Shen Qianmo sighed secretly in her heart. She had already expected that her move to protect Mo Qingshan's life with the death-free gold medal would definitely make Emperor Mingde furious.

When such a precious gold medal was given to her, she used it to save a person he personally ordered to be executed, didn't he let him shoot himself in the foot? Emperor Mingde felt that his imperial authority had been deeply ridiculed, and he was so angry that he lost his mind for a while.

Shen Qianmo finally saw what "Long Yan was furious", and it was a little terrifying for the Ninety-Five Venerable to start a fire. After all, this is an era of the supremacy of imperial power, and the angry emperor in front of him holds his own power of life and death, as long as he has a few words, he can immediately be in a different place.

Shen Qianmo was helpless, so she had to kneel down again, but her tone was as firm as ever. "The courtiers have no intention of disobedience, please calm the emperor's anger. It's just that Mo Qingshan is the stepfather of the courtier, and now his life is worried, and the courtier's daughter is so anxious that she has to think of this method. Our dynasty has always governed the country with benevolence and filial piety, and I believe that the emperor will be able to sympathize with the courtiers and daughters, and be kind to the courtiers and daughters. ”

"Good, good!" Shen Qianmo's words were sincere, filial piety moved the sky, Emperor Mingde couldn't think of words to refute for a while, so he could only sneer and say a few words of "good", then turned his head and asked Meng Yuanheng: "This is what King Xuan also means?" ”

"Mo'er's meaning is the meaning of the minister." Meng Yuanheng's voice was always cold, and it was not affected by Emperor Mingde's anger in the slightest.

"So, you can also rebel against me for the sake of Mo Qingshan, the father-in-law?" Emperor Mingde looked at Meng Yuanheng with a cold face, a little sad, and faintly with a little hope.

He wished he had heard a negative answer, but he was clearly disappointed.

Meng Yuanheng quietly met Emperor Mingde's eyes, and his firm and stubborn eyes said everything.

Emperor Mingde was completely disappointed. His second son is so affectionate to Mo Qingshan's father-in-law, but he is so indifferent to his biological father, how can he be embarrassed!

He remembered his plans for the position of prince in the past two years. Whether it is talent or talent and strategy, Meng Yuanheng is outstanding among several princes, and recently heard that his leg disease is expected to be cured, and Emperor Mingde really came up with the idea of passing on this throne to this second son.

But now it seems that this second son can't be intimate with himself at all, he is simply disappointed, and he still has to consider carefully the successor.

Emperor Mingde's eyes dimmed a lot for a while, and he seemed to be a little disheartened and said: "Since you both mean this, of course I will fulfill your filial piety." However, since the gold medal for avoiding death is owned by the Shen family, then you can only personally take the gold medal to Yulinwei Prison to save people, if you pretend to pass the decree by someone else, Yulinwei will not agree. ”

The secret execution of Mo Qingshan has been sent down to Yu Linwei, as for whether the Shen family girl has time to save it now, it depends on Mo Qingshan's creation.

"The courtiers obey the order, thank you to the emperor." Shen Qianmo's heart was relieved. No matter what, Emperor Mingde finally agreed.

"Shen family girl, don't blame me for not reminding you, this death-free gold medal will be invalid after one use, have you really thought it through?" Emperor Mingde really felt that it was a pity that Shen Qianmo used such a precious gold medal for avoiding death on Mo Qingshan.

"Courtiers, thank you to the emperor for your success." Shen Qianmo's resolute tone said it all.

Gonggong Li sent Shen Qianmo and Meng Yuanheng out of the Qinzheng Palace, walked to a secluded place where there were few people, and whispered to the two: "Lord Xuan, Miss Shen, the emperor's edict has been sent down to Yulinwei an hour ago, Yulinwei is extremely efficient, the two of them must go to Yulinwei Prison as soon as possible, and the slave is only afraid that Elder Mo can't wait." ”

When Shen Qianmo heard this, she couldn't help but curse in her heart: You old emperor is really sinister enough.

At such a time, when his life was at stake, he also put forward such conditions, making it clear that he wanted to embarrass them.

Yulinwei Prison is located at the southwest end of the imperial city, about a dozen miles away. She can't ride a horse, but if she rides in a carriage, she will have to delay a lot of time, and she will probably not be able to save people in time.

Hurriedly walking out of the huge palace, Shen Qianmo was so anxious that she just wanted to rush to Yulinwei Prison as quickly as possible. But all of a sudden, where to find a horse?

Meng Yuanheng was also very anxious and full of chagrin. There are countless good horses in the Xuanwangfu and Feiyun riding platform camps, especially chasing the wind and chasing electricity, which are thousands of miles a day, but far water can't solve the near fire, and the Xuanwangfu is not close to here, let alone the platform camp that is farther away in the suburbs.

He said to Changdong with some eagerness: "Changdong, hurry to the palace as fast as you can, and let Yan Mo quickly chase the wind to Donghua Gate." ”

When Changdong was waiting to receive the order, not far ahead, a man and a rider were speeding towards the direction of Donghua Gate.

The man on the horse, dressed in a black Jinwuwei commander uniform with gold trim, has tough facial features, awe-inspiring righteousness, and a heroic posture, not who Feng Ze is.

Feng Ze drove a black horse, urged the horse to whip, came to the wind, and walked next to Shen Qianmo, he tightened the reins, and the black horse neighed and stopped.

"Qianmo, get on the horse." Feng Ze stretched out his hand to her, and the four words were crisp and unquestionable.

For Feng Ze falling from the sky like a dark prince, Shen Qianmo was of course overjoyed. If you go with the wind now, I believe you can save a lot of time.

No matter how brilliant Changdong's light skills are, no matter how fast Yan Mo is chasing the wind, it will still take some time to go back and forth from King Xuan's Mansion.

