This should be Chu Feiyuan's first time meeting a saint. It was obvious that he was very nervous. He knelt in the hall and even his voice trembled: "This slave pays homage to the emperor and all nobles!"
He didn't dare to look up at anyone, but he could feel the eyes of everyone in the palace focused on him.
He has never attracted so much attention in his life, let alone the emperor and His Highness Changding among the people looking at him!
Before entering the Zichen Palace, the chamberlain had told him that Princess Changding planned to select one of the prison soldiers, so he had the opportunity to enter the Zichen Palace to meet the Holy Spirit.
The chamberlain also said that the person who selected him was General Manager Xue Gong, but it was still up to His Highness Chang Ding to decide whether he would be chosen.
Chu Feiyuan didn't dare to say anything and could only keep nodding.
He had never met His Highness Chang Ding, and he had never thought about what kind of interaction he would have with His Highness Chang Ding.
For him, people outside the prison are superior to others, and people like His Highness Chang Ding are like gods in the sky.
At this moment, the god-like person wanted to see him.
To him, this was like a dream, but he knew that people would die in dreams too.
Even after entering the Zichen Palace, it was difficult for him to tell whether it was a dream or a nightmare, but the only thing that was certain was that he did not feel the slightest joy.
He has been in prison for almost twenty years. The only time he leaves prison is to follow the prison guards to the martial arts pavilion for training.
He is just a jailer, following the prison guards to the martial arts pavilion, just because he wants to be more powerful in martial arts.
The people in Princess Changding's team...how could such a thing happen to him?
As a jailer, what qualifications does he have to follow His Highness Changding?
He was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe. He only felt that these eyes were like knives, making him dare not move.
"Raise your head." Zheng Ji said calmly, staring at Chu Feiyuan intently.
Chu Feiyuan kept his head lowered since he entered the Zichen Palace, and no one could see him.
Hearing this young and slightly cold voice, Chu Feiyuan's heart tightened.
This must be His Highness Changding’s voice!
The only one who can speak freely in Zichen Hall is His Royal Highness Chang Ding, whom the Emperor loves most!
Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and then he slowly raised his head.
The next moment, many people in the palace were stunned.
The imperial prison is the most severe and terrifying existence, and Chu Feiyuan is ruthless in his methods. Everyone thought they would see a hateful-looking person, and the first thing that came to mind were words such as deer head, rat eyes, and sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.
But the Chu Feiyuan in front of her was completely different!
He has a fair face and a beautiful beard. Although his appearance is not good-looking, he is very upright and his clothes are very clean. He is not at all filthy as everyone imagined.
At first glance, he looked like a gentleman from a private school. He didn't look like a jailer at all, but a jailer in a imperial prison.
Is this the prison warden Chu Feiyuan?
Zheng Ji narrowed his eyes, and then asked: "Your name is Chu Feiyuan? The jailer of Zhao Prison?"
"It's... Your Highness, this servant... this is the name you call me." Chu Feiyuan was extremely nervous and stammered.
Yes, the jailer is the most ungrateful person. Even among the Wuge soldiers, he and the other jailers are ungrateful.
In front of these people, he can only call himself a "slave".
Zheng Ji looked at Chu Feiyuan, looking quite satisfied.
In fact, no one knew how turbulent her heart was at this moment.
She never thought that Chu Feiyuan, who had been in Yongning for five years, would look like this!
In her impression, Chu Feiyuan was unkempt and dirty. His eyes were always half-open, with the ends of his eyes pressed downwards. Occasionally when he opened his eyes to look at people, it always made people feel uncomfortable. I felt as if I was being stared at by a poisonous snake. In the gloomy environment of the prison, I was already very frightened when I saw such a person.
Her impression of Chu Feiyuan was almost the same. The only change was the day Fengju rescued her from the imperial prison.
In order to cover their departure, Chu Feiyuan used his body as a shield to block waves of attacks from the prison soldiers. In the end, his whole body was stained with blood.
That was also the first time she saw Chu Feiyuan fully open his eyes. His eyes were not scary and sinister, but warm and bright.
It was incredible to say that the first time she felt warmth and brightness in such a terrible place as the prison came from a jailer.
But such warmth and brightness only lasted for a moment. She was protected by Feng Ju in her arms, and she only heard Chu Feiyuan shouting hastily: "Your Highness, leave quickly!"
She couldn't see what happened next.
When she heard the news about Chu Feiyuan again, her father was so furious that he ordered Chu Feiyuan to be executed Ling Chi.
However, Chu Feiyuan died before being sentenced.
——He has been in prison for so many years, and he knows the punishments in prison very well, and he has countless ways to kill himself.
Even so, the furious father ordered other guards in the prison to cut off Chu Feiyuan's body piece by piece and feed it directly to the wild dogs.
When she and Fengju went looking for it, they couldn't find even a single bone of Chu Feiyuan.
This was the Chu Feiyuan in her memory, and he was completely different from the Chu Feiyuan in front of her!
But taking a closer look, the only time she saw Chu Feiyuan open his eyes was that the shape of his eyebrows was exactly the same as the jailer in front of her.
There was no mistake, this was the Chu Feiyuan she knew.
How could this be wrong?
What kind of place is the imperial prison, how could there be two Chu Feiyuan?
Emperor Yongning had been looking at Zheng Ji, and when he saw her expression like this, he immediately said, "How about Changding? Do you still like this jailer?"
In Emperor Yongning's opinion, this Chu Feiyuan met the standard of "not ugly" that she had mentioned before.
Sure enough, Xue Gong knew best what kind of person to choose.
Since Chang Ding only needs people from that group of soldiers, then the jailers in the imperial prison can also be used, right?
Zheng Ji nodded and replied: "Back to my father, he doesn't look too ugly, just him."
She couldn't tell how much he meant it, and said casually: "Anyway, everyone in the Wuge knows that he belongs to my father, so that's fine."
"Since you have no objection, let it be him. Chu... then you will stay with Chang Ding from now on and follow Chang Ding's instructions carefully. Do you understand?" Emperor Yongning said this.
"Yes, I will obey the Emperor's order! I...I will definitely obey His Majesty's instructions, even if I die!" Chu Feiyuan lowered his head, his voice still trembling.
When he raised his head just now, he saw His Highness Chang Ding's appearance from the corner of his eye, and his mind went blank for a moment.
He did not expect that His Highness Chang Ding would look like this and be so gorgeous. He was indeed a god-like figure.
He never thought that His Highness Chang Ding would be so similar to the one he remembered deeply!
