Prisoner of the Eastern Palace

"Wait, what do you mean?" Mei Luzhi stopped in shock, "Aren't you leaving?!"

Luo Ange didn't speak, he just dragged Mei Luzhi to run outside, the fire would be extinguished soon, and they would find that Luo Shaoqing was not in the building, and they would definitely send people to search extensively.

After that time, it will be too late to run.

Luo Ange dragged Mei Luzhi to the palace wall without saying a word, and found an old locust tree near the wall.

Luo Ange vaguely heard the commotion from the small building, but the black smoke gradually disappeared, probably because the fire had been extinguished and people were looking for their traces.

"Hurry up, it's too late!" Luo Ange pushed Mei Lu hard, "Climb up the tree and get out over the wall."

Mei Luzhi looked up at the palace wall, it was indeed very high, but unlike Luo Ange, he was skilled in martial arts, plus he had pagoda trees to step on, so he should be able to climb out.

But he didn't move, and looked at Luo Ange fixedly, "How could I escape alone and leave you alone in this dragon's pool and tiger's lair?"

Luo Ange was anxious and angry. Hearing the noise of people around him and the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, he knew that they must have noticed something was wrong and sent their pursuers over.

Luo Ange couldn't take it anymore, raised his hand and slapped Mei Luzhi, "Why are you so pedantic?! Are you going to stay in the East Palace and ruin your life for nothing? If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about firewood. I'll stay here Since you won’t die, can’t you escape first and then make plans?”

Luo Ange roared angrily.Now he can vaguely understand Mu Ke's feelings. When he wanted to die, the prince also wanted to beat him half to death, right?

Mei Luzhi didn't expect Luo Ange to fight him in a hurry, he lowered his head slightly, looked at Luo Ange in surprise, his lips moved, but he didn't say a word.

Luo Ange simply rolled up his sleeves and pushed him towards the wall, "Don't be dazed, let's go! They will find this place soon!"

Having said that, it was already too late, Luo Ange only heard a loud sound of footsteps, and saw a dozen guards in black appearing from the woods, their blades reflecting a sharp white light.

Luo Ange's legs went limp, his body suddenly lost strength, and he couldn't help but staggered.He knew that all his best efforts were in vain.

……

When Mu Ke got the news, he was teaching the Fourth Prince in politics in his study.The shadow guard told the ins and outs of the matter with his ear, and Mu Ke's face sank immediately, he put down his book and stood up, he didn't explain anything to Mu Yuan, he just said that he had something to do and asked him to go back first.

Mu Yuan had a ghost in his heart, guessing that something happened to Luo Ange, he didn't dare to stay for a long time, so he hurriedly left after saluting.

The guards temporarily separated Mei Luzhi and Luo Ange into the dungeon.

It took some effort to catch them. After all, Luo Shaoqing's pampering Donggong was obvious to all, and the guards didn't dare to really hurt him.Fortunately, Luo Ange didn't have much strength. Although he resisted fiercely, he was no match for the crowd of martial arts practitioners.

Mu Ke hurried all the way into the dungeon, stopped going in, stopped at the stairs, and ordered the jailers to bring them both out.

Luo Ange was still wearing the dark red cloak, and the wide sleeves were illuminated by the dim fire in the dungeon, which seemed a bit unpredictable.

Mei Luzhi stood beside him, his hands tied behind him with hemp rope, but Mu Ke didn't care about him, he just stared at Luo Ange's face, gritted his teeth and said, "Luo Ange, you He has such a good strategy, he even came up with a way to set fire to the building."

"You forced me!" Luo Ange didn't know what kind of emotion it was in his eyes, as if some hatred was born from despair.

At this moment, he hated many people, hated himself for being useless, hated Mei Luzhi for his stupid loyalty, and hated the prince for his unfeeling.If he could, he could even hate the wall of the East Palace for being too high and the fire for being too small, but these hatreds are useless, just as ridiculous as a child falling down and blaming the floor.

"Did I force you?" Mu Ke felt ironic, "I said, as long as you are obedient..."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Ange said first: "If I am obedient, let him have a peaceful life a few days before he dies, right?"

Mu Ke was taken aback, Luo Ange covered his face desolately, and let out a weak voice from between his slender fingers, "The prince has said everything to death, and he won't give me a way out, so how can I not go to fight with my back?" , risk everything to get out of the way?"

"...Are you still going to be stubborn with me?" Mu Ke stared at Luo Ange's eyes, and the murderous intent around him made all the guards and guards kneel down in fear, only Luo Ange She looked back at him coldly, as if she didn't know she was afraid.

This person has never been able to see the occasion clearly, and he doesn't know when to show weakness and give in.Mu Ke gritted his teeth and thought, this person always challenged his bottom line again and again just because he liked him.

Thinking of this, Mu Ke took two steps forward, grabbed Luo Ange's skirt, and almost lifted the thin man up.

A trace of fear flashed in Luo Ange's eyes, but it was not enough to soften the prince's heart.Mu Ke ruthlessly tugged at his front, his knuckles turned white, and his words were filled with brutal ruthlessness, "Luo Ange, do you think I won't hit you?!"

