Feng Qingcang drove the horse very fast. It took him only one day and one night to get back to the capital, which originally took two days and two nights. After entering the capital, he didn't stop for a moment and immediately killed the minister of Dali Temple.
Because several of his subordinates were on errands within the Dali Temple, and because his face was wearing the mask given to him by Feng Baobao, he easily sneaked into the cell.
At this time, a guard in charge of food came to the cell where Xin Moer was being held with a food box in his hand. He took out all the food in the food box and handed it in through the window.
The aroma of the dishes filled the room.
Xin Moer glanced at the food, then glanced at the guard lightly, without taking the bowl or chopsticks, her petite body curled up in the corner without moving.
The guard looked about forty years old, with a beard. He always lowered his head and whispered, "You haven't eaten a grain of rice for three days. If you continue like this, your body and bones will not be able to bear it."
Xin Moer closed her eyes and did not respond.
A glint flashed in the guard's eyes, "Princess Xu, this subordinate is here to bring you food on the order of Prince Xu. This is specially prepared for you by Prince Xu. Please try it."
Xin Moer's voice was cold, "If you don't leave, if I scream, many guards will be attracted immediately, and you won't be able to leave by then."
The guard froze, guessing that she had figured out his identity. No longer conceding, he took out a silver needle with blue light from his waist and shot it towards Xin Mo'er's heart!
This silver needle is quenched with extremely poisonous substances. As long as it scratches the skin, even if the Daluo God is alive, he will never be able to save her!
Just when the guard's smile flashed out of his eyes, without taking any precautions, the silver needle was suddenly knocked to the ground by a jade slip.
Immediately afterwards, someone tapped acupuncture points on his back.
An extremely ordinary-looking face appeared in front of him. The guard seemed not to have expected that his body shape had been fixed, and he glared at the person opposite him, "Hurry up and untie my acupuncture points! Otherwise, I will be in trouble."
Just scream, and someone will know that you broke into the cell without permission and arrest you!"
When Xin Moer saw the person standing opposite the guard, she immediately stood up from the ground, walked to the cell door, looked at the ordinary face, "A Cang, you are finally here!"
The guard who was restrained froze, and there was a look of horror in his eyes. For no other reason, because he saw that the thing that the man knocked off his silver needle was Yanbei's Long Jade Slip!
Long Yujian controls Yanbei's Qiaoqi fleet. In other words, the person who just took action is definitely not low-status! His martial arts skills are also not low! There are only a handful of people in the world who can knock out the silver needle he shot!
The ordinary person chuckled, removed the mask from his face, and touched Xin Moer's delicate but haggard little face with his slender hands, "How did you know it was me?"
Xin Moer smiled lowly and did not answer.
For the past three days, she had endured hunger and dared not take a bite of food because she was worried that Feng Qingjue would send someone to harm her. Fortunately, it rained the day before yesterday, so she picked up a broken bowl in the cell and caught some rainwater to quench her thirst.
She would not tell Feng Qingcang that she recognized him by feeling, and her senses were always very effective.
During the past few days in the cell, she thought a lot, recalling every moment she had spent with Feng Qingcang.
There have been pretense, there have been quarrels, there have been sweetness and bitterness.
Besides Baby Feng, the one who thinks about the most in my mind is him.
She had to admit that, in fact, Feng Qingcang had buried the seed deeply in her heart a long time ago, and she could not get rid of it.
When Feng Qingcang saw her bowing her head in silence, she didn't ask the topic any further. She turned around, looked directly at the middle-aged man with a beard in front of her, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that General He would also come to Dali Temple.
Your prison."
Although he was smiling, there was no smile at all in his eyes, only indifference and evil spirit.
The bearded guard felt a chill down his spine and tried to keep his voice calm, "I don't understand what Prince Xu is talking about?"
Feng Qingcang said, "There are very few people in Dali Temple who know my identity. How come you recognized my identity at a glance?"
The guard was shocked and knew that he had said the wrong thing.
Feng Qingcang stopped talking to him, took two steps forward, pulled off the fake beard on He Wei's face, and sighed, "This beard feels good."
He Wei knew that his identity had been exposed, so he no longer pretended to hide it, "When Prince Xu comes to a place like this, aren't you afraid that the general will report it to the emperor?"
Feng Qingcang threw away the beard that he pulled from He Wei's face, and said casually, "I'm afraid that my father doesn't know. Besides, even if I kill you, no one will have any objection, because who
I never imagined that a majestic and powerful general would appear in a place like this."
He Wei was shocked and angry, "What do you want to do!"
Feng Qingcang said calmly, "I don't want to do anything. I just need General He's cooperation to answer a few questions from me."
He Weibie began, "General, I don't know what you are talking about."
Feng Qingcang, "You really don't know? Then why did General He appear here, and why did he kill my beloved concubine?"
He Wei, "Because Xiaojie and Chengcheng both died because of her, why shouldn't I avenge my daughter and grandson?"
Feng Qingcang said, "I didn't know that General He would be so concerned about a concubine whom he never cared about."
He Wei snorted coldly from the tip of his nose, obviously not intending to cooperate.
Feng Qingcang was not annoyed, and moved his hand to his waist. When he raised his hand again, there was already a blue hair tie in his hand. He was playing with it, "It seems that General He is not going to be honest."
I have actually answered a few of my questions..."
He Wei originally said otherwise, but when his peripheral vision touched the blue hairband in Feng Qingcang's hand, his whole face turned green, "What did you do to Xiaoyong!"
Feng Qingcang shook the hairband in his hand, as if confused, "Who is Xiaoyong?"
He Wei looked panicked and his tone was much softer, "As long as the prince does not kill the general's son, the general will definitely know what the prince asks and tell the truth."
He Yong is He Wei's only son. He is only three years old now. The blue headband was specially bought by He Wei when He Yong turned three years old.
The silk hairband was of good quality, and ordinary people couldn't afford it. Moreover, the hairband was a tribute, originally worn by the royal family's children, and came in seven colors, one in each. On the way to pledge the goods, He Wei took a fancy to it.
, so I left this blue hairband.
Since He Wei came to have a son at an old age, He Wei regarded He Yong as very precious. He took He Yong out to play every day and bought him a lot of delicious food, giving all his fatherly love to He Yong.
Feng Qingcang threw the hair tie in his hand at He Wei's face, and the hair tie fell to the ground along He Wei's face, "Since General He is so cooperative, I will not turn around the corner."
Although He Wei was unwilling to accept it, he did not dare to bear it any longer, "Prince Xu asked directly."