Xi Yu was wearing a dark robe and his clothes fluttered gently in the breeze.

He looked cold and had many thoughts lingering in his heart after returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion yesterday.

Today, he came to prison.

The prison is filled with a smell of moisture and decay, and the dim light makes people feel heavier.

Xi Yu walked through the narrow passage and came to a prison cell.

Through the iron railing, he saw Guan Yu's face sinking like water, and his eyes revealed an unyielding light.

On Guan Yu's date-like face, the stubble trembled slightly, as if telling his unwillingness in his heart.

Xi Yu stared at Guan Yu quietly, thinking in his heart about the loyalty and loyalty of this person.

Then, he turned around and walked towards another cell. Liu Bei was sitting there, his eyes were still firm although he looked tired.

Xi Yu understood that the purpose of detaining them in two rooms was to prevent them from conspiring.

However, he also knew that the friendship between these two was deep and could not be blocked by this simple measure.

Liu Bei's eyes locked on Xi Yu tightly, his face full of anxiety and fear.

He clasped the iron railing of the prison cell with both hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Prime Minister, everything is my fault. Prime Minister must not blame Guan Yu. I was foolish and did something wrong for a moment, but Guan Yu was just implicated by me, he was innocent."

Xi Yu listened to Liu Bei's begging for mercy and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His eyes shot towards Liu Bei like ice, and he said coldly: "Do you think I am a three-year-old child? How can Guan Yu conspire with you be innocent? Do you think your plan is perfect? ​​Humph, now in prison, and you are still trying to excuse the other party."

Liu Bei lowered his head, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes. He knew that no matter how much defense he made at this time, it would be futile.

Guan Yu, who was in another cell, heard Liu Bei begging for mercy, and a warm current surged in his heart. But how could he let his brother bear the blame alone?

He angrily opened his eyes wide and shouted loudly: "This matter has nothing to do with my brother, it was all done by me, Guan Yu, and if you want to kill or cut, you will be obedient!"

Xi Yu frowned slightly. The friendship between these two was far beyond his imagination.

Xi Yu stood there and remained silent for a long time.

Liu Bei's anxious eyes and Guan Yu's roar seemed to be echoing in his ears, but he did not respond to any of their words.

He just glanced at the two imprisoned people quietly, then turned around resolutely and left the prison with steady steps.

His figure gradually disappeared at the end of the dim passage, leaving only heavy footsteps echoing in the silent prison.

Liu Bei looked at the direction of Xi Yu's departure, his heart full of despair and anxiety.

Guan Yu gritted his teeth tightly, revealing his unyielding fighting spirit in his eyes.

Xi Yu's departure made the atmosphere in the prison even more depressing. They didn't know what fate would be waiting for them.

Xi Yu quickly walked back to his room, feeling immersed in the confrontation in the prison.

However, when his eyes fell on the letter on the desk, the haze in his heart instantly dissipated a little.

He hurriedly picked up the letter, and saw the familiar handwriting, a warm current surged in his heart.

This is a letter written by my brother Xi Zhicai.

Xi Yu gently stroked the letter paper, as if he could feel his brother's warmth.

Slowly unfolding the letter paper, Xi Yu's eyes were full of expectations.

Reading his brother's words, the familiar tone made him feel like he was back in the past.

In the letter, my brother talked about his life, which was plain but stable.

My brother was having a comfortable life, and I was satisfied.

On the other side, Linglong stood quietly in Young Master Huang's room, feeling a little nervous.

She lowered her head slightly, her eyes fell on the ground, waiting for Mr. Huang's inquiry.

Young Master Huang sat at the desk and looked at Linglong with gentle eyes. "Linglong, how did you do recently?" His voice was calm and magnetic.

Linglong quickly raised her head and replied respectfully: "Young Master, other servants used to bully me, but since the last time I was protected by the Young Master, no one has bullied me anymore." Her eyes were full of gratitude.

Young Master Huang nodded slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"That's good. In this mansion, as long as you do things seriously, no one will dare to bully you." His words revealed a kind of majesty.

Linglong felt warm in her heart, she lowered her head again and said softly: "Thank you, Master. Linglong will do her best to do her best and live up to the Master's expectations."

Young Master Huang looked at Linglong's well-behaved appearance and couldn't help but feel a little pity in his heart.

He knew that in this mansion, the life of the servants was not easy.

"If you have anything in the future, come and find me." Young Master Huang's voice was gentle and firm.

