The long staircase seemed to have no end, and the cell head in front of him carefully led the way for Sikong Ao.

"Childe, watch your step." The cell boss reminded him, but a pair of thief eyes did not stop spinning around Sikong Ao's body, looking at this person's noble clothes, he couldn't help but wonder what the identity of this person was.

You must know that this is a place where felons are held, and they are usually not allowed to be seen.

Not only did this man come, but he also came with a maid?

Thinking like this, the cell leader's eyes couldn't help but turn around the maid, not to mention, this maid's figure is not bad, but she lowered her head and couldn't see her appearance clearly.

"Lord Wang, the criminal minister Zhao Shi is here." The cell boss led King Zhennan to a cell, unlocked it, and gently pushed the cell door open.

King Zhennan glanced at the cell head expressionlessly, and the maid who followed behind him quickly stepped forward and stuffed the cell head with a silver ingot.

The cell boss burst into laughter, and without saying a word, he retreated with interest.

Standing in front of the cell door, King Zhennan only glanced around the cell slightly, and did not go in, but turned his head to the maid who had been following behind him.

"You can go in on your own."

Hearing this, the girl raised her head slightly, revealing her delicate jaw, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she said in a low voice. "Thank you, Lord Wang."

Although Yun Zhen had never deliberately put on makeup and painted Hua Sang as she did two days ago, Sikong Ao felt that there was a bit of Hua Sang's shadow in her every move, smile and smile.

He couldn't help but shake his head slightly, only sighing that King Dehuai had really spent all his thoughts.

"Let's go in." Sikong Ao turned his back and stood quietly with his hands in his hands.

Yun Zhen glanced at his back a few times before entering.

The cell was cramped and dirty, with an indescribable stench.

It was clear that it was a blue sky and a white day, but the cell was dimly lit, and a small candlestick was lit.

Yun Zhen looked around the room, and finally found a curled figure in the straw pile in the corner, and walked closer, the pungent and unpleasant sour smell came to her face.

The dirty and unkempt old man in front of him was about fifty years old, and he seemed to notice that someone had come in, the old man raised his head slightly, and a pair of tiger eyes that were originally blazing and scorching were now dyed with heavy gloom, and his cloudy eyes moved.

He squinted, as if trying to identify the person in front of him.

"Xiangye."

Yun Zhen bent down and leaned closer, when the old man stepped back sharply as if he had been stimulated by something, and slammed into the wall with a thud.

He grinned in pain and waved his hand again and again.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me."

Panic crawled on his cheeks, scarred and wrinkled, leaning against the wall, though he breathed as if he were pulling somewhere on his body as if he were pulling at him.

At this moment, it seems that he can't care about so much, and the old man is like a frightened child, constantly squeezing towards the corner.

It seemed as if he could disappear from Yun Hao's eyes with such a move.

Yun Zhen was slightly stunned, her pupils dilated unconsciously, and she noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly moved closer.

"Xiangye, it's me, I'm the Lord of Qinghuang."

It was only halfway through Yun Zhen's hand that the old man suddenly reached out and knocked it down, and he screamed. "I don't know, I don't know what an edict is, what edict is not an edict."

"Don't fight, I don't know! I don't know. ”

The old man held his head, chattering in his mouth, back and forth.

Yun Zhen was slightly shocked, and squatted stiffly in place, not daring to approach easily.

After a long time, she suddenly reached out and grabbed the old man's shoulder, hooked it directly, and forced him to look at her in a daze. "Xiangye! Look at me, look at me! ”

The old man first screamed, and then seemed to be attracted by something under Yun Zhen's eyes, and sat slumped in place, looking at Yun Zhen.

"Xiangye, I am Yun Zhen, Hua Yun Zhen, the lord of the Qinghuang County who was personally entitled by the Holy Lord." Yun Zhen deliberately bit the word light phoenix very hard.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and unconsciously followed Yun Zhen in his mouth. "Light Phoenix?"

Seeing that the old man actually reacted to the word Qinghuang, Yun Zhen's eyes lit up, and he spoke. "Yes, I am Qinghuang, the cousin of Princess Huasang, the cousin of Hua Qinghuang, Hua Yunzhen!"

This sentence was like a knife stabbing the old man, and the old man suddenly raised his hand and pushed Yun Zhen away and screamed. "Don't lie to me! Qinghuang, she's dead! ”

"Princess, she's dead!"

Yun Zhen was overwhelmed for a while, and sat on the ground, staring at the old man in a daze, crying and laughing, and his eyes were dead silent.

Before she came, she never thought that Hua Zijing would be so ruthless, and he ordered all the Zhao Mansion to be raided, but he actually drove the auxiliary ministers who watched him grow up and assisted him wholeheartedly.

Zhao Lao was crying and making trouble, and the movement was not small, which naturally alarmed Sikong Ao outside.

Sikong Ao didn't know when he had already entered from outside, and saw Yun Zhen sitting on the ground, staring at Zhao Lao's appearance motionlessly.

He shook his head, looking at Zhao Lao's obviously frightened and crazy appearance, and the expression in his eyes was very complicated.

"Get up."

Yun Zhen looked at a wide palm that suddenly appeared in front of her, and raised her eyes to see the bottom of Sikong Ao's slightly complicated eyes.

Borrowing the strength to get up, Yun Zhen sighed.

"Did the prince know from the beginning?"

