Before leaving, Zhao Huaizhong glanced at the messy bed.
Thinking of the fierce 'battle' between the substitute and the girl on the couch just now, I and the old man hid aside and watched clearly.
The scene was simply indescribable.
Zhao Huaizhong looked away from the wooden couch: "The girl said her name is Xia Si. If you have a chance, check her true identity. This girl is quite weird. She is obviously not an ordinary dancer.
However, the name she mentioned may be false."
The old man respectfully agreed, and the two of them left the house and disappeared into the night.
…
There is another mansion separated by two long streets from the Proton Mansion where Zhao Huaizhong was imprisoned.
This mansion occupies a huge area, with lamps hanging high and brightly lit at night.
In one of the halls of the mansion, sitting behind the mat at the top, was a young man of moderate build, wearing a white robe and a jade belt, with a somewhat feminine temperament in his wandering eyes.
From time to time, his eyes fell on the lower part, where there was a charming woman wearing a light yellow double-breasted lady's dress, her delicate collarbone slightly exposed, leaning on the couch.
Looking closely at this woman, she is quite similar to the girl Xia Si who left Zhao Huaizhong's room before, but her temperament is more enchanting and charming.
"How's the matter?" The young man at the head asked in a deep voice.
The woman stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked her red lips: "Young Master's judgment is very accurate. My ghost tells me that the fallen prince who is a hostage really wants to escape."
The young man said disdainfully: "In the past few years, we have damaged his foundation. His health is getting worse day by day. Even if he can escape, he will still be a waste. Besides, I have been prepared for it. His desire to escape is just a delusion."
The young man asked the woman: "Have you ever succeeded in what I asked you to do?"
"According to what Shaojun said, I released the ghost outside, charmed him, and already stole some of the essence from his body while we were in love.
He fell into my trap, his origin is weak, and he will be unable to achieve success in his spiritual practice throughout his life."
The ghost in the woman's mouth is the girl who had a good time with Zhao Huaizhong's substitute, and she herself is the real Xia Si.
At this time, the woman smiled a little wildly and said: "The poor prince has very little energy in his body, and his ability on the bed is also poor, so the taste is really not that good.
It’s just a pity that my ghost’s innocence has been stained by this kind of stuff.”
These words are not very harmful, but very insulting, and are very in line with the young people's thoughts.
The corner of his mouth raised, and his eyes moved on Xia Si: "It is indeed an advantage for him. He can still enjoy women like you before he is completely destroyed.
I heard that as long as a man gets along with you, he is like being poisoned by a chronic drug. He needs to be close to you regularly to survive, otherwise his blood will boil and he will die.
I wonder if it’s true?”
Xia Si leaned back and leaned on the seat. Her upper body was trembling and she smiled and said, "Young Master, if you want to know, you might as well try it yourself."
The young man looked thoughtful and timid, his Adam's apple rolling.
But he quickly swallowed his saliva and said fearfully: "Forget it, your ability to activate ghosts can repay yin with yang, and fake with real. Many people thought you were your real body after getting romantic with you, but in fact it was just you.
Your ghost replacement technique.
During the process, you plundered my origins and I still have to be controlled by you afterwards, so I won’t try it.”
Xia Si changed her posture, stretched her slender legs forward, and exposed her white ankles from her moiré shorts. She pursed her lips and said, "If Shaojun opens his mouth, Xia Si can enjoy it in person and will never dare to deceive Shaojun.
"
The young man waved his hands repeatedly: "No need."
Shen shouted: "Come here, order the manpower arranged in advance to capture the escaped Qin protons alive."
Someone came down outside the palace to deliver the order.
About half an hour later, a soldier in armor walked in from outside and reported to the young man:
"Young Master, there were some problems with the operation. The people who came to help Zhao Huaizhong escape were well prepared. With their help, Zhao Huaizhong successfully escaped into the city and hid his traces.
My subordinates are stepping up the search, and no further clues have been found so far.”
When the young man heard this, he was furious. He threw out the three-legged wine bottle with the beast's mouth and ears in his hand, and scolded: "Trash, you were already prepared and you let people run away?"
Snapped!
The wine bottle hit the soldier's chest with great force.
The soldier stretched his hands forward, thumbs facing each other, bowed his head and saluted: "Young Jun's atonement, the strength they used is really unexpected. There are no less than a hundred enemy elites sneaking into the city, half of them are strong men from various major cultivation systems."
The young man sneered: "They used so much force. Even if they really rescue Zhao Huaizhong, how will the king react when he sees that his son has become a waste?"
"Send me an order to intensify the search and arrest, and we will never let him get away easily."
The soldiers were ordered to withdraw.
Not long after, Xia Si also left the room, walking slowly through the courtyard of the brightly lit mansion, and finally came to another room in the backyard.
This is a study room. Sitting behind a long table is a middle-aged man with a tall and majestic figure and calm and reserved eyes.
When he saw Xia Si coming in without knocking, he frowned slightly and asked directly: "How is it?"
Xia Si smiled and said: "The prince of Qin seems to want to secretly plot and escape and return to the country. My ghost has just discovered the problem and is trying to track it down."
