"Idiot! Rather than wait for you idiots to spread the word, this king might as well kill himself sooner! All the careful thoughts seemed to be unable to escape his eyes, and he stared at the wolf viciously and viciously, his tone full of disappointment and disgust.

After being sarcastically ridiculed by Mocang Wuji, Cang Wolf's brain turned, and he suddenly understood something, he looked in the direction of the dead slave prison again, and realized: It turns out that standing tall and seeing far away is true!

"Hundreds of white-armored troops surrounded and suppressed the city, and they couldn't catch a prince without soldiers? Nearly 100 wolves were released! Less than half of them came back! Are you all a bunch of dead people? The anger was uncontrollable, and Movic reprimanded fiercely.

"The prince is angry, the slave is ......" was scolded by Mo Cang Wuji, and the wolf could only spit out a few useless words, trying to explain something, but his brain suddenly fell silent, and he couldn't help but be arrogant: Are we really stupid? Cangwolf secretly shook his head unwillingly, a spirit, and said aggrievedly: "It's not that there are no soldiers and no soldiers, there is a beautiful woman by the prince's side to accompany ......" The voice was like a mosquito and a fly.

"Idiot! And the face to say? can't even catch up with a female prisoner, why not go to the palace? "Mocang Wuji's ears are very good, where can he not hear the wolf's whispering? However, when he mentioned the female prisoner who walked with the prince all the way, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Afraid that his next sentence would be to send himself to the palace, Cangwolf closed his mouth tightly, held his breath, and did not dare to make any sound. After a while, seeing that the anger on Mo Cangwuji's face gradually disappeared, he dared to speak.

"Hasn't the prince always only looked at the results? If the result is good, the process is just a glimpse, and the prince does not have to disturb himself. I have already sent someone to guard the prison of the dead slaves, and now that the prince is in the prison of the dead slaves, even if he has wings, he can't fly out of the palm of the prince's hand! Next, we just need to catch the turtle in the urn! ”

"It makes sense."

Sky! Boasted? For the first time in more than 20 years, I was praised by the owner! The wolf's heart perked, and starlight shone in his eyes.

"But," Mo Cang Wuji's words changed, and there was doubt in his eyes: "The prince knew that the dead slave was a tiger's den in Longtan, but he finally chose to return, what was the motive for letting him come back?" Is this consistent with his purpose of being alone in the midst of the slaves? If there is nothing hidden in this, who would believe it? ”

On the night of his birthday, the cold disease was in the front, and the vomiting blood was in the back, and he was alone in prison...... Layer upon layer, the truth finally surfaced! He boasted that he was smart and clear-sighted, but he was still deceived by the prince, and Mo Cangwuji suddenly felt that his good fourth brother was really getting better and better at acting! Looking back, from the beginning of looking for the topographic map of the palace to now risking death and being imprisoned, there must be a shocking secret hidden behind the little clues! What the hell does he want to do?

The waves were clouded, and the second monk was confused. "So... So, don't kill? ”

"Kill! How not to kill! Mocang Wuji suddenly smiled evilly.

"Then please give the prince an order immediately! If it drags on like this, I'm afraid that the prince will return to the East Palace with the help of the director of the dead slave prison! The wolf gave the order, and his tone began to become hurried and uneasy.

"The best way to kill a person is never to give him a knife, but to destroy what he wants most." Mo Cangwuji spat a few mouthfuls of white gas into the air, and said lightly: "Let's see what he wants." ”

Looking at the smile flashing in Mo Cang Wuji's eyes, Cang Wolf's face was full of sleep, and he didn't know what Mo Cang Wuji meant.

"The people who sent us are firmly eyeing the crown prince to death, and he must not be allowed to find a chance to return to the East Palace!"

Dawn, like a sharp sword, split the heavy night, a glimmer of light appeared from the sky, the darkness had nowhere to hide, as far as the eye could see, the sky and the earth were the same color, and the fog was thick.

"Where is the thief who was arrested last night being held at this time?"

