Our lord is upright [crossing]

At nightfall, there was no one on the streets of the capital, only occasional passers-by, and rows of lanterns hanging on the side of the road, and no ghosts could be seen.

Two shadows, one black and one red, flashed past quickly, so fast that the old man at the shift thought it was just a gust of cold wind, so he tightened the jacket he was wearing, and quickened his pace to leave this somewhat intrusive place.

Rong Zhenzhen stopped at a remote and dark corner at the corner of the street, took out the map given by Lingyou from his arms, and used the dim light on the top to distinguish the way to go next, Yan Ruan next to him crossed his arms and walked around from time to time Take a look, and urged impatiently: "Are you ready? Is your broken map working or not? It's been around for almost half an hour!"

"Immediately." Rong Zhenzhen replied without raising her head, "A-Ling's painting skills are really too abstract, and my left-handed ghost drawing is better than him. I have to give him a good tutorial when I go back. What is this painting? thing."

He managed to find the right direction from the earthworm-like routes on the map, and led Yanruan to continue walking. The most troublesome thing is that Lingyou is still a person with a very poor sense of direction, and he made several mistakes when drawing the map. Fortunately, Rong Zhenzhen played by ear, so he was not taken out of the city by the map.

"You came out in the middle of the night to spy on the situation, why don't you wear black clothes? You are so red, you can be spotted at a glance." Rong Zhenzhen took a look at Yan Ruan's clothes, and couldn't help but make a few remarks. "I told you to change clothes, but you still wouldn't listen."

Yan Ruan was displeased, and kicked Rong Zhenzhen's leg, and managed to avoid kicking him off the roof, "I can wear whatever I like, it's up to you."

The two of them were fighting all the way, just like a teenager who was not upright, and it took another half an hour to finally reach the prison where He Jingwei was being held.They hid in the tree outside the gate to observe the terrain below. There were more than a dozen guards with knives standing outside the main gate of the prison. From time to time, a general at the rank of lieutenant or above would lead a team to pass by, watching the prison besieged from the outside. There are layers upon layers of water tightness, and it is very difficult to break through.

"As expected of the place where Yu Wang is imprisoned, the treatment is different from others." Rong Zhenzhen could still laugh, "The old emperor is really planning to let He Jingwei die."

"Ruthless." Yan Ruan touched the hidden weapon in his sleeve, "Do you want to force your way?"

Rong Zhenzhen hurriedly pressed his hand, and said incessantly, "Ancestor! Ancestor, can you be a little smarter? The first dozens of people, we are so hard, we are dying?"

"It's just a few dozen people, I don't pay attention to them." Yanruan Dayi Lingran didn't pay attention to these people at all.

Rong Zhenzhen said helplessly: "These people are really not a big deal, but you have to know that there must be something on these people that sends messages to each other. If a signal flare is released and thousands of people are killed, how can you still kill them?" Kill thousands of people with one hand?"

"Besides, just because of the battle outside, the guards inside may be even tighter. The old emperor is determined to kill He Jingwei, so it is impossible for anyone to have a chance to rescue him."

After all, he took out an oilcloth from his arms, and when he opened it, there were two disguise masks as thin as cicada's wings. Just looking at them like this, he felt that the two faces were lifelike and very realistic.

"Xiaoyun prepared it for me." He said in a low voice, "A-Ling and Mengmeng sneaked around this area several times in the past two days, and took down the faces of the two more useful leaders and brought them back. Yun made two identical faces, and then we will look at the situation and find a way to lure those two people out alone to deal with it."

Seeing that he had prepared so thoroughly, Yan Ruan felt a little embarrassed, hummed softly, and put his hand back again.

They waited for a stick of incense on the tree, and observed that the two little chiefs were about to leave after checking the list of guards. The two looked at each other with a tacit understanding and followed quietly under the moonlight.

The two men were followed by more than a dozen soldiers. Yan Ruan quietly opened a bottle in her sleeve and spilled some white powder. The powder quickly disappeared in the darkness, and after a while the soldiers felt sleepy for a while. Feeling overwhelmed, one after another fell asleep under the corner of the city wall.

Rong Zhenzhen immediately went forward to take off the clothes of the two leaders and put them on again, and then dragged those people to a dark place to hide, "This drug is only effective for about an hour, we have to come out as soon as possible."

Yan Ruan had just changed her clothes, looked back at Rong Zhenzhen who was wearing a bearded mask, and said with disgust, "It's so ugly."

Rong Zhenzhen rolled his eyes, "You are not much better."

While fighting each other, the two walked out of the prison door as if nothing had happened.The guards were a little puzzled, and asked, "My lord, didn't you just leave?"

Rong Zhenzhen glared at the jailer impatiently with his ugly beard, and scolded: "I just had to pee a few steps away, and I saw a few black shadows rushing out, but I didn't see it clearly. Who are they, I asked my subordinates to stand by there, and come back to check if the prisoner is still there."

The jailers were very surprised, and they all said that they didn't see anyone coming: "It's going to be okay, even flies can't fly in, it's impossible for someone to get in."

"Nonsense, where are the flies in this weather? Go away." Rong Zhenzhen kicked over, "Do you dare to refute what I said? I will ask someone to beat you tomorrow."

