The Prince Wants to Leave His Concubine

"Hehe, let's talk about Langxiang, isn't Langxiang here yet?"

At the door of the prison, Lang Xiangzheng walked in with a young man in a green shirt.

...

The three of them were talking, and Wang Taifu said with a smile: "Lang Xiang is really strong and strong. You always sweat in this snowy sky."

Lang Xiang also laughed, "The old man's mansion is late for something to come over. I'm afraid the emperor will come up and wait. This is a hurry..."

The young man hurriedly took out a veil from his arms, but with a "pop", something was brought out by the veil, Zong Pu and Wang Taifu were slightly surprised, the young man yelled "yo", "Miss Beads."

The two saw a round and bright ball rolling down the class, rolling straight to the depths of the prison.

Although the outside is brightly lit, the place where the assassin is deeply trapped is extremely dim.

Lang Xiang got angry and scolded: "Useless things, that are Xiaoye Mingzhu for Miss Ling'er to play with, don't hurry up to get it back."

The little boy was startled, his mouth responded, and he slid down in three steps and two steps...

Wang Taifu smiled and said: "The Lord is very kind to Princess Rui."

"The little grandson in the family is the most caring to the old man. This child was born with bad bones, old man..." Lang Xiang said after a pause, and he glanced at Zong Pu, who was staring at him. Deep down, he then said, "Master Zong couldn't believe in the old man's servant?"

Zong Pu closed his eyes and said hurriedly: "Zong Pu dare not, but he is afraid that the jail is dark and the beads are small, and that little brother is hard to find."

Lang Xiang nodded, and the three chatted again, talking about how Zong Pu had found the assassin's house. Zong Pu was waiting to answer, but saw that the little servant walked up quickly.

Lang Xiang took the bead, his expression loosened.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from outside the door, but it was Chief Guard Commander Xia Haibing. The chief guard is no small thing, in charge of tens of thousands of guards in the palace.

The four people exchanged a little greeting, and Xia Haibing said: "The emperor will come soon, and the emperor said that only four of me will be left here. Master, I'm afraid this little boy can't stay."

Lang Xiang nodded, and then ordered the young man to go back first.

The young man took his life, came out of the prison door, and walked for a while, working on a rockery in the courtyard, flowing water, and trees entwined, thinking that this deep courtyard is a large prison, but the layout is delicate, and there is a sudden sound of footsteps. , He was startled, took a look, but was suddenly surprised.

At the gate of the courtyard, two men walked in, talking in a low voice.

One of them had his face facing him. He could see clearly that the man had a handsome face, his eyes were as deep as ink snow, his clothes were fluttering, and his clothes were as beautiful as a Zhilan Yushu, but he was a prince.

Another man, shorter than the prince, dressed in dark clothes, was talking to the prince on the side, he couldn't tell clearly, it seemed to be Wang Xian, and it seemed to be Fang Jing, but neither seemed to be.

Since he was a child, he has been by his side, clever and alert, and often follows him in and out of the court, but he also recognizes some dignitaries, young talents, and young ladies. But, who is the person next to the prince? That figure is indeed a bit familiar. He couldn't help but wondered secretly, how could the prince come to this prison in the middle of the night?

He subconsciously stepped into the artificial cave and looked through the gap, only to hear the prince smile faintly: "There is no need for this assassin's young boy. I have found evidence to prove to the father that the assassination was done by the wise king."

...

The young man was taken aback. He had just been ordered by the master to pick up the night pearl and walked to the door of the deep prison. He whispered a word to the assassin who was leaning in front of the Muzha and pushed the charge on King Xia or King Ning.

The assassin asked him in a low voice, and he told him that he was a virtuous king's person, so that he must cooperate with the virtuous king to perform this scene well.

At this time, the prince said that he had other evidence-the original method of the King Rui could work, wouldn't it fall short?

He was trembling and cold, and suddenly the prince said coldly: "Who?"

He was taken aback, pinched his nose and held his breath.

Don't dare to say a little bit of noise.

"His Royal Highness, there is no one here, but you are so worried."

Another man said. The prince gave a soft "um".

The footsteps of the two men disappeared.

He walked out of the rockery, with a cold sweat on his back, and he was only thinking that the big thing would go bad. Now that he couldn't get to the Lang Xiang to go back, he had to go back to the mansion and tell General Lang to inform the King Rui that it is good.

The wind and snow stopped, and the moon was just now.

Hearing footsteps staggering away, the two who had just disappeared came out from behind a large pillar in the corridor.

Under the moonlight, the two quickly walked into the rockery.

In half darkness, the man's face was obscure.

The two did not speak, and the prince reached out and hugged the man into his arms without saying a word.

"You said, I look good in men's clothing?"

"Well, everything you wear looks good."

The other party was startled, silent for a while, and smiled softly, "I'll go back first."

"be careful."

"I know, it's you, you tonight..."

There was some worry in his voice.

"It's okay, okay, let's go, hunting in the paddock in a few days, I haven't gone with my father for many years, this time I will fight a few white foxes, skin them, and send them to you as a messenger. Haven't you been envious of the nine-year-old foxcloak?"

"Well, I'm waiting for..."

Suddenly, a conversation came from the corridor.

"Lang Xiang, this is really weird. The emperor hasn't come yet, so how come there is another verbal message asking us to leave?"

"I think the big punishment is going to be used again. Lord Wang and the old man are both civil officials. I'm not used to seeing this..."

"It's also..."

The sound disappeared at the far door, and the prince and the man walked out of the rockery.

The two did not leave the stack, and left quickly in one direction.

Under the moon, the rockery and deep trees are silent again.

The prince walked to the door of the prison, the guards of the imperial army were no longer there, and Xia Haibing seemed to have transferred everyone away.

He walked in quickly.

Zong Pu and Xia Haibing are no longer there, and there seems to be no one in the cell, except for the two assassins in the depths.

The lights in the prison were long gone and the whole prison was dim.

Suddenly, with a soft sound, someone opened the prison door and walked out slowly from the deep prison.

"Father." The prince raised his eyes and said lightly.

"Well," the visitor replied: "Jinghong, you are here."