"Arrest this escaped slave immediately!"

"Against

Where is the thief? ”

Pale mist shimmered in the sky like a ghost, hovering over the rancid prison. The entrance of the dark prison of the dead slave is like a beast crawling in the snow, with its mouth wide open, waiting for the arrival of its prey, and a few wild shrubs that have not heard of the name of the flower are very conspicuously dotted at the gate, lining the already cold and lonely prison even more coldly. White Bait argues with several soldiers.

"Tell me where the thief is kept, tell me where he is kept!" The mud-like heavy body could not withstand the resistance of the soldiers' blades and arms, and the white bait fell on the steps of the gate, trying his best to support half of his body with one hand, and the pain hit his whole body. She raised her eyes and begged, "Please tell me, tell me!" Tell me! ”

In my ears, there was a long dead silence! The occasional jackdaw cry made people panic in their hearts. The indifference and majesty of the soldier made her feel completely hopeless, and she kept pleading and screaming, and tears could not stop flowing in her dull eyes.

Needless to say, at this moment, she has completely lost her mind, what will be the result of returning to prison? Put down your self-esteem and ask for a few wind people? What about step-by-step planning? What about the foolproof method? Even she thought it was ridiculous! I know that begging is in vain, but I still want to break through and fight! It's a big deal, and your head will bleed! When you see blood, you may be sober!

As he said, the more angry he is, the easier it is to lose his mind. Now that the shortcomings have been exposed again, she wants to hear his voice again, and listen to him once again in his ear, seriously accusing herself, "The more angry you are, the easier it is to lose your mind!" ”。 She frantically shouted his name in her heart, but begged him to be safe and sound, and when she saw him again, she would uproot this defect from her heart and change it severely!

This will be the last time she will scream like a madman in front of her enemies, but I hope to see him again!

The scars on the table are in shambles, and the senseless disputes and resistances can really touch the cold stubborn stone in the werewolf's belly? The bare earth is shackled by several feet of deep snow, how can it be that the ice is soluble and the grass is green?

Tiredness burrowed from her feet to her flesh and marrow, and in an instant, her limbs, her bones, were soft and fluttering, and she sat on the cold steps like a puddle of mud, and she still had the strength to stand up.

The boundless darkness swallowed her up, and the white bait fell to the ground, never to get up again, and the cold wind slowly pierced through her white prison uniform, and finally, she never felt cold again.

"White bait!" The panicked voice broke through the air, and in the boundless darkness, a faint light outlined his vague figure, until the exit of the prison, the tall and majestic figure was fully revealed, and Mo Cang Wuxian scolded the soldiers on both sides angrily: "Even her, you dare to hurt?" Don't die! ”

Immediately leaned down, hugged the white bait tightly in his arms, looked at her pale face, and couldn't help but feel a faint pain in his heart: I said that I would hide outside and wait for me, why are you so stupid! In front of me, another fog was churning.

Shocked by a burst of domination over the world, the soldiers almost couldn't believe their eyes, in a trance, almost knelt on the ground in shock, peeking at him dressed as a prisoner, embarrassed to the extreme, once he came back to his senses, he stopped this shameful action, they frowned, and were about to stand up and teach this arrogant male prisoner a good lesson, who knows, there are a few people behind the male prisoner! His eyes widened at the time, and this time, he knelt without thinking. "Zhao Tingwei."

"Come on, bring these two..."The person who spoke, Zhao Qiu, had a short beard and long hair, except for a black corset, there was no superfluous embellishment on the blue-black official robe. He pinched the Black Moon Knife in his hand, paused, and said quite calmly: "Two prisoners, bring them into the Tianzi cell." With that, the two soldiers who followed behind him walked forward.

