Supported by the guards, Ming Lan went out of the Eastern Depot with difficulty.

A sharp, burning pain came from his injured tailbone as he stamped on the pedal, causing a violent convulsion in his whole body.

"Ouch! It's fucking painful. Be careful, son of a bitch!"

Ming Lan blamed the pain on the guard who helped him. He couldn't help but lift his leg to kick him. Immediately, there was another pain from the fractured place, which made him distressed.

"Damn it! What bad luck these days!"

Ming Lan cursed and took off the disguised wound bond from his neck angrily and threw it to the ground.

Several guards piled on and lifted their Master into the wagon.

Ming Lan was really ashamed of himself at this moment.

The fracture was so unusual that he couldn't stand or sit for long, and he couldn't lie with his back up in the carriage.

He was helpless but to grit his teeth tightly and sat down slowly and cautiously.

Even though the carriage was moving at an unusually slow speed, he still felt a jolt and swore in the carriage.

"Damn it, ask the car to be slower! You're going to hurt me to death! Be careful, waste!"

Ming Lan's recent days were not as free and happy as before.

In the capital, news about the assassination of the Commander-in-chief of the Western Depot spread wildly, and the Palace naturally received the letter early.

As a result, while the Commander-in-chief of the Western Depot was recuperating, a minister in the court sent a letter to the Emperor Jingxiao, asking the court to remove the Western Depot and the post of Commander-in-chief of Ming Lan on the ground that he was lazy and incompetent.

Emperor Jingxiao, who was good at using checks and balances in his administration, naturally refused to dissolve the Western Depot just because of this incident.

What was more, because the Wan clan's forces were involved behind the Western Depot, so he had to take into account the face of the Imperial Noble Concubine.

Therefore, the emperor only sent a servant from the Palace to Ming Lan's Mansion.

The first was to investigate the truth, and the second was to deliver an order to the Commander-in-chief of the Western Depot to examine himself and seize the mysterious assassin.

The servant just walked for a little while, then the chief eunuch in charge of Yongning Palace came.

Just because Ming Lan lost the damsel Gu Yunxi, Wan Yuyao was furious in the Palace.

Later, she ordered the people of her palace to come to Ming Lan's mansion to give him a sharp put-down.

Ming Lan admitted it too and dared not say anything.

Earlier, a fire destroyed a third of the building of Ming Mansion. About two dozen skilled craftsmen arrived at the mansion yesterday and worked overnight to repair the damaged facilities.

Ming Lan couldn't stand the chaos at home, so he moved from his residence to the Western Depot to live in the shelter after the chief eunuch of Yongning Palace left.

The shadow of being attacked by unknown people when walking at night a few days ago remained in his heart. The so-called mistake of the shadow of a bow in one's cup as a snake always surprised Ming Lan when he entered and exited.

He let several guards who have high-level martial arts accompany him closely, and he never left them in the rest of the time except to go to the toilet. Even when sleeping, people should be kept in the room.

After driving back to the Western Depot from the Eastern Depot, Ming Lan learned that his tail bone was definitely broken after the doctor's diagnosis, so he immediately hated Leng Qingtang and his Eastern Depot.

Lying on the bed, Ming Lan told An Hong to write a memorial with his dictation.

This was what it said.

The Commander-in-chief of the Eastern Depot was not righteous during the supervision of the Garden, coveting the appearance of the damsel and hiding her first.

After being investigated and dealt with by the Western Depot, the Commander-in-chief of the Eastern Depot pretended to let the damsel return, but he ambushed and attacked on the way, and forcibly captured her again.

"Master, is it alright by doing so?"

According to Ming Lan, An Hong finished his writing without missing a word. He couldn't help but show a too embarrassed expression.

"What are you afraid of! This time I'm going to make a big fuss. The criminals who burned the Ming Mansion are in our prison. That's the living proof.

Right now, Your Grace is finding Gu Yunxi, but how can I find her in the sea of people. I would take the opportunity to reveal all those things Leng Qingtang did before, and Cairen Jin in the Palace could also prove. "

"But can you be sure that the man who robbed Gu Yunxi that night must be the people of the Eastern Depot?"

An Hong's hesitant expression slightly converged and asked tentatively.

Ming Lan sneered.

"It's not them, but people who are related to them. Leng Qingtang always prepares for everything.

After a while, you take people to the prison again and try the six people who committed the crime of the Eastern Depot. No matter how hard it is, even though punish them severely, but don't try to kill them.

If they confess, I can also explain to the Imperial Noble Concubine. If she wants Gu Yunxi, she goes to find her from Leng Qingtang! "

Ming Lan tried to move his body, but the sudden bone pain made his mouth and eyes crooked, and a "hiss" groan was squeezed out between his teeth.

