Chapter 139: The Art of Witchcraft (2)
"Yes, sissy."
Chunwei took a deep breath and restored the steady appearance of the palace maid of Qiluo Palace.
"The next words, Chunwei, you have listened carefully to this palace."
"My Chu family assisted His Majesty all the way through the hurdles and ascended to the ultimate throne in the world."
"I, Chu Ling'er, married Helan Wu and became the imperial concubine of the Northern Yan Dynasty, and gave birth to the prince Helan Jingrui."
"But Helan Wu actually crossed the river and demolished the bridge, making such a plan to cook rabbits and dead dogs."
"First of all, I wiped out all the Chu family's army, and the queen planted me with witchcraft."
"When I was in love in Kunning Palace, I first drugged it with tea, and then arranged for gangsters to destroy my innocence."
"What makes me feel the most chilling thing is that Helan Wu even refuses to see me."
"From today onwards, I have no husband and wife relationship with Helan Wu, only a deep feud in the sea of blood."
Chu Ling'er's voice of denunciation seemed to be still echoing in this Qiluo Palace.
The ancient palm attendant took Luo Wushuang straight to a side hall, walked to the door and said:
"This was originally the palace of His Royal Highness King Jing's biological mother, Concubine Ling."
"Concubine Ling was abolished because of witchcraft, and in the end, this palace was also vacant."
"Next, everything Lord Luo has seen, don't spread it."
Luo Wushuang looked at Gu Zhang's serious expression and nodded solemnly.
On the other side of the palace, Gusu Moran and Helan Jingrui walked one after the other.
Gu Su Moran looked at Helan Jingrui, who was walking in front, thinking about what would happen if he knew about Song Chenyan's escape from prison?
"Hmm" the girl in red muttered, and what caught her eye was a somewhat black and shiny earthen wall. The wall was covered with grease, and there were some fragrant ladies crawling on the wall. She held her stiff neck with one hand and supported herself to her knees with the other.
Isn't this dark, damp wooden cage where the government holds prisoners? I didn't expect that I would have such a day as a dignified lady. The girl in red opened her muddy hands and smiled self-deprecatingly.
"Daughter-in-law! Daughter-in-law! One of them screamed and lunged at the girl in red, but the girl was unmoved, calmly watching the prisoner next door who had hit her head on the log.
"Daughter-in-law, flowers, hey flowers" The prisoner drooled and held a thatched stick.
The girl looked around for a moment, only to find that she had been separated from her people since that day. They weren't locked up together, and she had doubts in her heart, but she didn't have time to think about it.
"Get up! Get up! Time to eat! Two burly prisoners came with porridge buckets.
"Eat! I told you to eat! One of the officials suddenly whipped the prisoners who were fighting for food.
The girl in red also approached the cell door and looked out, paused. The sounds of begging for mercy, crying, quarrelling, and scolding are in my ears.
"Miss Song, it's time to eat." In the two prison guards approaching, a notched black porcelain bowl was placed in front of the cell door, and the porridge water was so clear that it could count a few grains of rice. There is also a hard dimple head.
When the girl squatted down to catch the bowl. One of the round-faced prison guards suddenly glanced at the girl. Suspicion flashed in the girl's eyes, and she didn't intend to follow the meaning of the prison officer, seeing that the prison officer's face was floating with anxiety.
"Bang-" The notched black porcelain bowl flew out and smashed with a crisp sound. The girl raised her eyebrows and said, "I don't eat this dirty thing!" ”
"Hey! You don't know what to do, and you're a noble lady with thousands of flocks in the prime minister's mansion, right? The square-faced prisoner said viciously, raising his hand to whip it.
"Hey, prison chief, you must not fight. How many times can this girl withstand it? This tomorrow Dali Temple will come to mention people! The round-faced prison servant hurriedly persuaded.
"Humph! Don't use Dali Temple to suppress Lao Tzu, there is more than one prison in the capital! I don't know what's crazy about this, I left this girl here alone! The square-faced jailer punched Gemu. Angrily departed.
