After a cup of tea, Zheng Kuan got into the carriage that ran to the palace. The heat that was still burning in the lower abdomen just now had cooled down and turned into a stomach full of irritability. What did Long Dailan do? It was so late that he still needed to run over.

Fortunately, the road from Miaotang Street to Julong Avenue and straight to Shenmu Square was not far, and Zheng Kuan did not wait long in the torment of suspicion before arriving at the prison. As soon as he got out of the car, he saw another blue-canopy carriage parked nearby, and his former subordinate Cao Yuan was waiting at the door, the fat on his face was squeezed together in a panic, and his eyebrow bones were wrinkled into two flesh balls, but the lack of eyebrows made him look funny.

"My lord, big things are not good, big things are not good. Cao Yuan's face trembled, and his voice was the same, "Prisoner...... She...... She's running!"

There was a roar in Zheng Kuan's head, like a hundred and ten thunders exploding at the same time. Is this fat man drunk and talking nonsense, how is it possible? The palace is heavily guarded, there are dozens of elite guards in the prison, and there are groups of royal capital guards outside, and now it is his younger brother Zheng Fang in charge, as long as there is a little wind and grass, hundreds of people can be gathered in an instant.

He didn't bother to ask more, and immediately strode towards the heavenly prison, and Cao Yuan hurriedly followed. "Your Excellency, Norimasa-sama is waiting for you in the interrogation room. The villain was scared half to death just now, and he never dreamed that this kind of thing would happen!"

When Your Majesty knows, I'm afraid you won't be half dead. He quickened his pace and ignored Cao Yuan. The torches on both sides of the corridor were all lit, as bright as day, and the dancing shadows moved from the front to the back of the torches, and the dull sound of footsteps made the atmosphere very uneasy.

He knew he wasn't the only one invited, but there were still more people in the interrogation room than he expected. Dian Zheng Xia Quan, the great general Long Yingtian, the chief guard of the Dragon Monarch Yuan Yiping, the general Yan Chonghu of Zhennan, and the general Fang Jue of Dangbei were all sitting around the interrogation platform, and there was even a prince - he recognized it after a closer look, it was Zayima, the third prince of the Moro Kingdom.

The foreign prince was dressed in unusual brocade clothes, like a nocturnal traveler who walked through the walls, a suit of tight clothes, and a pair of blue-black leather boots, and he was now sitting in an iron chair in the middle of the room—the seat reserved for the prisoners being interrogated—and Zheng Kuan would have almost not recognized him if he had not been handsome and unforgettable.

This is quite surprising. Zheng Kuan had already known some rumors about this prince, but he didn't expect him to dare to help Long Dailan escape, let alone how he did it.

However, there have been too many accidents recently, and two days ago, a horseman in the Rite Pavilion reported an unbelievable incident, it was said that there was an Abyss Demon in Yanping Forest, and there were people spreading panic everywhere in the royal capital these days. It's just a man-made rumor with ulterior motives, and the things in the legends and stories have been brought to reality. Why is there a demon on the land of Jinju Province, I have to ask Mu Rong's female fox.

"Dude, you've finally arrived. The position on Xia Quan's right was vacant, obviously prepared for him. "The general arrived one step ahead of you, and when they all arrived, the trial will begin. ”

"GEZE happened to be with me, so I was a little late. What's going on?" Zheng Kuan nodded apologetically to his colleagues, pulled out his chair and sat down.

"My brother, the prince loves to see you. Ippei, let's talk to the Prime Minister. Long Yingtian was dressed in a yellow mink fur coat, and the soft fur reflected the light of the torches, shining like gold.

Yuan Yiping is the eldest son of Yuan Dawei, who was originally born with a dignified appearance, a majestic spirit, and a silver scale armor guarded by the Dragon Monarch, even if he sits, he looks heroic. He stood up to show his respect for the Prime Minister, "I made an appointment with Lord Xia before going down to the official stove, and I wanted to come to the prison to see the prisoners and learn a little about Yu Jian." This is the private thought of the lower officials, and it is not worth mentioning. Who would have thought that the cell was empty, only a fake hair was hidden outside the warm quilt. Later, the lower officials found that there was still a person hiding in the prison area. For some reason, the third prince of the Moro Kingdom was dressed like this, sneaking in the shadows, and if I hadn't been able to identify and locate him, I wouldn't have been able to spot him. Yuan Yiping turned his head and looked coldly at the prince on the iron chair, "Prince Zayimo is not only good at martial arts, but also very good at pretending to be stupid. Until now, he has refused to admit anything. ”

Long Yingtian sighed: "Prince Zaima, we have known each other for many years, you have caused us such a big trouble, are you not afraid of dragging down your father?"

Prince Nazaima was bound to an iron chair, unable to move his hands and feet freely, but his face was calm: "I have nothing to hide, I love the eldest princess of Nioh in my heart, I just want to come and see her, otherwise I can't sleep at night." ”

"You have come to see it before, and I approved you on behalf of my brother. Cao Yuan proved that you had come in with a personal guard, and that you had finished your visit and left the prison before the end of the month. But then you change into a suit and come in again. I have to say that your stealth skills are indeed powerful, but you are no match for our Chief Dragon Monarch Guard. Well, you are a smart man, you should know that honesty is the guarantee of safety in the land of the Torture Pavilion, and who can you deceive by lying? Thinking of my eldest niece? I forgive you for being young and frivolous, tell me where she is, as long as you get her back, everything you did tonight, I will treat it as if it never happened, you don't want your father to be embarrassed, do you?" Long Yingtian held his right elbow with his left hand, held his smooth chin, and looked at Zayima kindly.