The middle-aged man said calmly: "Since Qin is eager to save their prince, let him go back."
Xia Si was a little surprised, glanced at the middle-aged man, and thought: "Let the prince of Qin go back to his country like this? This is not like your style.
Could it be that...you did other tricks on him, deliberately released him, and had other plans?"
The middle-aged man said: "This is not your concern, you just need to remember that Qin is our common enemy.
Also, don’t tempt Shaoyan again, otherwise I won’t be polite to you.”
Xia Si's figure suddenly disappeared from the room, with a series of sweet laughter: "Since I am not welcome, then I will leave. I hope Mr. Pingyuan will remember the agreement with our Yinnu Cult and never break his promise."
wilderness.
Somewhere in the trees, Zhao Huaizhong and the old man looked back at the outline of the city they had just escaped from.
"Are the people in the city who participated in rescuing me confident of escaping?" Zhao Huaizhong asked.
"We have made detailed arrangements in advance and considered various situations. They will cooperate with each other and eventually they will disperse in the city and return home in pieces. The casualties should not be too heavy, but necessary losses are inevitable."
The old man said solemnly: "The substitute who stays in the city on behalf of the prince will try to delay the time and show up from time to time to make the other party think that the prince has never escaped from Handan."
Zhao Huaizhong: "How confident are we that we can return to the capital safely this way?"
The old man said firmly: "Now that we have come out of Handan City, there are no other obstacles to worry about on the way back. Your Majesty has arranged for people to support you all the way to ensure that you can smoothly welcome the crown prince back to the court."
"Since you are so sure, you have someone send a message to the team staying in the city to cover us, telling them to hide carefully and not to show up again, and to put their own safety first."
The old man hesitated for a moment and then agreed: "The prince is generous, and I will pass on the prince's orders."
Zhao Huaizhong nodded slightly, turned and left.
Not far away, there was a team that seemed to blend into the night. Everyone was wearing black armor and riding a kind of strong and strange horse with a single horn on its head.
This is the team responsible for escorting Zhao Huaizhong back to China along the way.
Over a period of several months, they sneaked into Zhao State in batches, hiding their tracks in the wilderness, waiting for the moment when Zhao Huaizhong would escape from the Proton Mansion.
The elite team of nearly forty people was as neat as one person.
When Zhao Huaizhong and the old man who was closely protecting him boarded a chariot that was being protected in the middle, the leading general immediately made a gesture, and the group of people cut through the darkness like a long knife in the night and quickly moved away.
Buzz!
Suddenly, the leading knight in the team drew a crossbow from behind with lightning speed.
The bowstring trembled, and an arrow shot into the bushes not far away like a meteor.
The light of the spell also lit up in the trees, as if someone was resisting the attack of arrows.
"Bind!" the leading general yelled.
Following his voice, a dark yellow chain with glimmering light appeared out of thin air in the bushes, binding the figure that was resisting the arrow.
Zhao Huaizhong turned his head to look from inside the chariot, and his eyes could not help but light up when he saw this scene.
The old man saw his curiosity and explained: "The leader of the guard who came to protect the crown prince on his return to the country used the Dharma skills of the Zongheng lineage. The founder is Wang Zen, the master of Guigu."
"Dharma created by the strategist Gui Guzi?" Zhao Huaizhong thought to himself.
"Prince, someone tried to get close to spy on us and was captured by the general. How should we deal with it?" the knight leader asked.
At this moment, Zhao Huaizhong felt the 'it' in his body quietly come out, turned into a breath that no one could see, and quickly floated towards the captured figure a little further away.
"It's that girl Xia Si."
When the figure showed his whereabouts, Zhao Huaizhong recognized the other person's identity.
"Well, it's a ghost. Why did it die inexplicably?" A soldier asked in confusion.
A little further away, the captured girl Xia Si suddenly had a hint of darkness between her eyebrows, and her whole body shrank rapidly as if it was leaking air. In the blink of an eye, only a piece of skin was left strangely, which fell to the ground.
At the same time, 'it' returned again and disappeared into Zhao Huaizhong's body.
This thing had been separated from the body for a short period of time in the past, so Zhao Huaizhong was not surprised. But after its return, its aura seemed to be slightly thicker. Combined with the strange change of the ghost girl Xia Si turning into a piece of skin, Zhao Huaizhong fell into deep thought.
The team immediately set off again.
"How many days will it take to go back?" Zhao Huaizhong asked.
"Ride a night beast and travel all the way. You can return to the capital in less than ten days." The old man replied.
Not long after they left, Xia Si, who left Pingyuan Jun's Mansion, appeared nearby like a ghost and found the remaining human skin.
Her face was very ugly. She stared at the human skin that was turning into flying ash and dissipating, and whispered: "What kind of magic is this? It's so powerful. It not only absorbs my ghost... but also wants to absorb my power through the air."
Time flies so fast, more than ten days pass by in a flash.
Zhao Huaizhong and others stayed overnight along the way and successfully arrived at Xianyang, the ancient capital of Qin Dynasty, the center of power.