Meng Sui stood in the darkness, looking up at the high wall.

When he was not injured, such a wall could not even turn ten or eight without panting!

But now, he has more than enough heart and not enough strength.

"Lord Meng, such a high wall, you have to have flying claws to go up, right?" Zhang Di whispered with an embarrassed face.

Meng Suijie didn't expect that such a village girl as Zhang Di would know about the flying claw, and looked at her in surprise.

Zhang Di said calmly: "That's what is written in the book."

"......" Meng Sui twitched slightly at the corner of her mouth, she had read some messy scripts, and even the essentials for climbing the wall were introduced.

Just when the two of them looked at the wall and sighed, helpless, a bright candle flame that flickered in the dark night quickly approached here.

"There are assassins, catch assassins!"

"Hurry, hurry!"

"Don't let him run!"

The sound of hurried footsteps and shouts approached.

Meng Sui didn't have time to think about it, so he pulled Zhang Di to quickly dodge and hide behind the flowers and trees next to him.

This backyard should be neglected on weekdays, and the flowers and trees grow luxuriantly without any rules, let alone hiding two people in the night, even if it is two people hiding in the daytime, it is not easy to be noticed.

Two men, one tall and one short, fled in a hurry by stepping on the dark moonlight all over the ground, while behind them was the swaying firelight, and the sound of killing was loud, shaking the grass and trees beside the road.

The two men turned back as they ran, extremely fast, and shook off the guards who were catching up behind them for some distance.

Running under the back wall, the two men exchanged glances.

The tall man clenched his hands into fists in front of him, and at the same time, the short man's toes tapped on the ground, and then the weight landed on the tall man's hand.

The tall man raised his hand and raised it heavily.

The short man took advantage of his strength to leap into the air as light as a swallow, and when he reached the top of the wall, he stretched out his hands as fast as lightning to climb the thistle on the wall.

Then he was not afraid of the sharp and hard thistles, jumped up, and stood on the dense thistles, looking like he was about to climb over a high wall of more than a foot.

At the same time, there was a sound of breaking the void in the void, and I saw a flying claw with a flickering cold light over the wall, just stuck firmly in the dense iron thistle terrestris.

A thumb-thick rope hung down, swinging silently.

The tall man rushed over with an arrow, grabbed the end of the rope and tugged at it, and then hung in the air and climbed upwards without stopping.

His movements were as fast as the wind, and his body swayed and left an afterimage.

The wall is more than a foot high, and he has already climbed half of it in a few breaths.

At this moment, the relentless guards also approached.

A "boom" sound broke through the air.

A dozen feathered arrows with a sharp tail note coldly pierced the night, swarming behind the two men.

"Puff puff" The sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh was heard, mixed with the sound of clanging.

The arrows that hit the wall bounced and landed on the ground.

The short man who was climbing on the wall and was about to climb over the wall screamed miserably, his body went limp, and he lay on the wall.

Tribulus stabbed into his body, blood splattering in the night.

He snorted, his body twitched twice, the whole person was limp and did not move, his upper body hung on the thistle, and the lower half of his body drooped down softly.

Several arrows pierced his body, and the tail of the arrow pointed at the distant dark sky, flowing with a cold white shimmer.

Blood fell from the wall, and the bloody gas was so thick that it was difficult to dissolve.

The man who grabbed the claw rope and climbed up was like a hedgehog on his back, and before he could even scream, he fell to the ground.

A large area of blood spread under his body, seeping through the cracks of the blue bricks.

The group of guards approached, inspected the tall man lying on the ground, and turned back to Ah Yong, "Chief, there is no breath left.

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Ah Yong nodded expressionlessly: "What is on you?"

The guard searched the tall man's body carefully and shook his head, "If you go back to the chief, there is nothing to identify yourself."

Ah Yong looked up at the short man hanging on the thistle, and frowned slightly: "It's late at night now, and after dawn, pull that person down and search carefully." He kicked the tall, dead man, "Carry him away first."

