Chapter 28: Twenty-eighth

The dungeon of Dali Temple is dark and wet.
The air here seems to be filled with a strong musty smell forever, and there is a touch of smell in this musty smell.
On both sides of the long corridor, a few torches were lit, and the dim fire reflected on the rough granite wall, shadowy and gloomy.
In the innermost cell, a hoarse roar came from time to time.
"Lu Xiao's cheap seed actually framed the king! Why is he a slave-like cheap seed, why sit in that position, why?"
Qiu Yutong's footsteps were slightly paused, and he couldn't help frowning.
The leading jailer laughed a little: "This man will be put to death in two days, and he is scared crazy."
"Well." Qiu Yutong nodded. Although he didn't say anything, he was very unhappy.
Lu Xiao's biological mother was a servant-in-law's maid. Among the countless concubines and beauty in Daning Palace, she was as low as a dust. The old emperor who was drunk by accident happened to be in the garden rockery of the imperial garden once. Seven months later, she gave birth to a premature baby, that is Lu Xiao.
This poor woman, who had been lingering on her sickbed after delivery, was pushed out by the palace people and died silently without delay.
After another period of time, the lonely little Lu Xiao was adopted by the imperial concubine Jiang, but unfortunately Jiang was not a good stubble. In the past few years in the Jiang yard, Xiao Lu Xiao suffered all kinds of inhuman torture .
King Jin and the first emperor, but a compatriot mother, are both empresses and empresses, and naturally look down upon the son of the maidservant like Lu Xiao.
Although Lu Xiao has never described his childhood experiences in detail for so many years, from the staggered scalds and whip marks on Lu Xiao ’s body to the unscrupulous insults after Lu Yande collapsed, Qiu Yutong can almost imagine that Lu Xiao passed away as a child What day is it.
He felt uncomfortable for a while, closed his eyes and calmed down a little, before continuing to walk along the promenade and standing outside the water cell door.
Through a thick wooden post, you can see the middle of the dungeon is a well-seeing pool. Jin Yan Lu Yande's hands were suspended from the ceiling by iron chains, and most of his body was immersed in the cold water. There were still a few blood marks on his face, and he was embarrassed to the extreme, completely lacking the original appearance.
Even so embarrassed, he still insulted with hoarseness: "Lu Xiao this kind of seed! Thousand knives of cheap seed!"
Qiu Yutong forbeared and said to the jailer: "Open the door."
The jailer said: "Son, this is not good ... Your Majesty said, we should put the safety of the son on top."
"He looks like this, it won't hurt me. You are just waiting in the corridor."
The jailer hesitated for a moment and took out the key to open the prison door: "Son, the younger is waiting over there. It's a quarter of an hour."
Qiu Yutong nodded and walked into the dungeon.
He stood beside the pool and looked down: "Lu Yande."
Lu Yande stopped screaming, widening his eyes, staring at Qiu Yutong with a dumb voice: "Is it you?"
"It's me." Qiu Yutong looked at him quietly.
Lu Yande gasped breathlessly, and suddenly said, "You eaten, but you still have a face to see the king ..."
He said, suddenly agitated: "You bitch, have you been with Lu Xiao for a long time?