Luo Ange smiled lightly, his teeth itching like before, and he said: "The prince shouldn't hit me, the prince should kill me directly, so that I will never violate the rules of the Eastern Palace again. I won't make you angry again."

He felt that before he had time to say the last word, he had been thrown to the ground by a strong force. He only had time to support the ground with his hands in a hurry, and then scratched his palm.

Luo Ange couldn't help taking a breath of cold air, his palms were burning with pain.

He slowly raised his head, looked at Mu Ke, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Does the prince want to drag me out and beat me with thirty court sticks?"

Mu Ke's face instantly became gloomy like a storm.

Luo Ange actually knew that at this time no matter what, he should not anger the prince. His and Mei Luzhi's lives were in his hands, but Luo Ange couldn't help it, just like the prince easily As if offended by Luo Ange, Luo Ange couldn't restrain himself from poking the prince's most sensitive nilin.

He also really hit the prince's reverse scale.

Mu Ke closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was a cruel smile on his lips, "Well, you really should hit, but before that..."

Mu Ke changed his style of painting, raised his finger to Mei Luzhi, and ordered the guards beside him in a cold voice, "Go and chop off his leg. I want to see how he can escape without the leg!"

The jailer took the order and picked up the machete on the table with one hand, and Mei Luzhi took a step back involuntarily.

The desolate smile on Luo Ange's face disappeared in an instant, and turned into a fear that could make people collapse. He almost screamed out, "No! Mu Ke! Tell them to stop!"

Mu Ke looked at the panicked look on Luo Ange's face almost enjoying it. He had a kingly desire to torture his enemies in his bones, and this desire became extremely strong when facing Luo Ange.

Luo Ange always had that hateful expression on his face, as if there was nothing worthy of his attention except Yun Le, and Mu Ke wanted this person to only cry and laugh for him, but now , he seems to have fulfilled this wish.

Mu Ke stared fixedly at Luo Ange, feeling joy in his heart: If you don't want to laugh for him, then cry because of him.

"Stop!" Luo Ange hurriedly got up from the ground, rushed over, opened his arms to block Mei Luzhi, glaring, "Put down the knife!"

The jailer was acquainted with Luo Ange, and he was a little embarrassed at this moment, he clenched the handle of the knife, and said in a low voice: "Young Qing, this is His Highness's order, please get out of the way."

"Prince..." Luo Ange looked at Mu Ke pleadingly, the sadness and weakness on his face were extremely real, "You can't..."

"I can." Mu Ke didn't budge, "Pull him away."

Someone came over and grabbed Luo Ange's arm, trying to pull him away.

Luo Ange gritted his teeth, threw the man away, and rushed straight to Mu Ke.

Almost everyone present thought that Luo Shaoqing was going to fight to the death, and Mu Ke's bodyguard had even drawn his saber.

But Luo Ange threw himself into Mu Ke's arms, wrapped his arms around his waist, stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips deeply.

Mu Ke was stunned, he was at a loss with his hands raised in the air, but he still keenly felt the other party's tear-wet eyelashes brushing his cheeks, wet and cool at the first moment.

Luo Ange cried.

Luo Ange clasped his shoulders, his fingertips almost sunk into the flesh, he buried his face in Mu Ke's neck, tried his best to suppress the choking, and cried in a very small voice, "Mu Ke, I let you do... ...Can you let him go..."

The voice was suppressed very low, but the dungeon was very quiet. This almost courteous words reached everyone's ears. Luo Ange's last self-esteem was finally completely shattered, and he couldn't put it together again.

But this is the only way he can think of, and he has really tried his best.

Before Mu Ke could speak, Mei Luzhi's eyes were already tearing apart, and he yelled loudly: "Luo Ange, you are not allowed to spoil Yun Le's integrity like this, it's just a life, if it's gone, it's gone! You give it to me!" Straighten your waist, don't do that kind of messy thing with him!"

Luo Ange's body stiffened instantly, he hugged Mu Ke even harder, sobbing, "You can do whatever you want, I will cooperate, let him go..."

Mei Luzhi almost fainted in anger, as if he had suffered a great humiliation, "Luo Ange! I forbid you to say such words, you, you are the king of Yunle! Even if the king dies, he cannot lose his integrity!"

Mu Ke's eyes froze, he raised his arms and hugged Luo Ange's waist, brought him into his arms, bit his ear and said, "First see if you can do something that satisfies me, then I will consider it." Your wish."

Mei Luzhi was still scolding over there, one can imagine the impact Luo Ange's words had on him.

Luo Ange sticks to the way of the monarch, and Mei Luzhi is even stronger than him. He can't bear to say that kind of words from the monarch he admires.

Mu Ke looked at him coldly, and suddenly asked: "Mei Luzhi, I'm really curious, if the person who is going to die today is Luo Ange, will you step on your so-called integrity and exchange his life? "

Mei Lu was taken aback, then gritted his teeth, "I would rather die with him than suffer such humiliation!"

Mu Ke sneered, "That's why I hate you."