the wind in Beijing, and fled to an ancient temple in the south of the Yangtze River to avoid the limelight. At present, the emperor is only keeping her under house arrest.

After all, when Zhuge Xi was abolished a few years ago, she had already wiped out herself and Zhuge's family.

Gu Yan rushed to her place overnight, but did not know how many horses escaped and died.

She asked him to wait outside for a while, then went in to scribble a letter, and then asked someone to grab a few herbal medicines, stuffed them into the medicine bag and handed them to Gu Yan.

"After all, it's a mother-son relationship...I've told him to be careful. If Mr. Gu didn't help out sincerely, he would just kill him right away. Don't have to do anything to drag me, a weak girl, into the water."

Gu Yan knelt down and saluted solemnly.

"Gu will definitely let the young master come back safely!"