In an instant, she figured out all the causes and consequences, and when she looked down again, she was left with only a soft laugh.

"You killed Su Sleeve?"

"Hmm."

"Have you buried her properly?"

"Hmm."

With a long sigh, Ding Bao's eyes were only sad, she took out her small pill box from her sleeve, took out another fake death pill, and handed it to Cen Yao.

"Use this, get out."

"You eat first."

It's not that I'm afraid that the pill will be poisonous, but I want to settle Ding Bao as soon as possible and settle myself again.

He was ready to retreat.

The most trusted deputy guard around him is responsible for transporting the bodies of the two people who faked their deaths, and now the palace is not peaceful, and it is not easy to transport out one or two corpses every day.

"First change your face, come, close your eyes."

Ding Bao didn't speak, and let Cen Yao put a thin layer of human skin mask on his face.

"Take the medicine and leave tonight."

"Give me some time to clean up."

Ding Bao looked at the treasures in the dormitory, and his eyes were full of reluctance.

Cen Yao knew how much he liked these things, so he didn't say anything, turned around and left the dormitory to continue arranging the next things.

In the evening, when Cen Yao came to the dormitory again, Ding Bao took the fake death pill in front of him, and she closed her eyes soon after.

Cen Yao reached out to probe her breathing, and in the next second, her heart tightened slightly.

I couldn't breathe, I couldn't even hear my heartbeat, and it looked like a corpse.

Even though he knew that this was fake, Cen Yao still pinched hard in his heart, but time did not allow him to continue to hesitate, and carefully picked up Ding Bao's body and placed her in the coffin prepared in advance.

The coffin is divided into two layers, which greatly saves space, Ding Bao is in the dark compartment of the lowest layer, Cen Yao is lying on it, so that when he goes out of the palace and is investigated, the guards can only see Cen Yao on the top layer, and he never imagined that there will be two people lying in a coffin.

Nowadays, it is too obvious that a man and a woman are leaving the palace, and even just a corpse will attract unnecessary attention.

And even if he may not be able to get out at the upper level, Ding Bao at the lower level will definitely have a little more vitality.

She is Concubine Zhuang, and everyone in the world knows that she is the head of Shechen Cen Yao, and the two have a close relationship. Even if Ding Bao really took refuge in Jiang Chong today, she would never end well, the people of the world could not tolerate her, and Jiang Chong, who had just ascended the throne, would not treat her well in the face of the world's disapproval.

So far, he still has all the ways to retreat for her.

Even if he can't get out today and dies in the palace, then he will be killed and let her go free.

So Cen Yao made this coffin in advance, just so that he could go out smoothly with Ding Bao today.

When everything was arranged, he also changed his face, and then lay on the top of the coffin and swallowed the fake death elixir.

When the plank "clicked" shut, there was only darkness left in front of me.

In the dark and narrow dark compartment, Ding Bao opened his eyes.

——

Taking advantage of the thick night, an inconspicuous black coffin was placed on the carriage and quietly walked towards the side gate of the south gate of the imperial city.

When I arrived at the door, there were heavy soldiers guarding the door.

"Stop, what are you doing?!"

"Official, here is a palace maid who died of illness, and she was transported out today and buried properly."

"Open!"

The coffin was pushed open, and inside was a woman in a pink palace dress, her face was pale and a little festering, and her body still exuded the stench of corpses.