The dungeon was dim, only a little bit of light came out of the small window at the top, and Xuanyuan Luo stood next to the assassin with a gloomy face, and asked in a loud voice, "Who sent you here?" ”

The handcuffs made of fine iron were locked to the wall, and the man with his feet touching the ground raised his head weakly and glanced at Xuanyuan Luo, and then hung down weakly.

Xuanyuan Luo, "speak." ”

The man pursed his lips, looking like he would rather die than give in.

The jailer next to him whipped him and scolded, "Bold, what does Your Highness ask you for?" ”

The man sneered and simply closed his eyes.

Xuanyuan Luo raised his eyes and said lightly, "Hit me, hit hard, don't kill me." ”

"Yes."

The people below received the order, and they had the heart to perform well in front of Xuanyuan Luo, and they couldn't wait to take out all the unique skills in their hands, and use all the eighteen martial arts on the man's body.

The sun dimmed little by little, the dim candle flame swayed, and the smell of blood permeated the narrow cell, Xuanyuan Luo drank the best autumn tea, with a pleasant smile on his face, and his fingers tapped on the rough-textured table.

boom

Knock knock knock......

It was like a life-threatening piece of music that made the nervous hearts of the jailers present.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside, and the hearts of the jailers were aroused, and one of them shook his hand, and the whip that was expected to be drawn to the chest hit the man's face heavily, and the skin there was already delicate, and in an instant there left a bloody mark of flesh blooming.

"Alright." Xuanyuan Luo shouted, "Stop, go and call the Imperial Doctor to come and take a look, don't kill you." ”

"Yes." One of them answered, saluted, and withdrew.

This man doesn't have a piece of good meat on his body now, and he has less air in and more air, so he can't do it now.

Xuanyuan Luo didn't want him to die so soon, he wanted to keep him, torture him well, and let him live in desperate pain every day.

"Your Highness." Lime stepped over, saluted Xuanyuan Luo, and replied: "According to the investigation just now, the subordinates have just learned that this person's name is Ah Jiu, and he is from the side of the Third Highness. ”

"His?" Xuanyuan Luo was puzzled: "Shouldn't he save his master at this time?" Why did you come to Yaoyao's trouble? You can't make a mistake! ”

Lime, "Due to the urgency of time, the subordinates have only found these for the time being." ”

"Your Highness knows." From Xia Yao's distress to the present, in just a few hours, it is already good to be able to find these, Xuanyuan Luo stood up and said, "Let's go!" ”

"Yes."

The moon outside had already risen out, and the entire palace was heavily guarded because of the assassin, Xuanyuan Luo washed up a little, greeted Xia Hui's body, and walked to the room where Xia Yao lived.

Today, Xia Yao was stimulated too much, and now she fell into a deep sleep.

Xuanyuan Luo touched her white and tender face, and simply sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her, until there was a knock on the door outside accompanied by Lime's shout, "Your Highness." ”

He sighed helplessly, as if talking to himself: "You are obedient, I will be back soon." ”

After speaking, Xuanyuan Luo reluctantly got up and left.

"How's it going over there??"

"Back to Your Highness, the news has been received outside about the princess Niangniang's injury this time and your exit from the palace, and now many ministers of the court and the central government are gathering in the Chengde Hall to wait for you!" Lime replied.

"Hmm." Xuanyuan Luo nodded, and asked instead, "How is my aunt's situation now?" ”

"According to the report of the spies, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess has rushed back since she learned of the death of the crown prince, and if nothing happens, she will be able to arrive in the capital at noon tomorrow."

"Hmm."

The two of them walked while talking, and soon arrived outside the Changshou Mansion, the plain white carriage had been waiting outside for a long time, Xuanyuan Luo was not ambiguous, he simply got into the car, and ordered: "Go back to the palace." ”

"Yes, Your Highness." The coachman answered, threw up his whip and began to rush to the palace. 166 Reading Network