"I don't know where she is. I wondered why I had taken such a big risk to sneak in and pounce on me. Prince Zaima made a helpless look, "I just want to spend a little more time with her, after all, I am about to return to China, and I am afraid that I will never see her again in this life." If the Great General, and all the other lords, must think that I have something to do with the disappearance of the eldest princess of Nioh, what can I do?"

Zheng Kuan shaved his beard with his thumb, and he enjoyed the slight stinging and hard feeling. This feeling always reminds him that the position of national minister is not easy to sit. He is no longer in charge of the prison, the law enforcement code, and the judge of the case, His Majesty the Dragon Monarch needs his advice and needs him to make correct judgments on major events. Prince Zaima was reasonable, everyone in the cabinet knew about his crush on Long Dailan, even His Majesty Long Jun. Perhaps the prince was planning to take advantage of Long Dailan's sleep to plot misdeeds - and even then he would not be surprised, and Zaima would not be convicted of it.

But the question at the moment is: Where did Long Dailan go? He knew very well inside and outside this prison, there was only one way out, and no matter who wanted to get out, he couldn't escape the eyes of the jailer.

Unless she can sneak. Here's the key.

"Prince Zaima, since you can come in so that the jailer is not aware of it, then the prisoner can also go out. "The possibility is the greatest and obvious. "Without the secret assistance of outsiders, the door of her cell could not be opened, but it was a lock designed by the master craftsman Pei Kai, which was notoriously strong. If she could run, she would have run a long time ago. Before she fled, the last person she saw was you. How do you want us to believe that you have nothing to do with you? Even if we believe you, do you think Your Majesty will?"

"Your Majesty will always believe that my father did not bring us here to help the eldest princess escape from prison. Zaima leaned back and leaned back in his iron chair, "We are here to congratulate our benefactors and witness miracles. Your Majesty and the Great General defeated the rebels for our country, and we remember this kindness, my lords, do you think I will repay it with resentment?"

He was stupid and refused to admit it. Maybe I should give him a taste of the Torture Chamber's methods. But this is a matter of great diplomatic relations, and it is necessary to wait for His Majesty's approval to make Prince Zaima remember those memories that he will never forget.

However, what kind of thunderous fury His Majesty would make, he could easily imagine. He glanced at his former book reviewer Xia Quan, and the new Lord Dianzheng was sitting precariously in a brown robe, with an expressionless face. He didn't know what kind of animal fur it was, but he couldn't tell it at a glance. As the active head of the prison, he has not yet expressed his opinion on the case. Xia Quan just forced his composure, and he was afraid that he would already be in a mess. His Majesty will know about this matter by tomorrow at the latest, and Xia Quan is only afraid that he will not be able to sleep tonight.

Zheng Kuan is secretly glad that he is no longer a pawn now. It is much easier to make a decision about this situation than to face His Majesty tomorrow. "Since the prince thinks he is innocent, then please rest here for the night. Tomorrow Your Majesty will make up your own mind, pray that the god of the sea will give you good luck, if he is really that spiritual. ”

Hurried footsteps could be heard in the long corridor connecting the interrogation room to the exit. The general Long Yingtian reminded him: "Meng Yunhe is back." ”

Meng Yunhe, the general of Pingxi with a hooked nose, looked at the tiger with an eagle look, and the pitch-black cloak he was wearing fluttered behind him, just like his shadow, he was wearing the same pitch-black armor, his grim expression and heavy steps were as always, but at this moment, he announced shocking news: "Ladies and gentlemen, there are some eyebrows. After Lord Zheng Fang's investigation, not long ago, a carriage of the Fertile Chamber of Commerce left the city from the north gate and headed for the road of the virtuous king. Lord Zheng Fang had already dispatched troops to chase after him. ”

Long Yingtian stood up suddenly, his eyes flashing with excitement, "There is probably something wrong with this car." Yiping, take your cavalry, set off immediately, be sure to stop it. ”

"Yes. Yuan Yiping's actions have always been quick and efficient, even the fastidious Majesty Long Jun was deeply satisfied, and he disappeared in the corridor in three steps and two steps together. Yuan Dawei gave birth to a good son, except for some pride, Yuan Yiping has almost no shortcomings, his appearance, martial arts, and execution are good enough. Even if there is some pride in someone like this, it is not a sin.

Zheng Kuan glanced at the prince on the iron chair out of the corner of his eye. He hid it well enough, but he couldn't hide it from my eyes. There was a slight panic in those beautiful eyes for a moment. Your self-conceived plan has been revealed. If Your Majesty allows it, sooner or later your beautiful eyes will lose their minds, and sooner or later they will reveal despair for life.

How dare you lie to me, take me for an idiot?I'll make you regret it, noble prince, to the point of why you were born to the mortal realm.