Chapter Twenty-Six: Escape

The prince had promised to take her to the prison at any time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoThe only thing she had to do was pack her luggage, get rid of the prince, and then she could run away. It seemed too easy, so easy that it made Qingge a little confused.

In the past few days, she has slowly sorted out the few belongings. You have to pass through the dark monster lair, so naturally you can't bring anything too cumbersome. She brought only a few ingots of gold and silver, and three golden hairpins. When I first came to Qingming Temple, the emperor rewarded a lot of things, from the splendid painting screen to the warm jade wrench, food and clothing, everything, all of which are treasures. Qingge was very fond of these objects that could only be seen through the glass in the museum in the previous life, and now that he is leaving, fortunately he has appreciated the people in the house, and even Mama Li has received a tribute brocade.

turned to the corner of the courtyard and looked at Xiaobai again. finally trained Xiaobai to be a little effective, and they are about to separate. Qingge sat in the cage, hugged its neck, touched its soft fur, and muttered, "Xiaobai, I'm sorry." I have to go. I can't be your master anymore. ā€

Xiaobai still stood upright, not squinting. This is the result of light song training. In any case, it is as unaffected by anyone or anything as a sculpture, and as precise and swift as a machine. A real weapon. It's just a pity that she can't take it out.

Xiaobai looked into the invisible distance, and there was no superfluous movement, but the cobalt blue eyes were wet and foggy.

"I'm sorry...... I'm sorry...... I will come back if I have the chance. Take you away. Qingge silently wept. Suddenly I felt both selfish and headstrong. But how can she marry Cui Dai? So, she had no choice.

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On an early autumn morning, the sky is as clear as a wash. Qingge branched out both Shutong and Miaoling. These two girls knew that their master had a habit of walking alone, and they both left with interest.

Qingge put the fine softness and gold and silver into the purse, hung it on his waist, and touched the little eunuch's room, and took away a knife that Ping'er had hidden privately. He said to himself: "Ping'er, don't blame me, I've already rewarded you with three jade ruyi." ā€

He went to Xiaobai's cage and fed Xiaobai a lot of air-dried beef jerky.

Only then did he get out of the yard. Looking back, the leaves of the pear tree in the courtyard were withered, and it was lonely and ready to meet the cold winter.

Qingge squinted for a while, then turned to leave.

On the way, I passed by the concubine's Jixue Courtyard. Hearing the excited shouts of the concubines in the courtyard, "Mi Li'er, come here, come here......" Qingge smiled indifferently. I wanted to see Mengbai again, but unfortunately people's hearts have been destroyed. Unexpectedly, on the night of her revenge, in the dark, he grabbed her hands and tightly wrapped her in his arms, his jade-like face was unprecedentedly serious and gloomy, and said, "I shouldn't have come." ā€

This was their last face.

Qingge shook his head, as if to put aside the thoughts that were entwined like smoke in his head, breathed in the cool air of autumn, and walked towards the prison.

Dressed in black, the night was already waiting at the door. Qingge suddenly found that he seemed to be always black, quiet and cold. And Mengbai is always white, clean and feminine. The concubine is always dressed in bright colors, delicate and charming. They are always stubborn about a certain protective color, as if they can really become such a person by wearing this color.

The two of them didn't say anything, and plunged headlong into the dark prison. Everything here is the same as before, the light is dim, the smell is stinking, and Xiaoqiang is busy shuttling in the dark corners. The cell where she and Rong had lived was empty.

"Can you leave me alone for a while?" The light song is faint.

He glanced at her late in the night and turned to leave.

She stretched out her trembling hand and slowly stroked the chain on the iron wall, and the shackles attached to the chain. It was the shackles that Henrong had worn. The bracelet-like shackles have now been opened. It was this delicate and small shackle that bound him and brought him to death. Light Song fantasizes about what the shackles leave and Rong's wrist looks like. A tall wall grows in the heart, higher and higher.

I'm sorry, but I've put myself in such a mess and failed to avenge you. I will spend my life hibernating, and when I have the chance, I will make them pay back with blood!

Qingge gripped the tiny shackles tightly, as if to buckle them into the flesh. He let go suddenly, and ran towards the escape without looking back.

She walked through the guard room unhurriedly, and the two jailers looked at each other and were about to salute. She waved her hand, "It's okay, I'm just curious, look around, you guys are free." ā€

With the help of memory, she quickly found the dark passage. Seeing that there was no one around, he quickly dodged and dived into the darkness. It didn't take long for Qingge to step on a pliable wooden plank. This is the entrance to the underground lair.

I opened the plank, and sure enough, a damp and fishy wind blew in my face. The light song was delighted.

Descending down the spiral staircase, it gets darker and darker, and down to the very bottom, it is already completely dark.

Her eyes hadn't fully adjusted to the inky darkness, and she could only grope her way forward. As soon as he took a step, his hand was grabbed by something. Qingge was frightened, and suppressed screams had come out of his throat. And her mouth was immediately gagged by a soft object.

After a moment, Qingge reacted, it was a hand, with a warm body temperature, it was a person, and this consciousness calmed her down a little. After all, she had killed a man here, and according to the plan, she would pass by the place where the man had fallen in the darkness in a short time. This fear has always been buried deep in Qingge's heart. Until the raid just now, her fear was instantly ignited.

"That's your plan? Run away? The soft voice said with a slight sneer, still so calm, as if all the problems were not problems. Although she couldn't see his expression, she could imagine the lazy disdain on his stunning countenance.

"I lost, I overestimated myself. Yumebai, please get out of the way. ā€

"Don't want to marry him?"

Qingge rolled her eyes, can such a person marry? If you want to marry him, is that enough?

"If you don't have to marry him, will you still leave?" His sound like gurgling water, with some kind of demagogic power, made people instantly calm.

"The emperor has given marriage, there is no if." Qingge said indifferently.

"What if, I can make this happen?" In this dark underground lair, his voice was like the sun, with a warm heat. People can't help but want to get closer desperately, as if by getting close to him, everything is bright.

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The big dry and warm hand, with a slight force, held her cold hand, "Believe me?" There was no deliberate flattery, no tactful tone, just asked this sentence lightly.

She believed. Although she doesn't know anything about Mengbai at all. But when he said it, she believed it. It's just that Mengbai's identity is just a eunuch, how can he do it?

"The emperor can't do anything, how can you be more powerful than the emperor?" Qingge couldn't help but ask.

Mengbai whispered in her ear, "You just need to believe me, and you don't need to worry about anything else." ā€

A ripple rippled in Qingge's heart.

Suddenly he remembered again and asked, "Why don't you want to see me?" When she asked, her face was already hot, but fortunately it was so dark that he couldn't see it.

"If you don't listen to persuasion, make such a play, I can't clean up the mess for you?" Mengbai didn't say anything, and since he put on bewitching makeup for her, he sat on the bamboo chair sleeplessly, thinking about how to solve this endgame. Before she could implement it, Mengbai had already started to solve chess step by step. Planning the layout every day, so busy that I don't have time to see her.

"I'm sorry." Qingge's heart skipped two beats. All along, she thought she was alone in this cruel palace. She forbears, forcing herself to be strong, but at the same time she is sensitive and sharp like a hedgehog, raising her thorns all over her body. And Mengbai always pays attention to her silently in her invisible. Let her maintain her pride and dignity, and let her carry out that childish plan. When she couldn't bear the consequences and ran away, she picked up the wreckage she broke and restored her to new shape.

"It's useless to just talk. You have to show it. Meng Bai said with a smile in his words.