Sikong Ao's breathing stagnated slightly, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh, glanced at Zhao Lao from the corner of his eye, and acquiesced.

Yun Zhen withdrew his gaze from Sikong Ao, Sikong Ao didn't know why he didn't know how to match Zhao Lao, Zhao Lao thought that he was cold and arrogant and didn't know how to be polite, but he was a vulgar person, so he often used excuses to ridicule and control him.

Sikong Ao felt that Zhao Lao relied on the old and sold the old, and when he opened his mouth, he was full of Dali, and he was very disdainful.

Although Sikong Ao is not used to Zhao Lao, he knows that Zhao Lao's temperament is a stubborn and old-fashioned scholar, with a sincere heart, how can he collude with foreign enemies?

Sikong Ao was stationed at the border pass, and it was true that he had 200,000 troops, but this time he unloaded his armor and entered Beijing, and only brought some guards.

Moreover, Zhao Lao's case was decided early before he returned to Beijing, and he was helpless even if he had the heart to help.

Looking at Sikong Ao's expression, Yun Zhen could also guess a rough idea, her eyes lowered slightly, and a touch of compassion appeared in her deep eyes.

"Zhao Lao grew up taking care of the imperial sister since he was a child, although he is a bit stereotyped, but he is by no means a traitor to the enemy." Avoiding Sikong Ao's gaze, Yun Hao continued. "Can you let me sort it out for Zhao Lao."

Sikong Ao was slightly stunned, and in an instant he understood what Yun Hao meant, and he just glanced at Yun Hao with complicated eyes, and didn't say much, turned around and walked out of the cell, not long after.

Then a jailer came in with a basin of clean water and put it down, and then withdrew.

When there were only two people left in the cell, Yun Zhen took the candlestick that was sitting aside, took out the silver needle, and roasted it.

"Don't fight, don't fight." Zhao Lao curled up in the haystack with a loose gaze, and there were words in his mouth, only revealing a pair of eyes staring at Yun Zhen vigilantly, as long as she got closer, he began to scream.

Yun Zhen couldn't get close, so she had to talk to Zhao Lao in her mouth, and when he looked up a little blankly, she suddenly stepped forward to restrain him.

"Offended!"

She accurately found the acupoint and pierced the silver needle in her hand, in a vain attempt to awaken some of Zhao Lao's senses.

It's just that Zhao Lao just stood in place and was dazed for a moment, and then began to struggle fiercely again, and he actually pushed Yun Zhen away.

Seeing that the golden acupuncture point had no effect on Zhao Lao, Yun Zhen had to stay until Zhao Lao was quieter and took gentle measures, she cautiously approached Zhao Lao, and was about to bow down to take his pulse and see his symptoms.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Lao suddenly became powerful, and when he opened his mouth, he bit her wrist fiercely.

Yun Zhen snorted softly in pain, but Zhao Lao's hand was extremely strong, and his blood-red eyes were biting and refusing to let go.

Yun Zhen took a step back, struggling to kick the copper basin over.

"Old Zhao! I'm a light phoenix! ”

It's just that Zhao Lao is delirious at the moment, and the more Yun Zhen struggles, the more hateful he becomes.

Old Zhao's cloudy eyes glared at the boss, as if he was about to tear a piece of meat from Yun Hao's hand.

Facing Zhao Lao's expression, Yun Zhen was slightly shaken, and the injury on her elbow seemed to be beginning to be numb.

Because she made a big mistake for a while, the Zhao family was ruined and implicated, which she owed.

Sikong Ao sensed that something was wrong, and when he stepped in, he only saw Yun Zhen standing in place stunned, his elbow being bitten by Zhao Lao in his mouth, and the heavy blood slid down the white elbow. "What are you doing?"

He stepped forward in a few steps and stretched out his hand to knock Zhao Lao unconscious.

Yun Zhen only came back to her senses at this moment, and looked at the traces of flesh and blood on her elbows.

"Xiangye, he is emotionally unstable now, how can you stimulate him." Sikong Ao frowned slightly, and looked at Shangyun Zhen's slightly dazed eyes, but he didn't know how to say it for a while.

The corners of Yun Zhen's lips were pursed, and she looked at Zhao Lao who was slumped to the ground in a daze, slowly squatted down, took a clean handkerchief, and wiped Zhao Lao's face carefully after wetting it.

The blood stains that had come out of the bite marks on her elbow fell into the copper basin, and they were a little red.

Sikong Ao looked at Yun Hao's wound that had not stopped bleeding and bandaged, raised his eyebrows slightly, shook his head slightly, after all, he didn't say anything, took a step back, and stood aside.

After wiping Zhao Lao clean, Yun Zhen tidied up his clothes slightly, although the clothes on his body could not see the original background color for a long time, she still sorted them out very seriously.

"I'm going to get you out."

While arranging her clothes, Yun Zhen whispered into Zhao Lao's ear. "For Hua Qinghuang."

In between, Sikong Ao has been waiting aside.

Yun Zhen quietly followed behind Sikong Ao and came out of the dungeon.

The sun pours on your body, bringing warmth and warmth.

"Lord Wang." Before getting into the carriage, Yun Zhen suddenly stopped.

In the daylight, Sikong Ao squinted slightly, turned his head, and couldn't see what Hua Yunzhen's expression was for a while.

All he could hear was Yun Zhen's flat, gentle voice ringing out again.

"What was said in the previous letter, but the prince has seen it clearly?"