Seeing this, several soldiers kneeling on the ground couldn't help but want to raise their heads, with a faint hesitation in their eyes, Zhao Tingwei was there

They have always been a "cold lion" in their hearts, since he took office for three years, the discipline in prison is extremely strict, in the past in Mocang, now in Qinhuai, the same is true, because of his indifferent and harsh character, there are very few people who dare to take the initiative to talk to him head-on. Now, the two prisoners in front of him were originally people who had been in prison and tried their best to hunt them down all night, according to the law, death row prisoners took the lead in making trouble, and they should be punished very harshly, if the death row prisoners escaped from prison, they would be executed immediately, and now Zhao Tingwei's move is too abnormal.

Mo Cang temporarily collected the sadness in his eyes, he gently got up and picked up Bai Bait, and his weak body, like a floating petal, was embedded in his broad arms. When he looked back at Zhao Tingwei, his eyes were as calm as ever.

Earlier, he was sure that Bai Bait had a way to return to prison safely and get the exact news of his departure, but Bai Bait was too anxious to hesitate, so he completely trusted himself. He placed the white bait in a relatively secluded place outside the prison and entered the prison alone.

Before successfully leaving the prison last time, his identity had been informed to Zhao Tingwei, and when he was in prison, he woke up Zhao Tingwei with just the word "Chen", successfully entered the prison, and asked Zhao Tingwei to cooperate with him to continue the last play. learned that Jiang Lizheng was being detained in the Tianzi cell, so Zhao Tingwei put the two of them in the Tianzi cell together.

Waiting for the prince's eyes to slowly leave his calm afterglow, Zhao Tingwei's deep eyes suddenly dimmed, and his face was full of solemnity, the prince's meaning, where would he not understand? The prince is reminding himself that he is strict with his tone, not only to those related to the prince, but also to Movicunji and others.

Now the situation in this court is much more severe than before, the former prince is a combination of the thousands of favors of Empress Xiao and the Mocang monarch, and no one in the court dares to compete with the East Palace. Now, the battlefield of the imperial court struggle has shifted to Li Sang, and Empress Xiao is far away in Mocang, and the prince has lost a big backer, and after the prince arrives at Li Sang, whether it is his own state or the situation in the court, he is far less than he continues to have the upper hand in Mocang. Frequent admonitions repeatedly touched the prestige of the monarch, which had already indicated the danger of the East Palace, but on the night banquet, between the prince and the Mocang monarch, step by step, it was like fire and water, and the prince lost again, and now the East Palace is already in danger.

The princelings and the Changwang party are-for-tat, intensifying, the head of the 32nd regiment under the command of Spajia is Po Xifeng and appointed as a prison messenger, and has already stood in the Changwang party camp, and Zhao Qiufu is also an important position of the court lieutenant in the prison, and he has always been clean and impartial, but now he is closely connected with the prince's secrets, and he is finally trapped in this battle for power. I'm afraid that the road ahead will become more and more difficult.

Glancing at the sky, the gray clouds gradually drifted in, and as soon as the morning sun rose, it gradually lost its light... Zhao Tingwei turned to the road back to the camp, secretly breathed a long sigh of relief, and carefully walked every step under his feet.

Tianzi cell is the harshest cell in the prison of dead slaves, as soon as Qin Huai enters the cold winter, the cell of Tianzi will become what people call the "immortal iceberg", every long night, the surface of the damp dungeon will condense a thin layer of ice crystals, when the morning sun rises again, those ice crystals begin to slowly melt, forming a circle of small pools of water, scattering a faint cold.

Blood-red flowers, cracked skin, rolled flesh wounds, a corpse with a human figure swinging on a cold surface, if not, the blood-stained eyelashes trembled slightly, and it was completely impossible to see that this was a person who still had breath.

The feeling of blood flowing, calm and numb, slowly, he closed his eyes, and his bleeding wrist slowly slipped into a small pool of water, and the transparent water waves were actually warm...

A line of red blood slowly swayed up from the severed wrist, endlessly, and the blood swayed enchantingly in the pool of water like a thin and slender line, and then swung away, and in the curling white mist, the transparent water gradually turned transparent red.

A white mist rose softly from the warm water, and the blood stained the water in the pool a dark red...