After a while, Huang Huaide squinted his eyes: "Since this is the case, then why are you pretending to be the palace maid of the Chengwu Palace?" ”

Yan Xiaowei sighed slightly: "My sister is now an important suspect, if I directly say that I am Yan Haiyue's sister, will you still let me in?" ”

After hearing this, Huang Huaide seemed to feel that there was a little truth in this answer, and his eyes eased slightly, but he was still so cold.

"Another question, what is the relationship between you and the prince?" Speaking of this, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes: "Do you really not know, or have you been calculated?" More than 20 years ago, my father wrote a seven-character poem, but Wang Shijie's old thing took him to prison for insulting the Baili clan, was imprisoned for six years, and finally died of illness in prison, do you think my relationship with Wang Gonggong will be good? I can't figure out why he asked you to come to me with a waist card! ”

Hearing this, Yan Xiaowei sighed in her heart, no wonder she felt that this person had a strong aura on her body since she saw this Huang Huaide, as if she was possessed by a god. It turned out that his father was wrongfully imprisoned, so when it comes to the prince, it seems that he hates it like this. In this way, Huang Huaide is the person of the prince, which can basically be ruled out.

At the same time, she also figured out another point, I am afraid that the prince did not have any good intentions when he gave her the waist card. He just wants to send her into the hands of this person who is hostile to himself, and solve it by the hands of others.

However, no matter how cunning the prince was, he didn't expect that this Huang Huaide was not so ignorant of right and wrong, as long as he was a person who was involved with the prince, he would be put to death. Therefore, although Yan Xiaowei was apprehensive in her heart, she was not as scared as she was just now.

In the final analysis, this Huang Huaide is also a poor person.

Yan Xiaowei tugged at the corners of her mouth, and said matter-of-factly: "Yes, it is estimated that the prince can't get used to me, so he deliberately sent me to your hand, and wanted to borrow your hand to end me." ”

Huang Huaide listened, but was unmoved, his eyes were still staring at her: "Why should I believe you?" What if you and the prince are in the same group, and you just deceive me by acting hostile on the surface? You also said that Yan Haiyue is an important suspect in the imperial court, in case you collude with the prince and actually approach Yan Haiyue to make some small moves, then wouldn't I be tricked by you as a king? ”

As he spoke, as soon as he used his hand, the bones on Yan Xiaoyi's neck made a "click" sound: "Before I want to kill you, get out of me!" ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pushed, and Yan Xiaoyi's whole person was pushed by him. At the moment when she was about to fall, her waist suddenly warmed, and then the whole person fell into a warm embrace.

The warm big palm firmly held her waist, and Yan Xiaowei twisted her slightly painful neck to look up, facing Shang Rong Xiu's deep dark eyes.

He will tightly wrap his arms around Yan Xiaoyi's waist and bring her whole person to his side. The strong arm crossed Yan Xiaoyi's body, forming a domineering protective posture.

However, from Huang Huaide's point of view, he saw a figure suddenly spinning down from the beam of the house. With a flip of his wrist, the direction of the knife in his hand changed, straight to Rong Xiu's throat, and his tone sank suddenly: "Who are you!" ”

Rong Xiu's right hand moved suddenly, and with his movements, Huang Huaide's hand holding the knife also tightened.

Just when he held his breath and was about to pounce at any time, Rong Xiu flipped his wrist and took out a waist card from his waist.

Huang Huaide looked at the words on the waist card, and his eyes were deeply fixed on Rong Xiu, and then he opened his mouth and asked: "General Rong has a gate and doesn't leave, why is he sneaking on the beam of my prison?" ”

Rong Xiu calmly put away his waist card and smiled at Huang Huaide: "General Ben came here today to ask Yan Haiyue if he wanted to ask Yan Haiyue, he was supposed to go through the gate, but there was a sudden episode in the middle. The prince of the Palace of Cultivating Hearts gave my lady his waist card and asked her to come to you. In order to find out where you are standing Lord Huang, Ben Jiang and the lady had to quietly test it. During this period, I have offended a lot, and I ask Lord Huang to forgive me. ”

Huang Huaide listened, twisted his eyebrows, didn't say he was angry or didn't say he wasn't angry, but silently put away the knife in his hand.

Just when Yan Xiaoyan and Rong Xiu were about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly handed over his gaze and said with a somewhat determined expression: "Something happened to the princess." ”

This short sentence is not a question sentence, but a declarative sentence. It shows that in his heart, he can already be sure of the situation of the prince, as if he has been prepared for the arrest of the prince.

Rong Xiu didn't expect this person to be so smart, but he raised his eyebrows, and nodded without hesitation with some approval: "Yes, Lord Huang is shrewd." However, I'm afraid it's a bit condescending for you to be a little jailer here, if you want, you can come to our Rong family army to be a captain! ”

Who in this hundred miles does not know the majesty of this Rong family army? Those who can be selected into the Rong family army are the elite of the elite, let alone the captain?