The guards all claimed yes, and the two men walked away with the tall man one after the other.

The guard at the head looked at the tall man's body and was puzzled: "Chief, he didn't steal anything, and His Highness is not in the mansion, what are these two people here for?"

Ah Yong narrowed his eyes slightly: "I'm afraid it's coming for that person."

The guard at the head of the guard was stunned: "Then, what should I do, that person is very important, and he must not be allowed to escape."

Ah Yong sneered: "His injuries are serious, and the medicine he uses is extremely heavy and weak, if you want to run, hum, it's not that easy," he paused slightly, but still said cautiously: "However, I still have to change places for him, and after dawn, I blindfolded him and sent him out and changed to Gudefang."

The head of the guards should claim to be.

Ah Yong turned to leave, and quietly glanced at the verdant flowers and trees.

After a long stick of incense, after the place was completely quiet, Meng Suiqi and Zhang Di, who were behind the flowers and trees, glanced at each other before carefully poking their heads out.

The two of them probed their brains out, walked to the wet pool of blood, and looked at it a few times in fear.

A few trails of blood snaked into the distance.

Zhang Di's heart was beating for a while.

If it weren't for Fang Cai's quick response, she would be the one who was ejaculated into a sieve now.

Meng Sui has seen many such scenes, and the lives in his hands are not one or two, but his face is calm, and he walks down the wall to see the flying claws hanging on the wall.

I don't know if those people didn't put this flying claw in their eyes at all, or they forgot to take it away, this flying claw hung on the thistle, and the rope hung down, but it was cheaper for Meng Sui to separate them.

Meng Sui grabbed the rope and grabbed it, and the flying claws were embedded in the thistle, without a trace of shaking, very strong.

He looked at the smooth wall with nowhere to focus, and then turned his head to look at Zhang Di again.

If he was not injured, it would not be difficult to jump up with Zhang Di in the air.

But now, he looked at his right hand.

He only has one hand to climb hard, and his feet have nowhere to focus, it is still difficult for him to go up by himself, and with another person, he is afraid that he will not be able to climb halfway, and both of them will have to fall down and have a bruised nose and swollen face.

Zhang Di obviously realized this problem, took a step forward, and asked Meng Suijie in a low voice: "Lord Meng, with such a high wall, there is no place for your feet to step on, so it's not easy to climb the mountain, right?"

Meng Sui pondered for a moment, and his eyes fell on the traces left by Fang Cai's arrow on the wall, with different shades and uncertain positions.

He touched it, and although the arrow marks were not deep, they finally made the wall a little rougher, at least there was a place under his feet to focus on.

His eyebrows jumped, and he hurriedly picked up the arrow on the ground, picked up another stone, and let Zhang Di hold the arrow, and smashed the tip of the arrow into the wall.

Zhang Di was stunned: "In this way, won't it leave traces? Someone will find out!"

Meng Sui pursed his lips and glanced at Zhang Di.

Zhang Di realized that she had said something stupid, and in an instant she understood Meng Sui's intentions, and hurriedly picked up another arrow and put it in a suitable position on the wall.

Meng Sui moved his left wrist and took a deep breath.

His injuries were too serious, and his body was very weak, and he had used up most of his strength when he smashed it.

He had to take his time.

After a pause, Meng Sui said to Zhang Di, "Move up."

Zhang Di let out an "oh".

The two of them nailed an arrow like this, rested for a while, and did not dare to make too much noise, and it took more than half an hour before the flying claws hung down

Four arrows smashed into the wall next to the rope.

These four arrows were enough to support Meng Sui's smooth climb to the wall, but as for Zhang Di, he turned his head and glanced at Zhang Di.

Zhang Di naturally knew what Meng Sui meant by that glance, she looked at the four arrows that were extremely far apart, and she was a little at a loss.

But they have been delaying for too long, and they can't afford to delay any longer.

