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Walking forward step by step, Ling Xiang'er's heart has already been broken by Xuan Wumian.

Ling Xiang'er walked into the prison, and the rancid smell made her want to gag.

Every step I take, it seems that I am getting closer to death.

"Rong Luo, don't be afraid. In this life, you and I are master and servant, life and death. If you and I meet again in the next life, I will definitely repay you like a cow." Ling Xiang'er looked aside with a smile and remained silent. Rong Luo.

Rong Luo also looked up, looking into Ling Xiang'er's eyes.

"Princess, Rong Luo is not afraid. Not being born in the same year, the same month, and the same day as the princess, and being able to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day as the princess, is a great blessing for a servant." The distant hometown finally came back this time.

The two were imprisoned in the sky prison. Before entering the cell, she was forced to take off her majestic phoenix robe and phoenix hairpin.

Rong Luo did the same, except for the palace clothes, including Zhuhua.

The two of them were sitting on the damp, moldy pile of rotten straw. There were mice and cockroaches running around on the ground.

"Rong Luo, if you have a chance, you should run away!" Ling Xiang'er suddenly felt his eyes blur.

She didn't know how long she could hold on, and when she lost her eyesight, she completely lost the power to survive.

Before Rong Luo could answer, the door of the cell was opened, and the jailer who came in walked to Ling Xiang'er.

"Empress Empress, Your Majesty's invitation." Since Ling Xiang'er is the mother of Xixia Kingdom, the jailer spoke very respectfully.

Ling Xiang'er heard the jailer's words and stood up.

Rong Luo looked at Ling Xiang'er with worried eyes, for fear that she would encounter any danger.

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon." Ling Xiang'er comforted Rong Luo who was worried for her.

Watching Ling Xianger leave, Rong Luo became nervous.

Ling Xiang'er was brought by the jailer to the trial hall, where she saw Xuan Wumian sitting upright.

Her eyes met Xuan Wumian's inadvertently, and her heart was so peaceful at that moment.It seemed that she would not care about Xuan Wumian's words and deeds, and even felt disheartened towards him.

Once, she thought of doing everything possible to cater to her.Now, there is no need.

He never believed her, Song Yuling had something to do, Xuan Wumian believed in Song Yuling, not her.

Because of this, Ling Xiang'er looked at Xuan Wumian calmly.

That heart seems to be frozen, and it will never make ripples again.

"Your Majesty, please bring them here." The jailer cupped his fists and said respectfully to Xuan Wumian.

He raised his hand, waved it, and pushed back the jailers standing in the trial lobby.

At this moment, only Ling Xiang'er and him were left.

"You are like Xiao Peiyao, with a heart of snakes and scorpions. When you poisoned Ling'er, didn't you struggle at all?" Xuan Wumian squinted his eyes and spoke coldly.

Ling Xiang'er smiled instead of anger, she thought she didn't care anymore, she could really let go of it completely.

But when Xuan Wumian said something hurtful, Ling Xiang'er felt a sharp pain in her heart.

Xuan Wumian, you can give me a little bit of your trust in Song Yuling, why can you insist that I use cruel methods to poison Song Yuling.Why, you don't investigate clearly, the whole story may have nothing to do with me!

"What are you laughing at? Could it be that I said something wrong, Ling Xiang'er, do you dare to say that it wasn't your murderous hand?" Xuan Wumian raised his eyebrows and looked at Ling Xiang'er.

She smiled without saying a word, feeling heartbroken for the false accusations that Xuan Wumian had placed on her head.

Forget it, so far, nothing she said was useless.

"I don't deny it, it was indeed me who poisoned her. Why can't I poison her? You're right. I'm ruthless and cruel." Ling Xiang'er held the charge against her.

He was not afraid of how Xuan Wumian would treat her, as things had come to an end, there was no need to say or explain some things.