However, Huang Huaide shook his head and directly rejected Rong Xiu: "No, I'm used to being on an errand in the heavenly prison, and General Xie Rong is kind." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly made a move, and found out of nowhere a lamp and lit it with a fire breaker.

The faint candlelight swept away the darkness around at once, and Yan Xiaoyi could see that they were standing on a corner at the moment, with a long corridor behind them, and dozens of steps in front of them, extending to the upper floor.

Huang Huaide moved the candlestick down so that the steps under his feet could be seen more clearly: "Two, come with me!" ”

As he spoke, he walked up the stairs, his black boots rattling on the stone steps, leaving a trailing sound.

After a while, Yan Xiaoyun and Rong Xiu followed him to the upper floor, and unlike the downstairs, this was not an iron fence cell next to each other, but a room separated by a room. There was only a small window in the door, some of which were dark, others faintly lit. Although it still looks a little cold, it looks good compared to the downstairs.

A few people walked to the door of the deepest room on the second floor and stopped, there was a faint candlelight from the small window, Yan Xiaoyi stood on tiptoe and looked in from the window, only to see a thin figure curled up on the table, holding the table with both hands, and it was also the only candle in this room.

She sighed in her heart.

Huang Huaide's "click" The sound of unlocking the lock, which was not too loud, suddenly alarmed Yan Haiyue, she was like a rabbit, a spirit jumped up from the table, her red eyes were wide open, and she stared at the door in panic and did not move.

The dignified and straight body that always sits on weekdays is shrinking at the moment, his shoulders are sagging softly, the whole person is trembling unconsciously, and he even knocked down the candlestick on the table in a panic. The table was old, old and old, and the edge of the table was broken, revealing a large piece of sawdust. Now, as soon as the candlestick fell, the flames spread along the tabletop, like tongues of fire, as if they were about to swallow the table whole.

Frightened by their sudden appearance, or by the fire that had been ignited by the sudden turn of the candlestick, she stood at the table in horror, and her face became paler by the light of the fire.

Seeing this, Rong Xiu's expression froze, grabbed a bucket from the corner of the wall, and extinguished the fire on the table with a "poof".

Yan Haiyue didn't have time to dodge, and the splash almost dodged her!

However, as soon as she raised her face and her eyes fell on Rong Xiu, her expressionless appearance suddenly loosened a little, and she looked at him in a daze, as if she asked in disbelief: "Ah Xiu, why are you here?" ”

It was the eyes of a woman looking at the man she loved, and even in the faint candlelight, it was still visible.

Yan Xiaowei blinked, and suddenly felt that this situation was a little ridiculous.

It's as if two sisters are fighting for a man, and in fact, it's true.

Yan Haiyue's hand unconsciously grabbed Rong Xiu's clothes, her eyes blinked, and she said almost with a cry: "Ah Xiu, you are finally here, I'm so scared!" ”

Because she was locked up here, she seemed to have been frightened a lot, and her whole person was fragile, as if she would be blown away by a random gust of wind, and her tearful eyes were even more pitiful to me.

Yan Xiaowei blinked, and suddenly felt that she was like a rival in love here, or a rival in love who blocked her sister's marriage.

As early as on the way back to Beijing from the bagpipe yuan, she felt that Yan Haiyue and the third prince Baili Yechen had no feelings, but after all, feelings were a matter of two people, and she couldn't tell anything as an outsider. It wasn't until this moment that she saw Yan Haiyue's dependence on Rong Xiu and her infatuation with Rong Xiu that she felt if she was really wrong.

All along, she felt that Yan Haiyue had done something too much to her, and she actually poisoned herself because Rong Xiu was with her. However, now, from Yan Haiyue's point of view, if the person she has been thinking about is engaged to her sister, she will probably collapse.

Thinking like this, Yan Xiaowei felt a trace of guilt in her heart for the first time.

Looking at Yan Haiyue's thin body, almost all of them leaned on Rong Xiu's body, as if a young beast had finally found its patron saint. She bowed her head slightly and silently withdrew from the room.

However, she stepped out of the threshold on her front foot when a familiar figure followed behind her.

Rong Xiu twisted his eyebrows, grabbed her wrist tightly, and his voice was low and tight: "Yan Xiaoyi, where are you going?" ”

Yan Xiaowei glanced at Yan Haiyue, who was thrown away by Rong Xiu in the room, and was looking at this side with tears in her eyes, and her whole person was extremely weak.

She lowered her eyes slightly, and shook off Rong Xiu's hand without a trace: "It's too stuffy here, I want to breathe." Here, it's enough to have you. ”