"It's fucking wicked! It didn't take long for Leng Qingtang's buttocks to be injured on the bed, and now I'm suffering again.

Besides, you should send more people to keep an eye on the Eastern Depot and Leng's Mansion. As long as Gu Yunxi is here, she will show up again sooner or later. "

"Yes." An Hong nodded.

...

The night was heavy, and the sky was dim.

An Hong took three of his men and rushed to the prison of the Western Depot, two miles away from the west of the city.

When they were passing a small path, several huge nets suddenly fell from the sky.

The Prison of the Western Depot was located in the western suburbs of the capital. The three major courtyards were the Ordinary Cell, the Women’s Cell, and the Dead Cell. They were supervised by different wardens.

All the year round, the prison was enveloped in a foul, cloudy atmosphere, dark, hellish, and cold, without wind or light. The flaming torches on the walls were the only source of hope in the cell.

If you had been in prison and walked around at will, you could hear strange and sad voices, like howling and crying, like the ghosts and monsters of the kingdom of death wandering wantonly in the world, singing and moaning with sorrow and unwillingness.

The defense inside and outside the entire Prison of the Western Depot was extremely strict at all times.

Warden Qiu, the warden of the prison, who was on duty at night, was nearly sixty years old. He was a hunchback. He drunk and gambled in daily time.

As soon as night fell, Warden Qiu carried an oval white paper lantern with the word "prison." After habitually doing a round of inspections, he hummed Xipi Erguang's tune and turned back on the same path.

In the duty room, there was a hot wine, a bag of fried peanuts, and three slices of beef with soy sauce that his wife had brought him before the shift.

Thinking of the delicious wine and meat, as well as the crispness of fried peanuts, he was greedy and rushed towards the duty room.

He met the pawn Xiaochun, coming with four to five people.

"Warden Qiu, these are the lords from the Western Depot. They were ordered by the Master to send the criminals who committed arson and murdered in the Ming's mansion back to the Western Depot."

Warden Qiu stopped in front of several people.

With the dim light of the lantern, he looked at the four people one by one.

They were all dressed in white official uniforms and black hats. Looking at the face, even though they were all beautiful, how could they look a little bit awkward?

It had been a year since the establishment of the prison, and it followed the Western Depot closely. During this period, Lord An of the Western Depot and his subordinates came to send messages. Warden Qiu generally recognized their faces.

Seeing the four people with strange faces right now, Warden Qiu suddenly felt weird.

What was wrong?

The leader of them in a white dress and had a fair complexion, beautiful features. His sword eyebrows focused on Warden Qiu's dull look, and his clear eyes have caught the uncertain hesitation hidden in the hunched older man's deep concave eyes.

With a movement of his right hand, he poked out the gold medal of "The Western Depot " from his arms and stood in front of Warden Qiu's eyes.

"We are ordered by Master Ming. You should go to take the arsonists in Ming's mansion. Don't delay anymore." He said with a solemn expression.

The inscription gold medal, in the gloomy prison, gleamed with golden light.

When Warden Qiu saw this, the guard in his heart was removed entirely.

"I don't know you lords came over overnight, and where do you want to take the prisoners?" He said with a smile.

"Of course, to the Western Depot! Hurry up. Master Ming will blame us if we miss the time. Can you afford it? "

The young guard's eyes sharpened, and his tone became ruthless.

"We cannot afford to be guilty. We cannot."

Warden Qiu nodded his head respectfully, but he scolded in his heart.

"Scum!"

Holding hands forward, he flattered his face and said to the leader of the guards.

"My Lord, this way, please."

With these words, he carried his lantern before them and led them to the right and left turn, which soon brought them to the front of a cell.

Stopping to point inside, Warden Qiu said to the guards.

"That's her, and the other five men in the next two rooms."

The first handsome guard raised his eyebrows, and his clear eyes crossed over the thick iron bars of the prison gate and looked closely at the man inside.

The girl was Qinger, but now her hair was messy, and she was sitting quietly on the haystack.

Hearing what seemed to be a crowd outside, she slowly raised her head and looked toward the prison door.

Suddenly, she met the young guard's eyes.

The look of astonishment suddenly appeared on Qinger's dirty round face. When she was about to open his mouth, she saw that the driver frowned and shook his head towards her.

Qinger understood and immediately closed her mouth.

The young leader raised his eyebrows and squinted at Warden Qiu. He asked with hands on his back.

"Only one female prisoner?"

Warden Qiu nodded his head.

"Yes, just her."

"How can she be locked up with the male criminals?"

The guard's tone was discontented.

Warden Qiu hastily explained.