The jailer knew that the lieutenant had always been violent and unreasonable, so he had to wave his hands to tell his subordinates to stand aside and let the two of them go in.These people from the military camp have long been used to obeying the orders of their superiors. No matter what kind of orders their superiors give, they will follow them no matter how unreasonable they are, and they will not doubt anything at all.

Rong Zhenzhen accurately grasped the jailer's mentality of not daring to offend his superiors, and successfully brought Yan Ruan into the prison.

After the door opened, the two of them walked in. There was a long and deep step at their feet. They walked down step by step along the torch. Every ten steps there were several jailers guarding the side. They didn't even look at it. He continued to walk in with a straight face, and when the jailers saw that it was the officer coming, they didn't dare to say anything, and let them go in.

The big prison twisted and turned nine times and eighteen times, and they didn't know which prison He Jingwei was locked in, and they couldn't see anything in the prison from the outside, but Rong Zhenzhen felt that the guards around He Jingwei must be the most and the strictest , it is impossible to be in a very conspicuous place, calm down and pretend to be inspecting everywhere, so as not to arouse the suspicion of those people.

Yan Ruan followed him in silence, he glanced at a dark corner out of the corner of his eye, thinking that it might be He Jingwei's cell, rolled his eyes slightly, and coughed lightly.

Rong Zhenzhen understood, stopped, and scolded the guards stationed at the side for reasons, "You really have the guts of a bear! How dare you doze off under my nose! Do you not want to live!?"

The guard was terrified. They looked at a prisoner who was said to be very important in the cell for more than ten days. Even if he changed shifts in the morning and evening, he could not withstand such high-intensity mental pressure. When he found out, he knelt down and begged for mercy.

Rong Zhenzhen kicked him away, "Useless thing! Get out of the way!"

The guard knelt on the ground and did not dare to raise his head, Rong Zhenzhen dragged Yan Ruan to the dark corner, there were indeed many people guarding there, Yan Ruan repeated his old trick, sprinkled some medicinal powder from his sleeve, Those people fell down one after another, but none of the guards who were looking at this side just now dared to pay attention to this side, for fear of being caught by the lieutenant and scolded again.

Rong Zhenzhen glanced back, quietly took out the key from the guard, opened the door very lightly and walked in, Yan Ruan was guarding the door for him outside, and the two worked together.

It was indeed He Jingwei who was locked inside.

Rong Zhenzhen walked inside, the cell was quite spacious, but still crude, there were many candles hanging on the walls around, illuminating the room brightly without any shadows, while He Jingwei sat on the edge of the bed and looked down. wearing something.

"My lord is really laid back, not like a prisoner." Rong Zhenzhen said aloud, "I admire you."

He Jing raised her head slightly, and when she met Rong Zhenzhen's eyes, there was no surprise in her eyes, as if she knew he was coming back a long time ago.He is now wearing a dirty prison uniform, but he is still calm and dignified, as if he is the same He Jingwei who is so beautiful.

"Brother Rong is here." He greeted with a smile, without any embarrassment.

Rong Zhenzhen was a little curious about this person, stepped forward and asked after two steps: "The prince knew it was me?"

"How can I not recognize such an outstanding talent as Brother Rong?" He Jing smiled slightly, "Just now I was thinking, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to the house for an appointment."

Rong Zhen really has to admire people like He Jingwei, who are too psychologically strong, and can still act calmly as if nothing had happened at this time, "How do you know that I will definitely come?"

"You will come." He Jingwei said unhurriedly, "Brother Rong, like me, is a person with nowhere to go."

"When a person is in a desperate situation, he dares to try any road, as long as there is a chance of survival."

He Jingwei looked up at Rong Zhenzhen who was standing in front of him, and said softly, "I believe Brother Rong knew my identity a long time ago but didn't expose me. You must have your own considerations."

"I thought, it's good to gamble, what if I win?"

Rong Zhenzhen snorted, "I really have nowhere to go, but I don't believe that the prince is the same. You are such a smart person, it is impossible to bet all on me."

"You must still have a way out."

He Jing smiled slightly, and there seemed to be an invisible cold pool in his eyes, "Brother Rong is more direct than I thought."

"Of course I will leave a way out for myself. This is a lesson that I, as a prince, have to learn as long as I can remember. Otherwise, how could I have survived until now?"

There was a hint of blood in He Jingwei's tone, and the smile on his lips was a bit meaningful: "But why would I be willing to take that back road? I have been planning for so many years, but it's not for leaving the capital at a critical moment."

"I can't quit."

"At first, I also thought about it. I would rather raise my troops to force the palace to die in battle than to escape like a bereaved dog. But after a trip to the south of the Yangtze River, I suddenly changed my mind."

"I have already set up this game of chess, and I only need one person to be my vanguard."

"I don't know, is Brother Rong willing to cooperate?"

Rong Zhenzhen folded her arms and looked at the flickering candle flames on the wall, showing the same sinister smile.

The author has something to say:

Rong Zhenzhen: Well, it's like who can't pretend to be deep. In terms of pretending to be aggressive, I am your ancestor.