Zhang Di puffed up her courage and said, "Don't worry, Lord Meng, I won't hold you back."

Meng Suijie looked at Zhang Di's faintly pale face, and her voice involuntarily softened: "You go first, don't be afraid, I will follow you." He paused, and looked up at the body of the short man on the wall: "When you go up, lie on that person, don't be hurt by thistles."

Zhang Di let out a "hmm", rubbed her somewhat damp hands, grabbed the rope, and stepped on the nearest arrow to her.

In the end, the arrow was smashed into it in a hurry, and the nail was not so firm, Zhang Di didn't dare to step on it so solidly, only pad it in vain, and grabbed the rope with both hands.

When she climbed halfway up the wall, Zhang Di only felt that her hands and feet were sore, but the last arrow was still very far away from her, and she could barely reach it.

Her legs were fluttering, and she easily climbed to the wall with arrows, but her hands and feet were completely weak, and she couldn't climb to the wall at all.

She stretched out her hand and tried again, but suddenly her arm went limp, and the whole person fell down.

The scream was in her throat, and she was about to scream, but she felt that her body was light, and as soon as she saw a flower, the person lay on the bloody dead man.

Her hands were covered with blood, slimy, she was scared into a cold sweat, her heart fluttered, and she almost jumped out of her cavity.

Before she came back to her senses, a muffled snort came into her ears, and she turned her head to look, only to see Meng Sui barely holding on to the wall with one hand, and she was almost unable to support it.

Zhang Di was startled, and hurriedly used the little strength left in her body to drag Meng Sui up.

Meng Suiqi pulled out the arrow from the short man and threw it into the courtyard.

The two men sat down on the body of the short man, resting for a moment to calm their minds.

Zhang Di turned her head to look behind her, only to feel dizzy and dizzy, and her heart was beating wildly.

At such a high place, she really climbed up.

But I'm going to jump off here in a moment.

Isn't jumping from such a high place to fall to death?

I can't think about it, and I tremble when I think about it.

Zhang Di asked tremblingly: "Meng, Master Meng, for a while, do you want to jump from here?" Yes, you're going to break your leg, right?"

Meng Suiqi didn't speak, but silently changed the direction of the flying claw, re-clamped it, lifted the rope, and threw it down the outer wall.

"I'll go down first." Meng Sui grabbed the rope with one hand, tapped the outer wall with his toes, and fell down one by one.

The speed of descent is obviously much faster than the speed of climbing.

And with the experience of climbing the high wall, Zhang Di's hands and feet were also a lot sharper, although she still stumbled when she came down, but she still landed on the ground steadily.

stepped on the ground firmly, Zhang Di realized that she had really escaped death, her legs were weak, and she fell to the ground with a "poof".

Meng Suijie knew that now was not the time to rest in discouragement, and those small people in the Han Palace's mansion might find out that they had escaped at any time, and then chase them out.

He pulled Zhang Di up and said in a low voice, "Find a hidden place to hide first, and then go out of the city when the door opens."

Hearing this, Zhang Di suddenly shook her head as if she suddenly remembered something: "Get out of the city!" No, I don't want to go out of town! I don't go out of town!"

Meng Sui frowned and said, "You don't go out of the city? Where are you going without leaving the city?"

"I'm going home! I'm not homeless!" Zhang Di glared at Meng Sui.

Meng Sui was stunned, yes, Zhang Di was originally forced to enter the Han Palace, and took this opportunity to escape, and waited for nothing if she didn't hurry home quickly

Why?

But with her current status, everything is not all right when she returns home!

Meng Sui glanced at Zhang Di up and down, and slowly whispered to scare Zhang Di: "You are a serious concubine of the King of Han, and leaving without the permission of the King of Han is a concubine, and it is to endanger your brother."

Zhang Di was really frightened, and stood in the corner with her mouth slightly open, not knowing what to say for a long time.

She has seen how miserable and embarrassed the escaped concubines who were captured in her hometown were cleaned up, and the beating was not the worst, and even the mother's family members were pointed at and had no place to stand, which was the most miserable.

