The soldiers wanted to rush in.

Xu Erwu said, "Don't worry, smoke it for a while."

Another incense stick was smoked. Not to mention the people in the secret passage, even the soldiers on this end were choked and their eyes were red and they coughed.

Xu Erwu was satisfied, covered his mouth and nose with a soaked cotton cloth, and was the first to enter the secret passage. Bending down and sneaking for a while, the long knife in his hand suddenly swung out, and collided with the long knife that had been guarding the exit of the secret room.

Xu Erwu was like a tiger out of the cage, fearless and rushed out. Immediately after, the people who followed behind rushed into the secret room one by one.

The three secret rooms are not large, and can accommodate a dozen people at most. There are four people on the other side, and only one can do their best. The other three, all lying still.

"Xu Erwu, Murong Shen is here." A pro-soldier shouted excitedly.

Xu Erwu had no time to respond. This man with a knife is extremely tall, and at this time he risked his life, like a mad tiger.

Several other pro-soldiers rushed over with knives, and with the combined efforts of several people, they finally subdued the man, and injured two of them on their side.

Xu Eryiyi slashed the man's right arm, and picked his left hand tendon and hamstring. This is the end of the stop, raise your feet to look at Murong Shen.

Captain Murong, who was imposing in the past, was lying on the bed weakly at this time, his eyes spewing with anger and his face distorted.

Xu Erwu was not afraid at all, and grinned: "Captain Murong, we are really looking for you. It took more than two months for 3,000 people to finally find you."

At this step, Murong Shen still refused to accept his fate, and his eyes almost popped out: "I am the true son of destiny!" Xu Jing robbed me of everything!"

Xu Erwu pursed his lips, found a ball of rags, and stuffed it into Murong Shen's mouth. Then he waved his hand: "Go, carry him back to the palace."

On this day, Zhao Xiyan seemed to be calm, but in fact, he had been restless.

The hosta knew what Zhao Xiyan was thinking, and comforted in a low voice, "The princess waits patiently. Xu Erwu led fifty personal soldiers to go, and he will soon bring Murong Shen back."

Zhao Xiyan pursed the corners of her lips, and was about to open her mouth to speak, when Haitang walked in quickly: "Concubine Shizi, Xu Erwu and they are back."

Zhao Xiyan got up and walked out quickly.

walked to the gate of the courtyard and met Xu Erwu, who came to restore his life. Xu Erwu didn't have time to change his clothes, and there were a lot of blood stains on his body.

The hosta was startled and blurted out, "Are you injured?"

Xu Erwu grinned and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm not injured, it's someone else's blood."

The hosta breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Xiyan stared at Xu Erwu tightly, and his voice trembled slightly: "Did Murong Shen bring it back?"

"Brought back." Xu Erwu quickly replied, "The little one locked him up in the dungeon of the palace. Wait for the prince to come back, and then dispose of it......

"I'm going to the dungeon." Zhao Xiyan interrupted Xu Erwu.

Xu Erwuyi was stunned, and subconsciously responded: "The dungeon is dark and filthy, and the princess is golden and noble, why bother to go in person......

Zhao Xiyan interrupted him again: "Go now."

Xu Erwu no longer blocked, responded in a low voice, and led the way in front.

The dungeon of the Beihai Royal Mansion is not large, with a total of five cells. The dungeon has been vacant for decades and has never been useful. It wasn't until last night that the old woman Mo was arrested, and the dungeon was used. The family of three who was sent later was also locked up in the dungeon.

Dozens of pro-soldiers stood guard outside the dungeon.

When Zhao Xiyan came over, the soldiers were a little stunned. Xu Erwuyi gave the order, and all the relatives and soldiers immediately got out of the way. Zhao Xiyan stepped into the dungeon.

Mo and his son and daughter-in-law were dying of flesh and blood, and they were locked up in one place. A stupid child, locked alone in another cell.

This stupid child, looking at his father and grandmother who couldn't move, was finally scared, and kept opening his mouth and shouting.

Zhao Xiyan stopped and ordered softly, "Let the kitchen send some delicious food, let him eat enough before he goes on the road."

Cut the grass to remove the roots. Even if you are a fool, you can't stay.

Xu Erwu received the order and commanded

Tell me to go down. Immediately, some of the soldiers went out quickly.

Zhao Xiyan stepped forward again, and in the third cell, three people were imprisoned. These three men were all Murong Shen's personal soldiers, and they were all lying down now. One of them is like a blood gourd, with intake but no outlet.

The fourth cell was empty, and there was only one person in the fifth.

Zhao Xiyan stopped outside the cell, and through the gap in the iron fence, his gaze fell on the young man's face.

It was Murong Shen.

It was already at the end of his rope, and Murong Shen still held on, refusing to show despair. When he saw Zhao Xiyan's figure, he even struggled to get up.

The wound, which had been nursed for a long time, collapsed again, and blood gushed out.

Murong Shen was suddenly unaware, and after standing firm, he stepped forward. With this walk, the leg injury bloomed again. Blood stained the garments red.

Murong Shen took two steps, his legs were weak, and he stumbled unsteadily. He gritted his teeth and continued until he reached the cell door.

Zhao Xiyan stopped six feet away.

The two looked at each other in silence through the iron fence.

This is probably the first time Zhao Xiyan looked at him calmly after he was reborn.

Murong Shen's face twitched a few times, and he suddenly laughed, calling her maiden name in an intimate tone: "Xiyan, I lost. Are you here to see me off on my last ride?"

Xu Erwu's eyebrows jumped, and anger flashed in his eyes.

Bah! Murong Shen dared to call the princess's name! This is a humiliation of the princess and a humiliation of his own son.

Zhao Xiyan seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and said softly, "Xu Erwu, I have something to say to him, you should stay away."

Xu 25: "......"

What is there to say to a traitor?

Xu Erwu muttered in his heart, but he answered without hesitation. led a group of personal soldiers to retreat a little farther. He didn't want the princess to be heard, so he simply opened the door of the cell and knocked out Murong Shen's three personal soldiers.

The old woman and her son and daughter-in-law were unconscious. The silly boy was grabbing the meat and stuffing it into his mouth, which was so stuffed that it was very difficult to chew.

Now Murong Shen is standing with perseverance. I don't have the strength to hurt people at all.

However, Zhao Xiyan still cautiously kept a distance of six feet and did not get close.

"I always thought that this world was mine, and you were mine." Murong Shen stared at her and said slowly, "It's me who is too proud and conceited, too self-righteous."

In this life, he lost to Xu Jing, lost the world, and lost her.

Zhao Xiyan straightened his waist and looked at him, "Murong Shen, I'm not anyone's vassal. I've always been myself."

"You never understood that. Perhaps, you understand but don't care."

"On that day, you led the troops to the palace, and I prepared a sharp sword for myself. Even if you rush into the East Palace, I will not bow my head and surrender."