"When they arrived, the lord from the Western Depot told me that the five men had their hands and feet cut off and they couldn't move. It wouldn't be troublesome at all, so the girl could be locked here first.

If you take them to the Western Depot later, I will send someone to prepare the vehicle immediately. "

When he was speaking, he looked at the guard's handsome facial features with sharp eyes.

"Is it an illusion?" He wondered.

He suddenly realized that when he said that the five men had been cut the hands and feet, the guard's eyes seemed to be filled with unspeakable anger.

Only seeing the guard went to the cell next door and looked inside carefully. Then he raised his arm and said to Warden Qiu.

"Come on, and you'll get your car ready. I'll take all six prisoners. "

"Yes, my lord!"

Warden Qiu nodded frequently, and then he turned to order the pawn, Xiaochun.

"Get a carriage, and escort the lords and the prisoners yourself."

"Don't bother!"

The guard waved.

"We'll ride ourselves, and you just get it ready quickly."

Warden Qiu had to do what he said.

After a while, the carriage stopped in front of the prison of the Western Depot.

They moved Yuan Qian and four secret guards who were in a coma to the carriage by two people supporting one.

After Qinger and the handsome young guard of the Western Depot looked at each other silently, she got into the carriage.

The beautiful guard personally drove the carriage, and the other three entourages turned on their horses and rushed eastward after saying goodbye to Warden Qiu.

Warden Qiu, with a lantern in his hand, stood in the misty night fog, and his body was still.

Seeing this, Xiaochun next to him said.

"What's the matter, Master Qiu? You look terrible with that frown on your face."

The dim eyes of Warden Qiu looked directly in the direction of the disappearance of the carriage and whispered to himself.

"Why does my right eyelid always jump all the time? It's weird."

...

The carriage drove into a sparse forest, and Lu Qiange held the reins.

The three followers behind him grabbed the horse one after another, turned over, and jumped off the horse. They stood up around the carriage, staring around, looking very alert.

Lu Qiange raised his hand and knocked off the flat hat on his head. He took off his uniform of the Western Depot, revealing the close-fitting black night clothes inside.

Jumping off the shaft, he lifted the curtain and said.

"You are safe, little girl."

"Mr. Lu, thank you for your help."

Qinger climbed out of the car and tried to kowtow to Lu Qiange without saying a word.

"Hey, it doesn't have to be that way."

He stopped her hurriedly and then asked.

"Do you know where Yunxi is?"

Qinger shook her head and began to cry.

"On that day, captain Yuan and I failed to rescue the girl in the Ming's mansion. When we were transferred to the prison of the Western Depot, the girl was still trapped in the Ming's mansion.

Childe, Ming Lan is not a man. Please rescue my girl as soon as possible!"

Looking at the little girl crying heartrendingly, Lu Qiange felt uncomfortable. He blinked his sour eyes a few times and then said.

"Good girl, don't be sad. Don't worry. I'll rescue Yunxi. Can you drive? "

"Yes, I can!"

Qinger wiped her face and stopped her sobbing.

"Well, you must hurry back to the Eastern Depot. The people in the car were so badly hurt that if they didn't get their hands and feet healed, he'd be dead. Your girl will be home soon. Don't worry."

With that, Lu Qiange put the reins of the carriage into Qinger's hands.

Qinger clenched her fist with gratitude.

"Thank you, childe. You and I will meet again."

"See you soon."

Waiting for the carriage to drive away, Lu Qiange raised his voice and ordered.

"Zuo le!"

"Yes, my lord!"

A man in black who had taken off his clothes of guard stepped forward, nodded, and lowered his eyes, listening to the dispatch.

"Take my folding fan and quickly go to Wanhua Tower to contact Fu Danqing. She has met Yunxi a few times and knows her appearance best. Let her find a way to find out Yunxi's whereabouts as soon as possible."

The man named "Zuo le" looked worried, thought for a while, and said hesitantly.

"Your Highness, there was a rumor in the capital before we came. Is it too late for us to intervene now? I'm afraid the girl has already... "

The transparent purple eyes cast towards the distant sky at night, dyed with the gray, deep glaze.

The eyebrows on the pretty face were lightly drawn, Lu Qiange said quietly with emotion.

"My Solo Hua's woman's life is very hard, and she is not easy to die. I believe that she must be in a certain corner of the world, living safe and sound, waiting for me to bring her back."

Seeing Lu Qiange raise his feet, Zuo le chased after him, and asked surprisedly.

"Where are you going, your highness?"

"I'll go to meet Ming Lan!"

As he spoke, Lu Qiange soared into the air, and his figure was vigorous as a night hawk.

His resolute voice was lingering in the night wind.