Lingqing's eyes were slightly moist, and she nodded vigorously.

In this strange place, Young Master Huang's care made her feel a little warmth.

She secretly made up her mind to do things well and repay Young Master Huang's kindness.

Linglong was about to leave, suddenly, a powerful hand reached out from behind and suddenly pulled her.

Linglong turned around in surprise and saw Young Master Huang with an anxious look on his face, and there was a burning flame in his eyes.

"What are you doing?" Linglong asked in panic, his voice trembling slightly.

Young Master Huang grabbed Linglong's arm tightly, stared at her with a torch, and said anxiously: "Linglong, I like you! From the first time I saw you, I knew that you were the one I was destined to be."

Linglong's eyes widened in horror, her heart pounding, as if she was about to jump out of her throat.

She tried to break free from Young Master Huang's hand, but found that he was extremely strong and could not break free.

"Let me go!" Linglong shouted angrily.

Young Master Huang was not moved at all, but instead held her hand harder and said, "Linglong, follow me, I can give you glory and wealth and let you live a life that everyone envies."

A feeling of disgust surged in Linglong's heart. She glared at Master Huang and said, "Master Huang, don't be foolish! Although I, Linglong, have my own dignity and bottom line, and will never commit myself to you for the sake of glory and wealth."

Young Master Huang was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting Linglong to reject him so resolutely.

His face turned gloomy and he said, "Linglong, don't be ungrateful. There is nothing that I, Young Master Huang, like, can't get."

Linglong met Master Huang's gaze without fear and said, "Master Huang, even if you get my people, you won't get my heart. I advise you to just give up this heart."

Young Master Huang hugged Linglong tightly and whispered in her ear: "Linglong, look, as long as you obey me, you will enjoy endless benefits. No servant dares to bully you again in the future."

Linglong's eyes were empty and her heart was in chaos.

Her originally firm heart gradually shook in Young Master Huang's words.

She thought of the grievances and bullying she suffered in the crowd of people on weekdays, the unreasonable accusations and difficulties, as if she had never ended suffering.

At this moment, Young Master Huang's words were like a life-saving straw, allowing her to see a glimmer of hope in despair.

She lowered her eyes slightly, and a look of hesitation appeared on her face. A voice in her heart told her that it was wrong to do this, but another voice was saying that maybe this was the only chance to change her destiny.

Young Master Huang noticed Linglong's change and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He gently stroked Linglong's hair and said gently: "Linglong, don't be afraid. I will treat you well."

A hint of confusion and helplessness appeared in her eyes.

Finally, she slowly closed her eyes, stopped resisting, and allowed Young Master Huang to hug her tightly into her arms.

A few days passed quietly.

On this day, Xi Yu suddenly ordered someone to release Guan Yu and Liu Bei from prison, and also ordered them to take a shower and change clothes to come to see him.

The jailer hurried to the cell and conveyed the news.

Guan Yu and Liu Bei looked at each other, their faces full of surprise.

Guan Yu frowned with thick eyebrows, Danfeng's eyes wide open, and he said in confusion: "Brother, what medicine does this prime minister sell in the gourd?"

Liu Bei also looked confused, stroked his beard and pondered for a moment, and said, "Second brother, I don't know for you. Could it be that the Prime Minister pardoned us? But this seems too sudden."

Under the urging of the prison guards, they acted slowly and kept guessing Xi Yu's intentions in their hearts.

Liu Bei and Guan Yu quickly finished the shower and changed into clean clothes.

They walked on the way to Xi Yu's room, their steps were a little quick and their expressions were full of tension and doubt.

Liu Bei frowned slightly, lowered his voice and said to Guan Yu, "Second brother, do you think the Prime Minister will really pardon us?"

There was a hint of expectation in his eyes, and at the same time he was deeply worried.

After all, their previous situation was extremely dangerous, and now this sudden change made him feel a little unbelievable.

Guan Yu stroked his long beard, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Brother, maybe this is really possible. But you should not take it lightly. I wonder what the Prime Minister's move has in mind."

His heart was also full of doubts, but his pace did not stop at all.

The two of them were walking while talking in a low voice, and the uneasiness in their hearts enveloped them like dark clouds.

They don't know what kind of fate will be waiting for them.

Liu Bei and Guan Yu finally came to the door of Xi Yu's room.

They took a deep breath and slowly pushed open the door.

I saw Xi Yu sitting upright at the table, his face gloomy and without a trace of smile.
To be continued...