Clusters of snow flew down through the gaps in the skylight, as if countless lost elves had accidentally fallen into the dust in the dark night.

When the delicate snowflakes, like butterflies in early spring, fluttered, they only had a deep joy in their hearts, as if they were reunited, gently knocking on each other's locked heart doors, and those nightmarish existences last night burned out the fire in the furnace, and lit up the eyes that implicated each other.

"You shouldn't be back in prison! It's wise to get out of the city while it's in chaos! ”

Under the snow curtain, his handsome face was like an ice sculpture, and in addition to anger in his eyes, there seemed to be hatred for werewolves.

"At that time, the city was in chaos, and the news of the arrest of the thieves made people panic, and they were afraid that something would happen to you on this trip, so they decided to go back to prison to see.

Afraid that Li Yu would hear some flaws, Bai Bait pretended to be frightened. With that, he handed the porridge bowl to the two of them.

"What's more, we said that we would live together in this troubled world, have you forgotten those words?"

Seeing her smile gently, her smile was as quiet and leisurely as moonlight, and all the ups and downs in his heart seemed to be gone at this moment.

"Bamboo fence small building, drinking tea and thinking about the past, morning and twilight." Reading word by word from the deep eyes of the staring people, holding the porridge bowl she handed over, he refused to let go: "I can't forget." ”

"That's right! So from today onwards, you must take good care of your injuries, heal as soon as possible, and then let's find a way to get out of here together! Li Yu's eyes were firm, and his tone was full of hope.

"What about you?" Bai Bait suddenly asked, "You promised the other two conditions of the wind man, if you can't fulfill them, what will happen?" ”

"There is no if, if I can fulfill his first condition, I can complete the second and third!" Facing the worry in the eyes of the two of them, Li Yu suddenly smiled faintly: "You can rest assured, in fact, I have already thought of a solution!" ”

"What's it!" Bai Bait asked in surprise, eager to know the answer.

Li Yu lowered his head and exhaled slowly, and when he raised his head again, his face was full of carefreeness, and he said extremely calmly: "This is the secret art of the rivers and lakes!" It doesn't work if you say it! ”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in an instant, and a little laughter was like a song of joy in the breeze, and warblers swirled around the entire dungeon.

When the last roast chicken was eaten, the three of them were next to each other, sharing a futon, and soon fell asleep.

Everything is lonely in the end, only a faint snowflake, floating down slowly, charming every sweet dream.

The fire went out, a few traces of cold smoke were like the mist of the early morning, rising from the skylight, lingering in the air, the figures of the soldiers on shift floated before and after the prison of the dead slaves, and the shadows were even more visible, the green slope in the distance was gradually shrouded by a layer of mist, the sun had not yet risen, and from time to time there were one or two cries of jackdaws, breaking the silence of the prison of the dead slaves.

The chains that were untied, like mountain streams and springs, rattled, and a soldier wrapped in a military jacket entered the prison: "Tianzi number prison, Li Yu." ”

The three of them woke up from their sleep, and Li Yu was about to get up and leave, but was held down by a hand: "Second brother, don't move." ”

The general's face was as cold as frost and snow, and he glared fiercely at the soldier.

"Don't worry, big brother, I will definitely return safely in the evening." Li Yu turned his head to Jiangli and said lightly, and then moved his gaze to Bai Bait: "Take care of your injuries, don't worry." ”

The five fingers in the sleeves pinched the corners of the clothes tightly, the palms of his hands were hot, and when he heard the safety in Li Yu's words, Bai Bait couldn't say a word.

Seeing that he was about to turn away,

She felt a pain in her heart, and immediately grabbed his hand, with a little gleam in her eyes: "You must return safely!" ”

Li Yu turned his head and nodded at the two of them with a smile, he knew that this was the only parting, although it was only a day, but for him, it was as long as the years were long, he wanted to be with them all the time, and he didn't want to be separated for a moment, but he knew that he couldn't.

The shadow was far away, Bai Bait couldn't help but want to rush up and send it away by the railing, she really wished that the time could be faster, she really hoped that in the blink of an eye, he could appear outside the dungeon again, laughing and shouting, "I'm back!" ”。

When that long path was completely cold, as far as the eye could see, there were only thick high walls, and a cloud of darkness that swallowed her eyes, which couldn't help but make her recognize the reality once again that this is a dead slave prison!

The cold railing stung the scars on her palms, and her heart beat suddenly...

According to the agreement with Zhao Qiufu, after sending a soldier to the dungeon every morning to transfer people, he entered Zhao Qiufu's secret room from the secret passage and joined Zhao Qiufu, first, to convince Bai Bait and Jiangli, and secondly, to avoid the sight of other officers in the prison, so as to avoid leaving clues and passing into the ears of Mocang Wuji and others. Mo Cang Traceless quietly quickened his pace, and after passing through the secret passage, he came to the familiar secret room.

Calculating the time, he heard the sound of the stone door opening, as he thought, the time was about the same, Zhao Qian turned around and bowed: "Meet His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

"Excuse me!" Mo Cang raised his eyes without a trace, and only one hand was tied behind him, as if he had changed people, which was completely different from Li Yu in the dungeon.

"Quick! Robe! After Zhao Qiu's hair thanked him, he immediately urged people to put on the robe prepared in advance for the prince. His eyebrows were pressed very low, for fear of offending the prince, he bowed and became more respectful: "Please also ask Your Highness to move to the inner room, and prepare your robes for the sake of humiliation." ”

Mo Cang Wuxian wanted to ask, but after a moment of silence, he stared at Zhao Qiu's beard, and groaned meaningfully: "It's hard work!" "There was no expression on his face.