She shuddered, and suddenly came back to her senses: "No, I'm not going home, I, I'm going to Qin Wangfu, I'm going to Qin Wangfu, my brother told me when he left, if he doesn't make a decision, he will go to Qin Wangfu!"

Meng Sui was stunned, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, the concubine of the King of Han went to the King of Qin, if this was discovered, it would be the biggest excitement in the whole capital.

The green on the head of King Han is that the wildfire can't be burned, and the grass is evergreen in all seasons!

He wanted to persuade a few more words, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Zhang Di's resolute face, obviously he was determined by the scales, and he couldn't persuade him to come back.

He simply stopped persuading, people are obedient from the head, and if they fall too much, they will naturally know that they are bad.

He looked at the dark left and right, the winding alleys were deep and secluded, the moonlight was dim, and a thin layer of mist had risen on the bluestone pavement.

After a moment of silence, Meng Sui asked in a low voice, "Do you know where the Qin Wangfu is?"

Zhang Di opened her mouth, "I can inquire."

Meng Suigu asked again, "Then you plan to stay here for the night and inquire about the Qin Wangfu after dawn?"

Zhang Di nodded: "I know that the Qin Palace's Mansion is in the Sixteen Princes' Mansion, and it must not be far away."

Meng Suijiao raised the corners of his lips and suddenly laughed, with a faint sarcasm in his laughter: "Then you just wait here." He paused slightly, and continued, "Don't say anything about seeing me in the Han Palace."

After saying that, he walked into the darkness without looking back.

"Eh, don't go, I'm afraid," Zhang Di's voice gradually lowered, and finally the word "afraid" was swallowed up by the darkness.

She sat in the corner with her arms crossed, her head in her lap.

She was not afraid of her brother being unjustly imprisoned, she was not afraid when she begged King Han, and she was not afraid when everything was wrong in King Han's mansion, but now, she was afraid.

After the rest of the catastrophe, it is even more unforgettable.

No one is not afraid of death, and those who say they are not afraid just can't see a way to live.

"Eh, King Qin hates people crying and crying the most." A dark shadow shrouded Zhang Di's head, and a voice that seemed to be laughing came into her ears.

Zhang Di slowly raised her head, and when she saw Meng Sui's smiling face, she suddenly wanted to smash it with a fist and hit him all over the face.

It is always said in the book that whoever has a beaten face, and he is afraid that this face is like this!

"What are you doing here, waiting to be caught?" Zhang Di replied angrily.

"Heh, it's quite angry!" Meng Sui smiled, stretched out his hand to pull Zhang Di up, and snorted: "Let's go, send you to King Qin's Mansion."

"Ah," Zhang Di was surprised and anxious, and stood firm with Meng Sui's hand, but she didn't take a step for a long time.

Meng Sui took a few steps forward, turned his head and said, "Not going? Changed your mind? Are you going to follow me out of town?"

"Go! I'll go." Zhang Di came back to her senses and chased after her in three steps and two steps.

Zhang Di guessed correctly, the Qin Wangfu and the Han Wangfu are in the same Sixteen Princes' Mansion, and they are indeed not far apart, turning a winding alley, and they have already seen the warped cornices, and the neat glazed tiles are flowing with water waves under the moonlight.

Meng Sui stood in the corner of the wall, pointed to the gate not far away, and said, "Oh, Qin Wangfu, you can go."

Seeing the majestic and solemn courtyard of the deep mansion, which was completely different from the Han Palace, Zhang Di suddenly became timid, took a step forward, stepped into the faint light with half a foot, and hesitated and said, "You, I, don't you want to go with me?"

Meng Suijie saw Zhang Di's fear, shook his head and chuckled: "I went, but you can't enter the Qin Palace

Go, go," he paused slightly, "Don't be afraid, I'm watching you here, I'll go when you go in."