Xuan Wumian heard that Ling Xianger confessed to the crime of poisoning Song Yuling, for some reason, he always felt that what Ling Xianger said seemed to be angry.

Does the poisoning really have nothing to do with her?So, who is the murderer?

I can't think of anyone in Fengyi Pavilion, except Ling Xiang'er, who has such a deep hatred for Song Yuling.

"Ling Xiang'er, if you plead guilty, come up and draw a bet." Xuan Wumian gave Ling Xiang'er one last chance.

Before he could wait for Ling Xiang'er to speak, she had already stepped forward, picked up the pen, without blinking her eyes, and drew the bet with her own hands.After she finished, she dropped the brush in her hand on the ground.

"Your Majesty, my concubine would like to make peace with you. I, Ling Xiang'er, don't care about the position of the mother of Xixia Kingdom." She straightened her back, smiled and stared at Xuan Wumian's dark eyes full of danger.

If it hurts, it hurts to the end!

Ling Xiang'er completely gave up on Xuan Wumian, and no longer had any hope.

Seeing Ling Xianger's stubborn face, Xuan Wumian got up from the chair and walked slowly in front of her.

"Ling Xiang'er, don't forget that Concubine Ling is still waiting for you to go back, and there are still a group of royal nobles in Nanjun who are waiting to see your jokes." He can always easily provoke her inner wounds.

Sprinkling salt on her wounds is his most powerful skill.

Raising her head, Ling Xiang'er laughed at Shixuan Wumian's sullen eyes.

Laughing out loud, tears streaming down my face.

"If you want revenge, just come. Ever since I married you, I've been living in hell every day." She clenched her fists tightly. If you hate the person in front of you, it's better to hate yourself for being useless.

Xuan Wumian's forbearance towards Ling Xiang'er, that hard-hearted heart that had never fluctuated, unexpectedly felt a little painful.

What happened to him, is he terminally ill?

Or what Xiao Peiyao said was right, he also fell in love with him. It was a fake love at first, but now he is really moved.

"It's good if you really don't have to be afraid. I want to see whether it's your mouth or your bones." He was furious and waved his sleeves angrily.

"Come here, torture me." He shouted loudly, and the jailer who was waiting outside came in.

Two people supported Ling Xiang'er, and the other two took out torture tools.Putting the torture device on Ling Xiang'er's ten fingers, the two of them pulled hard, the torture device clamped their fingers, and the severe pain immediately attacked her reason.

"Ah..." Ling Xiang'er roared loudly.

The heart-piercing pain was not comparable to the pain Xuan Wumian had caused to kill her.

She really wanted to seek relief from death, but she knew that there was no difference between the present self and death.

Unable to stand still due to pain, Ling Xiang'er fell to the ground dejectedly.

Her head was covered with cold sweat, and her whole body was soaked in cold sweat. Her eyes were bloodshot, and her red lips were bitten through the skin.

Why?Why do you treat me so viciously, without a crown, I just want to be pampered and to get you to look at me differently.

I don't ask for your sincerity, I just want to rely on you and get your protection.

But your heart refuses to move forward, and still refuses.

"Kill me, it's better to send me to hell quickly." Ling Xiang'er who fell on the ground shouted hoarsely.

After Xuan Wumian heard her words, his chest felt tight, as if he couldn't breathe.

He waved to the jailers, telling them to back off for now.

Walking to Ling Xiang'er and squatting down, "From the beginning to the end, I have no love for you at all, starting from marrying you, including letting you fall into the trap I set up at the beginning."

Bureau?What game, why she couldn't understand the meaning of Xuan Wumian's words.

"For your poor sake, I might as well tell you the truth." His smile became extremely evil in Ling Xianger's eyes.

A bad premonition hung over Ling Xianger's heart, "Xuan Tingyou, you are Xuan Tingyou."

She exclaimed Xuan Tingyou's name, but did not get Xuan Wumian's answer, when she saw the sneer on his face, all the truth became clear.

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