Without further ado, she hurriedly said to Meng Yuanheng: "Ah Heng, time is pressing, I will rush to Yulinwei Prison with Feng Ze first, and you will come in a carriage later, how about it?" ”

Meng Yuanheng had been dark since he saw Feng Ze appear. Now seeing that Shen Qianmo is going to ride with him, he is naturally unhappy in his heart.

However, he also knew that this situation was not the time to be jealous, and Elder Mo's life was more important than anything else.

He reluctantly watched Shen Qianmo hold Feng Ze's hand, Feng Ze pulled hard, Shen Qianmo jumped up, and sat behind Feng Ze.

"Hold it tight." Feng Ze tilted his head slightly and said in a low voice.

"Okay, let's get going." Shen Qianmo nodded, stretched out her arms to wrap around Feng Ze's sturdy waist.

Although this posture seems a little ambiguous, but now Mo Qingshan's life is in danger, and at the moment this is the only way to get to Yu Linwei as soon as possible, and she is also forced to be helpless.

In fact, in modern times, sometimes in order to investigate the case, she and Yuan Lie have also ridden the same locomotive, just like riding the same car now, but she doesn't think it's so inappropriate.

"Drive!" Feng Ze clamped the horse's belly between his legs, whipped the horse, and walked away. In the wind and sand raised by the horse's hooves, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

It was the first time he and her had such intimate contact. Feeling the tightened arms around his waist and the soft body behind him, as well as the faint fragrance that smelled the tip of his nose, Feng Ze's body was slightly stiff, his hard and profound facial features were tense, and an imperceptible flush flashed on his bronzed face.

Meng Yuanheng looked at the direction where the two disappeared with dark eyes, his hands tightly clutched his legs, his thin lips pursed, and his face was pale.

He knew that Shen Qianmo had no love for Feng Ze, and now was a very moment, so he shouldn't be jealous. But seeing Mo'er so close to other men, especially Feng Ze, who this man still coveted her for a long time, he felt sour in his heart, and there was a nameless fire crashing in his body, and he had nowhere to vent his discomfort.

At this moment, he felt extremely disappointed. In a wheelchair, I am simply a wasted person. Riding used to be his proudest thing, but now, he can't even ride a horse.

If his leg disease can't be cured, will Mo'er dislike him?

Shen Qianmo galloped all the way with Feng Ze, and arrived at Yulinwei Prison in a short time.

The Yulinwei Prison is full of felons and secret criminals of the imperial court, and the guards are naturally extremely strict, and idle people cannot enter and leave at all.

At the entrance of the prison, Feng Ze showed his identity card to the guards. The guards naturally recognized it, and hurriedly clasped their hands into fists and bowed: "The villain sees General Wuwei." ”

"Spread the holy oracle to avoid the death penalty of Mo Qingshan. You, take us to the cell. Feng Ze's expression was cold, his eyes were burning and he looked directly at the guard in front of him, and his tone was strong and unrefusable.

The guard hesitated. Just now, he seemed to have heard that the Holy Lord had issued an edict to secretly execute Mo Qingshan, but why did he send General Wuwei to pass on the edict now, saying that he would spare his life, this ...... What the hell is going on?

He glanced at Feng Ze with a little suspicion, but was surprised to find that a beautiful and gentle woman in a plain dress appeared behind General Wuwei.

This beautiful woman is like a fairy, with delicate facial features, white skin as snow, holding a bright gold medal in her hand, with a majestic face and a cold tone.

"The Holy Emperor's gold medal for avoiding death is here, so don't lead the way quickly."

Although he looks petite and weak, his majestic momentum is not inferior to the tall and upright Wuwei General on the side.

Although the guards had never seen the death-free gold medal, they had also heard that this unique death-free gold medal of the Dasheng Dynasty had been given to the future Princess Xuan. Then presumably the woman in front of her is her.

Seeing this, the guards did not dare to slack off, and immediately respectfully bowed their heads to receive orders and led the way in front.

Yu Linwei Prison was dim and gloomy, and Shen Qianmo and Feng Ze followed the guards all the way through a dark passage to the cell where Mo Qingshan was held.

When the cell leader learned of the intention of the two, he said in a rather impatient tone: "That Mo Qingshan was taken away by the commander a quarter of an hour ago, and now he may have been executed. ”

What the! I can't imagine that Yu Linwei's work efficiency is really high, or is it that someone can't wait for Mo Qingshan's life?

Seeing Shen Qianmo's anxious appearance, Feng Ze felt distressed for a while, he grabbed the collar of the cell head, and said in a fierce voice: "Where is the execution room, don't hurry up and lead the way, the emperor has already issued an order to keep Mo Qingshan's life, if you execute yourself privately, do you want to resist the decree and not obey it?" ”

"Yes, the younger one will take the two of them to the execution room." On the one hand, the cell leader was shocked by Feng Ze's momentum, and on the other hand, he couldn't afford to resist the order, so he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly nodded his head in agreement.

The execution chamber was in the deepest part of the Yulinwei prison. When the two of them hurried to the door, they happened to see Mo Qingshan kneeling on the ground, his hands tied behind his back, and a black veil covering his face, while a Yu Linwei was about to raise his hand and slash at his neck.

"Stop!" At the last moment, Shen Qianmo shouted urgently, pulled off the hosta on his head casually, and threw it towards the cold and shining steel knife with all his strength.

The sound of "ding" was crisp and loud in the silence of the execution chamber. The hosta fell to the ground and shattered in response, and the steel knife in the hand of the executing Yu Linwei also shook.

Shen Qianmo's clear and firm voice then sounded: "The gold medal for avoiding death is here, under the emperor's command, Mo Qingshan will be exempted from the death penalty." ”