"Who's scared?" Zhang Di muttered unconvinced, straightened her back, walked into the lamplight like a hero, walked under the huge solemn plaque, and raised her hand to knock on the door.

The knock was loud in the middle of the night, and soon alarmed the concierge of the vigil.

I don't know what Zhang Di said to the porter, maybe King Qin had already ordered, in short, the porter didn't embarrass Zhang Di, and after asking a few words, he quickly invited her in.

Meng Sui leaned against the corner of the wall, and saw the smile on the face of the gatekeeper under the light from a distance, and there was no perfunctory slackness, thinking that the king of Qin attached great importance to Zhang Di and Zhang Yan, and had already commanded.

It seems that Zhang Di will not be in any danger in the Qin Palace.

He sighed and turned to walk in the opposite direction.

The front of the Qin Wangfu and the backyard of the Han Wangfu have returned to calm.

Ah Yong stood in front of the dilapidated door of the upside-down room, and reached out and fiddled with the lock hanging on the lock.

There was the sound of soft footsteps behind him.

Without looking back, he asked, "What's wrong?"

The person behind him whispered, "They have escaped smoothly, and sure enough, as the chief manager expected, one entered the Qin Palace, and the other went in the direction of Fangmen, thinking that they would go out of the city to Yuhua Mountain after dawn."

Ah Yong showed a confident smile and said lightly, "Of course they will escape smoothly, otherwise those two people will die in vain?"

The person behind him was in awe and asked in a low voice, "Then the manager, what should we do later?"

Ah Yong narrowed his eyes: "Let him go out of the city and intercept and kill in a secluded place, his usefulness has been exhausted, and he can disappear completely."

The people behind him didn't know what Ah Yong was planning, but they just felt that it was a waste of effort to get such a person in, and they worked hard to send people out, and finally killed them.

It's better to kill it in the first place.

But he didn't dare to say this, so he answered respectfully, turned around and arranged.

The sky was already bright, and the clear sunlight shone on the official road, and the traffic on the road was non-stop, and the dust was flying in the bright sunlight.

An old broken carriage walked slowly along the side of the road, and the driver was a dark-faced little guy, who was extremely ugly, and the only desirable thing was that a pair of eyes were as bright as stars, and his smile was clear and bright.

I am not ashamed to see people because of my ugliness.

The little servant raised his whip high and shouted.

But the old horse was too old, and the car was really too tattered, and no matter how high the whip was raised, and no matter how loud the voice was, the old horse couldn't run fast.

With a "bang", the curtain of the car was lifted, and a man with a sallow face and a haggard expression poked his head out and sneered: "Stinky girl, this old horse's teeth are about to fall out, and the broken wheels of this car are about to fall apart. If you turn me upside down again, you won't be able to pay for it!"

Hearing the man's words, the passers-by next to him glanced at the little guy in surprise, it turned out that the person driving the car was not a little guy, but a girl.

Passers-by looked at it and couldn't help but sigh that God was really playing with people to death.

A big girl looks like this, and getting married in this life is a dream.

This dignity is painted as a portrait, pasted on the door to ward off evil spirits, and pasted on the bedside for contraception!

The black-faced girl turned her head and sneered, "I want to buy a good horse and a good car, do you pay for it?"

The haggard man was speechless for a moment, he wanted to pay for it, but now he was wearing a bag that was cleaner than his face.

There is no money, the hero is short of breath, and the young master is a head shorter than the maid!

The haggard man threw down the curtain and sat back in the car.

Rao was dizzy from the old horse's broken car, lifted the curtain and vomited several times, and never complained again.

The black-faced girl was surprised, looking at the haggard man who had vomited for the fifth time, even Huang Shui'er had vomited clean, and had no way to vomit, said, "Hey, it's really weird, why don't you complain?"

The haggard man's face turned even yellower, leaning on the wheels of the car and panting, full of bitterness: "You, you, you vomit five times to try, try, also, still have energy, have the strength to speak!"