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When Zhao Yu flew back home, only the garden was deserted.

Wang Bozheng knelt down in fear, and accused himself of being incompetent for failing to stop the vicious group of imperial guards.

Zhao Yu smiled bitterly, turned around and went to the study.On the contrary, he understands that this is an imperial decree, and he may not all live leisurely with each other, let alone a small butler in the mansion.

What he didn't know was that when the imperial guards came, Uncle Wang didn't stop him at all. Instead, he eagerly invited him into the mansion, and found You Ran who hadn't recovered yet.

study.

Zhao Yu looked at the tiger talisman in his hand with a serious face, and scratched the edges and corners with his fingertips again and again.

He calmed down and thought all afternoon.Recently regarding the matter of You Ran, he was indeed too high-profile. This matter is actually big or small. What I didn't expect was that the emperor and his face were torn apart so quickly. This was a warning to him and a setback to his spirit.

And Youran's safety during this period, even life and death, depended on his attitude towards the emperor and the tiger talisman in his hand.

He also knew that the most sensible thing to do now is to immediately enter the palace to plead guilty, push all the sins to Youran, and pick himself out.

……

"Dong dong dong, young master, eat something, Mr. Bie was not rescued, his body collapsed first."

"Take it away!" How could Zhao Yu be able to eat it!

"But..." Uncle Wang opened his mouth, and finally swallowed the words of advice. He also came from that age, how could he not understand the young master's mood at this time, the more he persuaded, the worse it would be.

The door suddenly opened, and Uncle Wang was overjoyed.

"Master."

But seeing Zhao Yu holding the big flag, he said expressionlessly:

"Prepare the horses, and prepare some more silver taels. I will go to Dali Temple to have a look in person."

He was still worried and had to go and take care of it himself.The little thing is very arrogant, he doesn't know how to look at people's faces, and he has always been coaxed.

Looking at Zhao Yu, the one who left in the dust, Uncle Wang sighed helplessly, and only hoped that the young master's love roots would not grow too deep.

After all, he has stayed in the General's Mansion for so many years, and now the Holy Majesty knows a thing or two about the General's Mansion's attitude, what he wants is nothing more than the 20 troops controlled by the Zhao family's ancestors, and the tiger talisman in the young master's hand!

Hey, in fact, he quite likes that child, he has no ambitions, and he is sincere to the young master.It's just poor, destined to become a victim of politics.

Although the detainees in Dali Temple range from the emperor's relatives to the ninth-rank sesame officials, there is no essential difference from other prisons.

Rats and cockroaches run all over the place, and the stench of sewage floats everywhere.

If I have to talk about the difference, it is nothing more than that after the current emperor ascends the throne, each compartment of the prison will be expanded to be larger.When the nine clans were imprisoned and executed, dozens or even hundreds of people from one clan crowded together and were completely imprisoned.

Leisurely was taken to Dali Temple in a trance, and was thrown into the dark prison, but still couldn't recover from the news of the letter.

After entering, he spontaneously found a small corner and curled up with his hands on his knees.Zhao Yu thought about how to save him all afternoon, and he thought about how to prevent Zhao Yu from going to the battlefield all afternoon.

When Zhao Yu entered, he saw this scene.

The usually active little thing curled up in the corner like a young deer, and the usually bright eyes were empty.

Two black mice swaggered at his feet and screamed arrogantly.

Zhao Yu's heart ached a bit. Ever since he met Youran, although he was always cautious in front of him at the beginning, he also exuded the unique vigor and vitality of a teenager, as well as a bit of his unique reserve and arrogance.

He had never seen such a pitiful side of the little thing.

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