The round-faced prison servant said flatteringly: "Where is the cell head of Dali Temple, our cell head is well-informed, don't be angry" The voices of the two gradually faded away.
The girl saw that the people gradually dispersed. Only then did he kneel on the ground and grope carefully, and the foolish prisoner next door stretched out his hand, and there was a hard nest lying on his thick palm, and he smiled at the girl and said, "Daughter-in-law, eat, eat." ”
"Shhh The girl showed a sweet smile.
"Good, good." The fool clapped his hands and laughed.
"Then let's see who falls asleep first," said the girl, leaning against the wall and not moving.
The foolish prisoner did the same, and after a while he began to snor, but the bronze key in the girl's palm was so awkward that the girl's face turned crimson.
Xu had closed her eyes for two hours, but the girl was not sleepy, but extremely excited. As if she felt the lights dim until they went out, she opened her eyes faintly.
She moved her body and cautiously walked to the lock of the cell door, the brass key jacking in. With a slight turn, the door lock opens in response. She left a small slit in the door, and when she had passed, she locked it back to its original shape.
She was about to walk down the deep corridor ahead, and she took a deep breath and decided to run. The moonlight shone on the thatched dummy, and the foolish prisoner next door opened his eyes at the same time, and watched the back of the girl in red disappear into front of him with an indifferent expression.
She walked quickly down the corridor of the prison, but her eyes were looking left and right, lest anyone find out. Only a little ahead to break free from the wooden cages, she hurried forward.
Just about to turn the corner, he was caught off guard by someone who strangled his waist and covered his mouth. The girl in red struggled, used her hands and feet together, and said indistinctly: "Hmm"
"Miss Song, don't call me, I'm Song Yi's son." A whisper came from behind his ears.
The girl in red nodded with tears in her eyes, and the person behind her will loosen the shackles on the girl. The girl turned around and stepped back in some fright, the round-faced prison guard trying to reach for help.
The girl in red waved her hand and said in a trembling voice, "Let's go out first." ”
"Yes, it's because the subordinates are less worried, Miss Song, please change into this prison uniform first." The round-faced jail said.
The two of them got out of Jingyin Mansion without danger along the way, got on two fast horses and galloped all the way to the south of the city
Song Chenyan, who was dressed in prison clothes, looked delicate and lovely, she slipped into the back door of Beiyuan with ease, walked all the way towards the familiar courtyard, and walked to the gate of the courtyard, but was blocked from going.
"King Jing commanded that no one should enter." Guards with knives and iron faces blocking the road.
"Anlong, it's me." Song Chenyan took off her headscarf.
"I'm sorry Miss Su, but anyone including you." The guard named An Long looked embarrassed.
"But my people can't wait," Song Chenyan asked again.
"An Long can't be the master, the master has been working hard for the Song family these days, and he almost angered the emperor. Therefore, Miss Song should go to the Snow Garden first and take a rest. An Long made a gesture of inviting back.
If it was according to Su Yan's previous temperament, Beiyuan would definitely be demolished.
When she saw that the lights in the room were still as bright as day, she knew that Helan Jingrui would not abandon her.
Although he was anxious at the moment, he had to go to the Snow Garden first to wait for Helan Jingrui.
An Long looked at the departing back looking lonely and steep, looked back at the room as bright as day, and sighed.
There was no Cangjing figure in the attic, only two figures, one black and one white, standing on the attic on the second floor looking at Su Yan's distant back.
"Lord, today we will drug the little prince and fall asleep, but tomorrow," the black shadow hesitated.
"Confused, this kid has tied his heart to that girl since he was a child, and if he is allowed to rob the prison, Xu will not hesitate." White Shadow said firmly.
Bai Ying then said helplessly. "But it's not a way to **** medicine, just hide it first, and then talk about it if you can't hide it."
"That girl," the dark shadow bowed slightly.
"Naturally, it will be handed over to the royal family, who will dare to take it in after the guilty minister! Isn't there enough trouble for Jing'er? The white shadow flicked his sleeves angrily. (To be continued.) )