Before seeing the prince's face, Zhao Qiufu could also feel the emotions of the prince's hidden needles, but he didn't understand, what did the prince mean?

When he said goodbye to the prince, the prince had already changed into a monotonous robe. "In the court, it is rumored that the palace and the regent are like needles against Maimang, this battle for the position of the prince is about to break out, according to Zhao Tingwei's opinion, who will win this battle?"

The words came out suddenly, Zhao Qiu was stunned, his eyes were full of incredulity, it was related to the future of the country, how dare he say anything? He hurriedly took a step forward and said in fear: "Your Highness forgives your sins, the humble position is just a small court lieutenant in prison, people speak lightly, and the affairs of the court do not dare to speak falsely." ”

"Oh?" With a face like an iceberg without a trace, he couldn't help but smile faintly: "I'm afraid that Zhao Tingwei has already made up his mind the answer!" Since Zhao Tingwei didn't dare to say it explicitly, then the palace will tell you about it! ”

He stood up with his hands in his hands and snorted coldly: "Tingwei thinks that the regent deserves the position of the prince!" Is that right? ”

Faced with the prince's sudden rhetorical question, Zhao Qiufu only felt that every word was heartbroken. Stunned, he hurriedly knelt in front of the prince, and a chill ran down his spine: "Humble and frightened, please speak up to Your Highness!" ”

Mo Cang couldn't help but glance at Zhao Tingwei without a trace, and sneered: "What Zhao Tingwei said is very sincere!" It's just that what Ting Wei did has already betrayed you! ”

Taken aback by the prince's words, Zhao Qiu's beard was speechless, he tried his best to think about it, and was a little sudden: "Tianzi Prison is an extremely cold place, if there is any injury to His Highness, please forgive Your Highness." "The voice of the guilty is hurried and dull, like raindrops on the drum.

Hearing this, there was no trace of desert suddenly

Some difficulties, he thought, Zhao Qiufu is a person who understands, what he wants to blame, does he really not know? The matter became more and more difficult to solve, and Mo Cangwu frowned and said: "Earlier, this palace said that without the order of this palace, no punishment can be used against the prisoners who are imprisoned in the sky, and in addition, the prison doctor must be asked to treat the people in prison, so how did Zhao Tingwei do it?" ”

Zhao Qiu's beard was even more frightened: "Your Highness Mingjian, the humble post did obey His Royal Highness's order, not only sent warm things to the prison in Tianzihao, but also sent the prison doctor, as for the punishment, the humble post gave an order to the judge earlier, and did not mention the interrogation of the prisoner for the time being." ”

While pondering the reply, while thinking about the truth about the matter, just as the prince hesitated, he suddenly said: "Unless other officers privately transfer the prisoner to ...... alone"

"Who has the right to transfer prisoners privately in this prison?" Mo Cang asked suddenly.

Zhao Qiu replied: "Bad, break the west wind." ”

Hearing the familiar name, Mo Cang Wuji was a little stunned, this person is Mo Cang Wuji! Could it be that this matter has something to do with indifference?

Mo Cang Wuxian frowned and analyzed. Since he is a messenger in prison, he is not qualified to enter the imperial court, and naturally he has not seen his true face, so there will be no second person to know his whereabouts except for Zhao Tingwei!

Retracting his thoughts, Mo Cang lowered his eyes without a trace, and helped Zhao Tingwei up.

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Zhao Qiu was a little frightened.

"It's almost time, it's time for Hongu to go."

"Your Highness!" Zhao Qiu's beard was entangled for a long time, and suddenly said: "The humble duty can protect the female prisoner in the Tianzi prison, but the male prisoner is guilty of the capital crime of assassinating the Mocang monarch, and the humble duty will not last long!" ”

"This palace has decided to protect it, and no one can stop it!" Mo Cang asserted.

"Your Highness, don't forget, that male prisoner is also inextricably linked with the thief, Your Highness is only afraid that one day he will catch fire!" Zhao Tingwei then said solemnly, and the admonition quietly became an exhortation.

Hearing this, Mo Cang couldn't help but smile, his eyes were refined, and he said meaningfully to Zhao Qiu: "Zhao Tingwei keeps saying the word anti-thief, this palace wants to ask, how much does Tingwei really know about this anti-thief?" ”

"Tingwei has been in charge of prison for many years, and he has always acted fairly and strictly, and no one in the people of Mocang has praised and praised! Who is the real thief, Tingwei won't know! If Tingwei doesn't know, he can think about a question: When Tingwei stepped on the land under his feet, was it practical? ”

"The emperor's grace is vast, the servants are humble, and the palace only hopes that one day it can hear a sentence from the mouths of the people's 'just and strict Zhao Tingwei'."

"This palace is not afraid of what will set him on fire, he is afraid that he has made the wrong choice. Tingwei is a person who understands, and some words don't need to be said directly by this palace. ”

What should be said has already been said, Mo Cang Wuxian put away the smile in his eyes, tightened the cloak on his body, and prepared to leave, walking to the stone gate, and there was a faint sound in his ears.

"Your Highness! In the prison of the dead slaves, the regent has a lot of eyeliner, and every step of His Highness's downward movement should be cautious! ”

Looking back at Zhao Tingwei, a faint smile appeared again in his refined eyes, Mo Cang nodded without a trace, turned away, and the smile lingered for a long time...

The stone gate fell gently, and the soldier who led the way said: "Your Highness, the route to cover His Highness's return to the East Palace has been planned, please go this way with the villain." ”

"Not yet." The long and gloomy path went straight down the prison, and he glanced at it without a trace, and suddenly asked, "Where is the place of the mission?" ”